<?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-8422762</id><updated>2011-06-08T16:16:38.122+10:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>423</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-4969459867809550141</id><published>2007-08-05T05:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T05:19:08.279+10:00</updated><title type='text'>first week back at uni</title><content type='html'>ok so far first week back at uni was alright, so nice to see everyone again especially =) till the first lecture started and we were all like -.- .&lt;br /&gt;Amazed to see SO MANY new ppl in the contemp lect and SO LITTLE people at the spanish lect, i guess most of them dropped it cos they din have to do it anymore. I like spanish i love languages, but i know during week 7 and 14 i won't think this way. Man i just read and wrote out a timeline for my assessment due dates, THEY ARE ALL CRAMMED in week 7 &amp;amp; 14. Fuck man i'll be complaining so much that week and start hating uni all over again.&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty surprised at my uni marks, thought i'd fail two of them and have to repeat them which worried me greatly cos i really wanted to go back to sg this year especially cos ze lamecrew IZZZZZ coming =D =D =D Now i'm just thinking back to that period where EVERYONE was asking about marks here and there despite being in different unis and different courses. Why can't it be like the HSC where no one publicly said it -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to kobe jones with mummy and daddy finally and had nice foooddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RrTQNwLEl6I/AAAAAAAAASE/MB3qabY516g/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094926013151090594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RrTQNwLEl6I/AAAAAAAAASE/MB3qabY516g/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RrTQTQLEl7I/AAAAAAAAASM/rgc4ls77d4A/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094926107640371122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RrTQTQLEl7I/AAAAAAAAASM/rgc4ls77d4A/s200/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate how i have to buy textbooks which only lasts up to half a year and never using them again. I know i can sell it but just the idea of buying it is so -.-&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't be complaining seeing some ppl some 500 bucks over it but i am really cheap so i will =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-4969459867809550141?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/4969459867809550141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=4969459867809550141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4969459867809550141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4969459867809550141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-week-back-at-uni.html' title='first week back at uni'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RrTQNwLEl6I/AAAAAAAAASE/MB3qabY516g/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-3321841310865638112</id><published>2007-07-29T05:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T05:27:53.538+10:00</updated><title type='text'>july 29th</title><content type='html'>ok been so long since i blogged, can't remember much abt what happened apart from selena's gathering and ani's gilmore girls marathon.&lt;br /&gt;Selena's gathering was good cos had lots of food, a run from the kitchen to the tv room to reserve sofa seats (one of the few things that are done as a young person =D), hearing ppl scream during a scary movie and having dinner afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ani's gilmore girls thing...er.....all i remember was xlb food, watching g.g, eating nice chocolate pudding thingo and staying over and was so freaking tired the next day.&lt;br /&gt;Parents coming back today and i'm so freaking excited!!   but uni starts tmr -.-&lt;br /&gt;my feet hurts from my flats =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-3321841310865638112?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/3321841310865638112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=3321841310865638112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3321841310865638112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3321841310865638112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/07/july-29th.html' title='july 29th'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-1950517065261396717</id><published>2007-07-07T04:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T04:57:07.470+10:00</updated><title type='text'>july 7th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ro6PBG2WfmI/AAAAAAAAAR8/qpGNtGSth9s/s1600-h/Nicole+and+divya"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084158278529089122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ro6PBG2WfmI/AAAAAAAAAR8/qpGNtGSth9s/s200/Nicole+and+divya%27s+house+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ro6PBG2WfmI/AAAAAAAAAR8/qpGNtGSth9s/s1600-h/Nicole+and+divya"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wednesday:&lt;/span&gt; had only 4hours of sleep, headed to nicole's house being dead tired, went halfway around the world trying to find coles. Yes walked in and saw the raspberry smirnoff twist and bought it, in the end it tasted like cough medicine....hmmmm. Went to woolies and bought all the necessary vital essential ingredients for our caesar salad. Went back to her place and made it, the lettuce or leaves thingo took SOH long to wash and remove the stems =D.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ended up staying over, we watched LOTR, and fox and the hound =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;: went over to divya's house. o.m.g.   anyway we played tennis for a while =D so long since i touched the racquet man. Anyway had delicious lunch while we watched fairly oddparents despite not being able to hear A THING -.-    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to her downstairs thingo to watch parent trap. cbb to elaborate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ro6OEG2WfkI/AAAAAAAAARs/hM3O40gCTws/s1600-h/Photo+40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084157230557068866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ro6OEG2WfkI/AAAAAAAAARs/hM3O40gCTws/s200/Photo+40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ro6OQW2WflI/AAAAAAAAAR0/XRzHS6czn4s/s1600-h/Photo+77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084157441010466386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ro6OQW2WflI/AAAAAAAAAR0/XRzHS6czn4s/s200/Photo+77.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ro6N8m2WfjI/AAAAAAAAARk/Z5UwRQ58m90/s1600-h/Photo+33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084157101708049970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ro6N8m2WfjI/AAAAAAAAARk/Z5UwRQ58m90/s200/Photo+33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ro6Nv22WfiI/AAAAAAAAARc/nO339SBKhVQ/s1600-h/Photo+29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084156882664717858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ro6Nv22WfiI/AAAAAAAAARc/nO339SBKhVQ/s200/Photo+29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ro6NiW2WfhI/AAAAAAAAARU/FgXL1MyQcuw/s1600-h/Photo+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084156650736483858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ro6NiW2WfhI/AAAAAAAAARU/FgXL1MyQcuw/s200/Photo+19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;: woke up and can't remember what i did. At night, went to a bar and just chilled there for a while. Tsk i hate crowded places like that, i wished i was a princess for 5mins where i can just order my drink and get lost  =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-1950517065261396717?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/1950517065261396717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=1950517065261396717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1950517065261396717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1950517065261396717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/07/july-7th.html' title='july 7th'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ro6PBG2WfmI/AAAAAAAAAR8/qpGNtGSth9s/s72-c/Nicole+and+divya%27s+house+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-7183382693972973121</id><published>2007-07-03T01:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T02:04:21.395+10:00</updated><title type='text'>july 3rd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 22:&lt;/span&gt;  went to RTA to do a booking for my Ls DKT. MAN i swear i never ever had so much problems with my name or address in my life. Firstly, on the licence application form i wrote my name as Vaness Ang, becos that is THE NAME i am known as my whole life. I showed the indian lady my passport and she started interrogating me on my name. "what is this jiahui, what is ang".  Dude........ at the end of it she goes oh i can't accept this.  MY PASSPORT what is her big fat problem. Yeah she didn't accept any of the documents i showed her on my address. Man i had to go back at 8.30am the next day to show all my visa documents to another lady. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 24-july 1st:&lt;/span&gt;  my dad left and now im all alone again.  =/  anyway i can't remember what happened but errrrrrrrrr.     Eddie came to my house one day cos she had to pass me neha's textbook, and that day i only slept at 7am and she came at 10am. So i opened the door for her i went to the sofa to sleep, but the stupid gust of wind blew so it ended up shutting the door. Then i had to get up AGAIN to open the door and had a mini heart attack when eddie's face appeared in front of me. I was in a daze so her blurred face was in my mind for only 3 seconds and went back to my room. Apparently she kept knocking on my door and thought i needed privacy. PLEASE EDDIE i don't need privacy hahaa.  Then days after ppl came over and yeah. Nicole cooked risotto and lasagne which was very good heehee. i hate cooking might i add -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 2nd&lt;/span&gt;: forced myself to wake up, went to bijoux to buy dad's present and walked to bwood plaza to post it off. Shit man i din get insurance for it and now im freaked. Went to rebecca's house for dinner and mahjong which i don't know how to play. Laughed out heads off at ani being bo peep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-7183382693972973121?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/7183382693972973121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=7183382693972973121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7183382693972973121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7183382693972973121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/07/july-3rd.html' title='july 3rd'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-765081275612711143</id><published>2007-06-17T03:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T03:27:53.909+10:00</updated><title type='text'>kobe jones with dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up and went to yumcha. Man it was good cos they played kenny g at the same time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At night we went to kobe jones, it just HAD to rain -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ordered the number one special and the lovely KOBE JONES SUNSET =D!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RnQcly9OEhI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/LpVHSQH9Y4M/s1600-h/Kobe+Jones+Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076714115612676626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RnQcly9OEhI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/LpVHSQH9Y4M/s320/Kobe+Jones+Sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RnQdbC9OEkI/AAAAAAAAARM/TtA7-QtGcyE/s1600-h/Number+One+Special.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076715030440710722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RnQdbC9OEkI/AAAAAAAAARM/TtA7-QtGcyE/s320/Number+One+Special.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RnQc3S9OEiI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ZpmFGgtaBUY/s1600-h/Kobe+Jones+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076714416260387362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RnQc3S9OEiI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ZpmFGgtaBUY/s200/Kobe+Jones+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RnQdHC9OEjI/AAAAAAAAARE/hvInHEenfTs/s1600-h/Crunchy+Roll,+Salmon+&amp;amp;+Tuna+sashimi,+Kobe+Jones+Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076714686843327026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RnQdHC9OEjI/AAAAAAAAARE/hvInHEenfTs/s320/Crunchy+Roll,+Salmon+%26+Tuna+sashimi,+Kobe+Jones+Sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-765081275612711143?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/765081275612711143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=765081275612711143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/765081275612711143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/765081275612711143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/06/kobe-jones-with-dad.html' title='kobe jones with dad'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RnQcly9OEhI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/LpVHSQH9Y4M/s72-c/Kobe+Jones+Sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-1080109533873644309</id><published>2007-06-15T21:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:28:31.256+10:00</updated><title type='text'>15th june</title><content type='html'>bludged the whole week till it came down to thurs and fri where my spanish exam and abo essay were due. Spanish i kinda just gave up halfway cos i felt it was so cbb-ing for me. Went into the exam room which was just -.- the culture qs were like "why is spain a multilingual/multicultural country" -.- or explain why u think spanish is the official language in 22 countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;__________________&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;_________________&lt;/span&gt;don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;_________________&lt;/span&gt;care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok today was a really bad day.&lt;br /&gt;1) i did not sleep at all since wednesday and its already friday night now -.- stayed up doing abo essay.&lt;br /&gt;2) the fucked up weather was just FREEZING and i hate winter.&lt;br /&gt;3) the 900 bus didn't come at 4.20 and ended up coming at 4.45 so we all stood there like idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make matters worse, i went home freezing with my one and only long sleeved shirt on me, only to find out i did not have my house keys. I freaked cos i thought if i lost it i'm so dead. I normally am really kiasu and responsible for stuff like that. Ever since my parents left, everytime i leave the house, i always double check tt i have my keys. This time i didn't cos i knew my dad was coming back and i was already so tired at that point to think any further so i just stopped my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;So i went to westfield to see if i can do anything, seeing i din eat since 8am today and it was already 5.30pm, i bought a small packet of twisties and just sat in the food court. I looked so upset cos i wore grey all over as well sitting by myself in the corner of the food court -.-&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, my zen broke down on me, so i had nothing to do, NOT.HI.NG. The only thing i could do was look at the pics on my phone, and play the ONE game I have on my phone, solitaire. As i played I was falling asleep, GOSH i never felt so sad and hobo-ish before in my life. I had 2 bucks on my phone credit so I couldn't call anyone for more than 10seconds -.-&lt;br /&gt;Thank god alyssa called back to my msg so I went over and just PLONKED MYSELF on her bed. Dad called and said he found the keys, thank god, so we ate at the restaurant nearby and now we're home. Safe and sound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-1080109533873644309?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/1080109533873644309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=1080109533873644309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1080109533873644309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1080109533873644309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/06/15th-june.html' title='15th june'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-5621619759747093737</id><published>2007-06-12T19:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T19:39:36.800+10:00</updated><title type='text'>12th june</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;sunday: went to have dinner with monica at palm breeze and she came back to my house and we watched ugly betty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rm5pVS9OEfI/AAAAAAAAAQk/0QbVkcyVCIk/s1600-h/evon+vA+lydia+tiffy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075109644679909874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rm5pVS9OEfI/AAAAAAAAAQk/0QbVkcyVCIk/s200/evon+vA+lydia+tiffy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rm5plC9OEgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/OYvi3jZKYoE/s1600-h/the+person+ani+hopes+to+be+in+future.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075109915262849538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rm5plC9OEgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/OYvi3jZKYoE/s200/the+person+ani+hopes+to+be+in+future.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rm5o6S9OEdI/AAAAAAAAAQU/errLCghRUrM/s1600-h/evon+vA+nicole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075109180823441874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rm5o6S9OEdI/AAAAAAAAAQU/errLCghRUrM/s200/evon+vA+nicole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rm5pHS9OEeI/AAAAAAAAAQc/tlU0YAfd8CM/s1600-h/eddie+tiffy+ani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075109404161741282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rm5pHS9OEeI/AAAAAAAAAQc/tlU0YAfd8CM/s200/eddie+tiffy+ani.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rm5oVC9OEbI/AAAAAAAAAQE/EW_CqsBJ3Gw/s1600-h/ani+eddie+evon+vA+nicole"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075108540873314738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rm5oVC9OEbI/AAAAAAAAAQE/EW_CqsBJ3Gw/s200/ani+eddie+evon+vA+nicole%27s+slices.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rm5omC9OEcI/AAAAAAAAAQM/miZH_aictp4/s1600-h/ani+loves+preparing+food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075108832931090882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rm5omC9OEcI/AAAAAAAAAQM/miZH_aictp4/s200/ani+loves+preparing+food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday: went to ani's house for hotpot, man i love it. With the brain beef and tooourrfu mm hmmmm =). Man we laughed so much especially about ani's "chess" carpet and how she would play it with chinese chess with her fingers in the air having a voice beside her "confuctious say, don't make the wrong move". And another one was ani jinxed my camera, every since she touched it, it went wonky, so i went to my bag to get another battery and ani thought that our new position in taking pics was on the floor so she went to do it too. TSK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anyway then we watched desp housewives and ...that steven strait show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-5621619759747093737?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/5621619759747093737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=5621619759747093737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/5621619759747093737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/5621619759747093737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/06/12th-june.html' title='12th june'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rm5pVS9OEfI/AAAAAAAAAQk/0QbVkcyVCIk/s72-c/evon+vA+lydia+tiffy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-5098184930759032471</id><published>2007-06-08T20:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T21:11:23.919+10:00</updated><title type='text'>5-8th june</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;:  went to UWS just to return my lib books which i borrowed from before, and it was due the day before so i thought i had to pay a fine but thank god i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;: met nicole at central station, god knows what the fuck is wrong with the train stations constantly being delayed for no good reason. Got on the bus and went to UNSW for the psych lecture which was very pointless. Then we went to the CLB to eat, pasta wasn't bad as the fish &amp; chips were, sat there and watched the egg eating her laksa HAHAHAHAA with diana too. Then we left to go to the micro lect, finished, went to chill, then went to USYD to meet sandi for her voting thing which again was very pointless. The whole day was so pointless apart from the free food we got. Dear ms nikki lee would take a cup and scoop the chips as if we were gonna go on Survivor the next day or something -.-     Went to michitaro for dinner then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;: man, i have no idea whats wrong with my phone but at random times it just decides not to go off, so nicole called at 12.30 which was when we were supposed to meet,  but seeing as my phone din go off so i thought it must be 11.30, and she's like where are u im here already, so i said i'm at home????? . After realising it was 12.30 i quickly changed and looked out the window and it was pouring like hell, got a bit scared of walking out haaha. Yeah man after putting my umbrella back into my bag i just cbb taking it out again so i walked the whole journey without it. Croc thai was nice man the food, i love thai food =).  Yes we sat there critisising and analysing the look of thai/viet ppl. I love coriander.   Went to watch shrek 3 and i liked it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-5098184930759032471?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/5098184930759032471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=5098184930759032471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/5098184930759032471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/5098184930759032471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/06/5-8th-june.html' title='5-8th june'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-280507941853319063</id><published>2007-06-03T00:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T02:08:53.906+10:00</updated><title type='text'>25th-3rd june</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;25th may: man this week was just SO FUCKING tiring, i only had 6hours of sleep within 2/3 days. I stayed up doing my fucking intro assignment, only had half done. Woke up at 7 to catch a cab to uni cos its just too early and if i took the train i'd have 1hour of sleep. So anyway got there and practised for our oral presentation. Funny i didn't feel as scared as i did in high sch, probably cos half the ppl there are mature-aged students so i didn't feel any judgement. But we got 21/30! how cool. Anyway i chilled in the lib with ppl till i went into a panic state about my unfinished assignment. Never been so rushed before man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;26th may: eddie ani lydia and tiff came to my house for dinner, miss cleaner eddie cooked us pasta and made ze salad so we just chilled till we watched SVU and scary movie 2. Ice-cream sundaes were made and it looked and was nice =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RmGN8nyW3HI/AAAAAAAAAPE/wkYpvCyPn3M/s1600-h/may+26th+2007+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071490728007752818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RmGN8nyW3HI/AAAAAAAAAPE/wkYpvCyPn3M/s320/may+26th+2007+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RmGOUHyW3II/AAAAAAAAAPM/UX3tNSXaNZY/s1600-h/ED029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071491131734678658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RmGOUHyW3II/AAAAAAAAAPM/UX3tNSXaNZY/s200/ED029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RmGQS3yW3OI/AAAAAAAAAP8/42cd_YZl-OA/s1600-h/ED023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071493309283097826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RmGQS3yW3OI/AAAAAAAAAP8/42cd_YZl-OA/s200/ED023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th may: went to watch pirates 3 with nicole, din understand a thing in the movie but i still loved it cos orlando was in it. Then went to michitaro and i had urrrrrrdonnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1st june: went to uni and quickly rushed printing my assignment and ran to the tutor's box and she was JUST emptying it. Anyway er went back home, got ready and left for jenny's thing. Bumped into sandi betti lianne and diana on the way up, waited in hungry jacks for the longest time for neha and samanthi to arrive then we trained to wynward where jenny gave the wrong directions in her email! so we walked the other way-.- anyway got there and yeah just mingled. Bought a Kobe Jones Sunset cocktail, MAN it was nice. And the first appetiser was so fucking nice. It was--NUMBER ONE SPECIAL: Crab Salad with avocado wrapped in snapper and baked with Kobe Jones sauce. And the dessert, man the choc sticks were SO GOOD QUALITY CHOCOLATE.  After that we walked to star city and just watched the guys gamble, i had no idea what was going on but it was so interesting how ppl just keep betting despite their luck -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RmGOpnyW3JI/AAAAAAAAAPU/S90WM6PFli8/s1600-h/Jenny+Zhu"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071491501101866130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RmGOpnyW3JI/AAAAAAAAAPU/S90WM6PFli8/s200/Jenny+Zhu%27s+18th+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RmGPAXyW3LI/AAAAAAAAAPk/CBjL14Kqc24/s1600-h/Jenny+Zhu"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071491891943890098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RmGPAXyW3LI/AAAAAAAAAPk/CBjL14Kqc24/s200/Jenny+Zhu%27s+18th+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RmGPjnyW3NI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Tu1ybrcCYcA/s1600-h/Jenny+Zhu"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071492497534278866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RmGPjnyW3NI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Tu1ybrcCYcA/s200/Jenny+Zhu%27s+18th+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RmGO2HyW3KI/AAAAAAAAAPc/2cLu7RYxu6I/s1600-h/Jenny+Zhu"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071491715850230946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RmGO2HyW3KI/AAAAAAAAAPc/2cLu7RYxu6I/s200/Jenny+Zhu%27s+18th+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RmGPOXyW3MI/AAAAAAAAAPs/hGbUyIaGiSg/s1600-h/Jenny+Zhu"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071492132462058690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RmGPOXyW3MI/AAAAAAAAAPs/hGbUyIaGiSg/s200/Jenny+Zhu%27s+18th+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2nd june: i overslept but thank god van winky woke me up and i quickly rushed to westfield, bought KFC and GOT DRIVEN BACK by lydia hahaaha. I can't remember what happened but i haven't even finished eating my meal, i turned around to see ani PACKING MY STUFF ON MY TABLE, arranging it AT A CERTAIN ANGLE in proportion cos she was trying to plug in her external drive. I went to sleep for a while cos i was tired from the night before, i love it how i can just go to bed and not worry abt others outside cos they can handle being out there on their own =) even though i've nv actually WENT TO BED while my friends are in my house. There's a first time for everything ahhaaahaa. Anyway we watched Princess Diaries then they went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-280507941853319063?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/280507941853319063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=280507941853319063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/280507941853319063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/280507941853319063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/06/25th-3rd-june.html' title='25th-3rd june'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RmGN8nyW3HI/AAAAAAAAAPE/wkYpvCyPn3M/s72-c/may+26th+2007+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-1612635492357117497</id><published>2007-05-24T20:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T20:45:56.045+10:00</updated><title type='text'>24th may</title><content type='html'>yesterday was just SO BAD. I was doing the WORST and most CLUELESS assignment, it was that stupid cultural spanish essay. It is so stupid cos they asked us to watch three films and write about how the culture is presented in the lectures, WHICH i haven't been attending. But they were lik&lt;br /&gt;You can't write about the person&lt;br /&gt;You can't write about the film&lt;br /&gt;You can't write about the country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN WHAT DO WE WRITE ABOUT MAN! ffffff, seriously at 200 words i was like...i can't write this shit anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr my multi presentation and intro essay is due, fuck man. After tmr i am going to be happy and free till the friday after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i came home and watched the last ep of heroes, man it was so touching that i cried. &lt;br /&gt;Later on, i thought i'd have a 45min rest, but JUST WHEN I SAT DOWN after switching off the lights in my living room, the phone rang saying i have visitors coming to view my apartment becos the apartment they plan to buy can't be opened...so im literally opening my door to strangers who was this asian family turning on the lights, going out to the balcony and everything....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-1612635492357117497?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/1612635492357117497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=1612635492357117497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1612635492357117497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1612635492357117497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/05/24th-may.html' title='24th may'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-2054172461836477047</id><published>2007-05-21T23:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T00:05:02.913+10:00</updated><title type='text'>21st mond</title><content type='html'>only had 3hours of sleep last night cos i stayed up watching those michael &amp; sara love ballad vids =) it was soo nice, though it kinda ruined the moment when i saw one of the songs was keith urban -.-&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to go to uni to meet my grp for our multi presentation work. Sheesh only hanan and i turned up. Anyway left uni and caught the bus JUST in time if not i'd have to wait half an hour. Dropped off outside video ezy, managed to find a few spanish videos but i couldn't rent it cos i wasn't a member, and i had to go ALL THE WAY HOME, ransack my parents' room to find my passport, AND a letter which shows my address.   So went back and signed up and got the thing. I love the way caucasian guys say my name, it sounds sooo nice   =)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah when i came home i felt so tired but i just chilled, cooked dinner, watched tv and then here i am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-2054172461836477047?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/2054172461836477047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=2054172461836477047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2054172461836477047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2054172461836477047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/05/21st-mond.html' title='21st mond'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-2327287079925688983</id><published>2007-05-20T00:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T02:38:38.309+10:00</updated><title type='text'>may 20th</title><content type='html'>hmmm been bludging for a while, and now's the time to panic and finish 3 assessments all at once. Firstly i'm highly stressed finding spanish videos for my essay and im gonna have to walk 10 million miles to video ezy...if i remember correctly where it is...&lt;br /&gt;secondly, my fucking intro essay, i failed by 0.5% . seriously what is wrong with these markers.&lt;br /&gt;And lastly i am really annoyed with this person who is so random and i just feel like hitting him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like posting a pic of the husband and wife but then.......hmmmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rk8SmHyW3FI/AAAAAAAAAO0/DOFn0bRBou4/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066288551949687890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rk8SmHyW3FI/AAAAAAAAAO0/DOFn0bRBou4/s320/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went to burwood lib to hopefully find dvds for spanish but no luck, instead i found this video and it says Singapore And Malaysia. fuck off man how dare they put those two words together, i should've gone to the librarian and start explaining the history of how we separated on Aug 9, 1965. Anyway eddie signed up to be a burwood library member, woo hoo (in Beanman's way). Imagine ani lay being a cheerleader, HAHAAHA. like those really annoying enthusiastic ones.&lt;br /&gt;cbb to walk to blockbuster so we went to coles and bought that...schweppes drink, went back to my house and just..............yeah. eddie i still haven't taken out the braids, and its 2.33am now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-2327287079925688983?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/2327287079925688983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=2327287079925688983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2327287079925688983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2327287079925688983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/05/may-20th.html' title='may 20th'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rk8SmHyW3FI/AAAAAAAAAO0/DOFn0bRBou4/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-8304807000888883049</id><published>2007-05-17T20:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T20:20:27.893+10:00</updated><title type='text'>may 17th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RkwsYXyW3EI/AAAAAAAAAOs/1ou5AKyZ3nA/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065472478098676802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RkwsYXyW3EI/AAAAAAAAAOs/1ou5AKyZ3nA/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its strange that now everytime i see a weird person especially in uni, or mostly in uni, i immediately think that they may be a school-shooter so i always make sure i try not to do anything to indirectly offend them or whatever u call it cos im paranoid that they may end up shooting ppl in the uni the next day or in future, like that mr green dot, for a moment i really thought he came in to shoot everyone, and it didn't help when monica said "I've nv seen him before in this course" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went to spanish which was so retarded cos we did almost nothing.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-8304807000888883049?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/8304807000888883049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=8304807000888883049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/8304807000888883049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/8304807000888883049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/05/may-17th.html' title='may 17th'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RkwsYXyW3EI/AAAAAAAAAOs/1ou5AKyZ3nA/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-1326876039872742687</id><published>2007-05-16T18:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T19:47:25.068+10:00</updated><title type='text'>spiderman 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;monday&lt;/em&gt; went to usyd, was late so i missed the train which was delayed for 10mins, met the leader at redfern station then we walked in a hurry to the lecture. So yeah the lect was the same thing, with the lecturer shouting at us to keep quiet. There was this dude in there whom we call "mr green dot" his hair is just SO RIDICULOUS and clearly he's gay from the way he flicked it. Anyway went to the fisher library with monica cos she had to re-type her essay. Then walked to wentworth to pass neha her present, walked back to pass monica her present, walked to the bus stop to go city to meet the egg.&lt;br /&gt;We went to eat at this singaporean/malaysian/thai or whatever restaurant, ani and i went to go and find the toilet and we looked SO lost, till this dude who had a strong singaporean/malaysian accent told us its behind, and the whole area looked like a wardrobe -.-&lt;br /&gt;And when ani went in first, i just stood outside and the WHOLE atmosphere made me feel i was in a closet playing 7 Minutes in Heaven.............................. with toilets oppposite me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tuesday&lt;/em&gt; went to uni for the stupid abo tut and went finding info for essay. Bumped into eddie and waited for the others to come for ages -.- to watch spiderman. Even though it was a bit draggy i still liked it, and he looked so hot IN SOME SCENES as a bad boy =D . yes and topher grace just wasn't nice when he became evil -.- . He shud just stick to that 70s show. Anyway yeah made fun of ani lay as usual then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot to mention, when i was walking up, this big golden retriever was standing outside CANTON NOODLE HOUSE and the leash wasn't attached to anything, gosh i hate these stupid owners who don't treat their animals properly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-1326876039872742687?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/1326876039872742687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=1326876039872742687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1326876039872742687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1326876039872742687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/05/spiderman-3.html' title='spiderman 3'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-4411158718522378616</id><published>2007-05-13T03:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T03:31:05.006+10:00</updated><title type='text'>13th may</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RkX27_gbe2I/AAAAAAAAAOk/Zwd1NSeb_yM/s1600-h/Petrellis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063724866568158050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RkX27_gbe2I/AAAAAAAAAOk/Zwd1NSeb_yM/s320/Petrellis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok nothing much happened during the week. Parents left this morning and now i'm home alone. duno how or what to feel, just have mixed feelings about it. Anyway i got out of bed at like 4 or something cos i stayed up watching the David Letterman show and Queer Eye. Was so cbb to cook dinner so i just went out to buy maccas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-4411158718522378616?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/4411158718522378616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=4411158718522378616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4411158718522378616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4411158718522378616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/05/13th-may.html' title='13th may'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RkX27_gbe2I/AAAAAAAAAOk/Zwd1NSeb_yM/s72-c/Petrellis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-6936207825082844746</id><published>2007-05-06T16:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T22:32:34.315+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hanging out</title><content type='html'>went to watch becoming jane with ani nicole and alysstha. it was good but ppl kept talking and as usual i got very annoyed by it. Walked around westfield then sat and chatted till we went to di's house.&lt;br /&gt;eddie has some psychotic friend in uni who keeps asking her stuff she doesn't wanna say. and i was saying how even the bestest of friends shud not ask......then she said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/ calvin kwan is sexy, BUT NOT AS SEXY AS edelweiss CHOCOLATE LOVE the sweet potato says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BUT THATS THE BESTEST OF FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/ calvin kwan is sexy, BUT NOT AS SEXY AS edelweiss CHOCOLATE LOVE the sweet potato says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this is some freak who i dont know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA!!!! i duno why i found it funny.  but yeah recently im really annoyed with people who just say things or concern themselves with things thay DON'T MAKE SENSE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot to blog about something, during spiderman we were having this discussion about what type of girls .... likes and every single characteristic we made, it would always point back to ani. And the way ani just suddenly moved to our sofa was, or could be a sign for the new love =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-6936207825082844746?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/6936207825082844746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=6936207825082844746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/6936207825082844746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/6936207825082844746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/05/hanging-out.html' title='hanging out'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-6236409720414929906</id><published>2007-04-30T23:50:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T15:42:45.659+10:00</updated><title type='text'>tiff's party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rj68K_gbe1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/v4qUasrpGWw/s1600-h/minette+connie+ani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061689928243182418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rj68K_gbe1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/v4qUasrpGWw/s200/minette+connie+ani.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rj68Gvgbe0I/AAAAAAAAAOU/QX8tBvs6xI4/s1600-h/IMG_1303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061689855228738370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rj68Gvgbe0I/AAAAAAAAAOU/QX8tBvs6xI4/s200/IMG_1303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rj68B_gbezI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KNMxdECZbRk/s1600-h/chani+vA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061689773624359730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rj68B_gbezI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KNMxdECZbRk/s200/chani+vA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rj678vgbeyI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ueQF-Kcyg3w/s1600-h/edelweiss+ray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061689683430046498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rj678vgbeyI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ueQF-Kcyg3w/s200/edelweiss+ray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went to tiff's party. When i was walking out of the door my mother was like asking me in such a stern way where im going and what i'm doing and stuff -.-!!!. Anyway went to coles to freaking buy absolut cut but they didn't have it, i ended up buying smirnoff lime. Reached there really early but we got to eat the chips, gosh her house is so nicee man!!&lt;br /&gt;Soon more ppl came and we just sat and drank till whenever. Its so hmmmmmm that everytime the egg and i would move somewhere to sit by ourselves, ppl end up coming and invading our spots hahahaa. So we eventually gave up. I was really happy though when i went to the pile of drinks soaked in ice, i saw the absolut cut, grabbed it and immediately opened it :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;okay i am not going to blog about what one incident happened but all i can say is thanks lydia and chantelle for helping me, i really appreciate it -.- =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ani's parents came, and yeah we all said goodbyes and when ray hugged ani it just looked so funny cos of their major height differences HAAHAHAHAHA. And the fact that he leaned flat on ani's car is just, i seriously admire ani's parents for being so cool with it, i think my parents (and nicole -.-) would've just honked the car and embarrass me. Yeah and we left almost on the dot, 12.01am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went home, i seriously felt a bit dizzy, and i was so tired, i laid on the floor and mymum asked me, what have u been doing? have u been drinking? I WAS SO SCARED to answer that so i became really alert after tt and ran to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went to usyd to meet , or supposedly meet chantelle but she ended up not coming cos she had no transport -.- Seriously man i think i walked that whole construction area just trying to find the stupid carslaw lect, and no one replied my msgs/returned my calls -.-. I had to spot divya in her burberry scarf -.- yeah then when monica and i finally found each other in the lect, we were so excited hugging and everything, i think everyone who saw us were like = crazy psychos becos "we would have been seeing each other everyday in uni seeing pharmacy is so course-specific". Yes the lecturer kept shouting for us to keep quiet, stop -.-, i think she was referring to me at one point heheheheeh. Went to some place for divya and monica to have lunch then headed to michitaro with lydia and ani. After tt, visited eddie at wellbeing then headed home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-6236409720414929906?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/6236409720414929906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=6236409720414929906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/6236409720414929906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/6236409720414929906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/04/tiffs-party.html' title='tiff&apos;s party'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rj68K_gbe1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/v4qUasrpGWw/s72-c/minette+connie+ani.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-4601688574848875489</id><published>2007-04-26T15:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T15:59:15.291+10:00</updated><title type='text'>week 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RjA_pPgbeuI/AAAAAAAAANk/ldvz9tFjJyg/s1600-h/image14.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057612359306803938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RjA_pPgbeuI/AAAAAAAAANk/ldvz9tFjJyg/s400/image14.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RjA_YvgbetI/AAAAAAAAANc/OeAI1yOSrLA/s1600-h/image14.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this week is supposed to be my uni break but seeing my course is so fucked up, i have multi and intro this week. Was planning to skip monday's lect but then i thought what if they are giving back the assignment then, so i got out of bed to turn on my computer WHICH I JUST SWITCHED OFF, and yes -.- the webct said they are giving it out during the lecture TSKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK. quickly msged olivia and yeah we both decided to go -.-&lt;br /&gt;Duno what's wrong but i feel lik im jinxed with this assignment, i woke up at 8.30 when my lesson is at9. tsk, late to hand in assignment, and late to collect it too . so yeah i jumped out and quickly asked my mum to fetch me there. Anyway i passed and im happy with it seeing it was a finished-last-night assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was pouring like hell, thank god i had an umbrella but i was so cbb to take it out so i walked in the rain. Intro lects are getting interesting cos we have that indian lecturer and she's so prepared with nice powerpoints. Anyway we sat there waiting for her for half an hour, and JUST when we were about to stand up and leave, she came running in. TSKKKKKKKK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The canteen and everything was closed so we just went to BURWOOD :D:D:D to eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-4601688574848875489?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/4601688574848875489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=4601688574848875489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4601688574848875489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4601688574848875489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/04/week-9.html' title='week 9'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RjA_pPgbeuI/AAAAAAAAANk/ldvz9tFjJyg/s72-c/image14.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-7334328916402102647</id><published>2007-04-21T15:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T15:59:13.092+10:00</updated><title type='text'>a week</title><content type='html'>i din realise its been a week since i blogged. Anyway tuesday went to liverpool westfield after the abo tut, quite nice the place. Decided to skip my spanish lect cos she hardly does anything there apart from playing stupid mexico videos. Wednesday i went to the lib and just sat there, attempted to do my work while msn-ing, skipped the stupid abo lect. Thurs as well tried to find a seat, and now i know the ones at the very end are good cos the librarians nv walk ard there to check what we do.&lt;br /&gt;Friday had the day off so went to unsw with the lamecrew. We joked abt ani being the king of the world with the secret affair that takes place every night with eddie's brother staring at her from every different angle when she's .....bringing a new life into the world. went to the micro lect which ended half an hour early, headed to the malaysian place which wasn't there so we ended up eating some jap place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-7334328916402102647?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/7334328916402102647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=7334328916402102647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7334328916402102647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7334328916402102647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/04/week.html' title='a week'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-5848921271902691415</id><published>2007-04-15T22:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T22:56:53.055+10:00</updated><title type='text'>easter show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RiIgoZ8v1JI/AAAAAAAAANM/jjNSh3wT3pI/s1600-h/easter+show+2007+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053637610395653266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RiIgoZ8v1JI/AAAAAAAAANM/jjNSh3wT3pI/s200/easter+show+2007+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tourist ani with a map&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RiIgX58v1II/AAAAAAAAANE/17iVyZljzQg/s1600-h/easter+show+2007+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053637326927811714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RiIgX58v1II/AAAAAAAAANE/17iVyZljzQg/s200/easter+show+2007+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; went to the easter show with nicole and ani. Felt quite weird standing at the station cos everyone around me were either kids or just young teens. Anyway yeah got out of the station and they were making an announcement on how those who are gg to the rain concert turn left or something =((. anyway yeah we walked ard and stuff, din wanna sit on the rides cos i was scared. TSK nicole said she wanted a halo but she pronounced it as harlow -.-!!!!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RiIg8J8v1KI/AAAAAAAAANU/BFF8_hvasBM/s1600-h/easter+show+2007+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053637949698069666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RiIg8J8v1KI/AAAAAAAAANU/BFF8_hvasBM/s200/easter+show+2007+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YEEER ani and i bought our patrick toy! mmmm and we spent our money on games, ani got a toy which she din want, and i got some stupid bands... -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-5848921271902691415?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/5848921271902691415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=5848921271902691415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/5848921271902691415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/5848921271902691415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter-show.html' title='easter show'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RiIgoZ8v1JI/AAAAAAAAANM/jjNSh3wT3pI/s72-c/easter+show+2007+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-4687614707834579262</id><published>2007-04-11T01:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T13:57:30.980+10:00</updated><title type='text'>joyce's 20th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rhu3KZ8v1FI/AAAAAAAAAMs/R1QFZrFB60A/s1600-h/eddie+vA+ani+nicole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051832796418397266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rhu3KZ8v1FI/AAAAAAAAAMs/R1QFZrFB60A/s320/eddie+vA+ani+nicole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rhu1iJ8v0_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/4kUqdjD3pG0/s1600-h/Devil"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051831005417034738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rhu1iJ8v0_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/4kUqdjD3pG0/s200/Devil%27s+delight+chocolate+pancake.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;div&gt;ALL MY FUCKING ASSESSMENTS ARE DONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! was practicalling falling asleep in the abo tut and intro lecture. lunch i think i laughed a lot becos i had major hearing problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rhu2Ep8v1BI/AAAAAAAAAMM/-GzQFXqoYQY/s1600-h/eddie+vA+nicole+leee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051831598122521618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rhu2Ep8v1BI/AAAAAAAAAMM/-GzQFXqoYQY/s200/eddie+vA+nicole+leee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay man! what a good way to celebrate it at joyce's thingooooo. Yes joyce 20 isn't a big deal, but when it comes to my turn i'd be like -.- .. Anyway had one of the best times there at pancakes on ze rocks. Took like 10 million pics with ppl. Got to circular quay and yes, ANI DID NOT lead the way cos she "doesn't know anything". &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rhu2Up8v1CI/AAAAAAAAAMU/qE2uDfdQ3as/s1600-h/LOOK+AT+EDDIE"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051831873000428578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rhu2Up8v1CI/AAAAAAAAAMU/qE2uDfdQ3as/s200/LOOK+AT+EDDIE%27S+FACE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah got there and sat and waited 10million years for the others to arrive. If i may say so, i was really annoyed for the first 45mins cos..........just.......didn't speak english and i just sat there like some idiot. Yes ani felt that way too, our roles were switched :S. yeah i ordered my chicken caesar salad which was good, but&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rhu2vJ8v1DI/AAAAAAAAAMc/_OtMr3vwcbM/s1600-h/we+love+raising+our+hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051832328266961970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rhu2vJ8v1DI/AAAAAAAAAMc/_OtMr3vwcbM/s200/we+love+raising+our+hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i stll prefered the one nicole and i made, cos it was made with love AND A LOT OF HARD WORK heeheeeee. Yeah we laughed a lot about ani as usual. I wish everyday could be like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rh2te58v1GI/AAAAAAAAAM0/zg1K36UfxUw/s1600-h/wire-coiled+piano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052385103442859106" style="WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" height="189" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rh2te58v1GI/AAAAAAAAAM0/zg1K36UfxUw/s320/wire-coiled+piano.jpg" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rh2ttJ8v1HI/AAAAAAAAAM8/3Nn-YLgsgH4/s1600-h/joyce+and+eddie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052385348255994994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rh2ttJ8v1HI/AAAAAAAAAM8/3Nn-YLgsgH4/s200/joyce+and+eddie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051831310359712770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rhu1z58v1AI/AAAAAAAAAME/t2l6UVUT4aY/s200/eddie+nicole+vA+ani.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i love the lamecrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-4687614707834579262?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/4687614707834579262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=4687614707834579262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4687614707834579262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4687614707834579262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/04/joyces-20th.html' title='joyce&apos;s 20th'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rhu3KZ8v1FI/AAAAAAAAAMs/R1QFZrFB60A/s72-c/eddie+vA+ani+nicole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-953151882857033149</id><published>2007-04-07T23:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T23:54:58.267+10:00</updated><title type='text'>easter</title><content type='html'>went over to hurtsville on friday. Saw ray on the train and just talked to him till redfern. I really hate australian trains and how they're always late GOSH. Anyway then nicole picked me up in the freezing weather and we went to greater union to buy the mr bean tickets. Got back to her place and made the pasta + caesar salad WHICH WAS really yummyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;tsk while eating we watched this stupid HK show, i asked nicole what his name was cos his chinese name was flashd on the screen, AND THE LAST THING i expected her to say was AMIGO in the honkiest way ever -.-&lt;br /&gt;then she told me how there was this gir who was hanging in the air and her pants came off when it was clipped onto something, i think i felt like i needed to lie flat in order to laugh properly.&lt;br /&gt;Went to her room to watch army daze -.-  man, haven't watched it in years. Mr bean was sucha stupid movie. Anyway went to eddie's house -.-  ....  mmm.&lt;br /&gt;then went back to nic's house to watch Eight Below.  I love seeing ppl scream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-953151882857033149?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/953151882857033149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=953151882857033149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/953151882857033149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/953151882857033149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter.html' title='easter'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-4644229395872094200</id><published>2007-04-05T20:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T23:46:02.250+10:00</updated><title type='text'>april 5</title><content type='html'>stayed up doing the abo essay again, till like 5.30. I set my 5 alarm clocks and placed them at different sides of the room FAR AWAY from my bed, man i didn't want what happened on friday to take place again!. yeah so called emma and made sure she printed and put it in her bag and stuff. Woke up at 10 again to meet nikki to go to UNSW. I love her monday lectures, always so interesting unlike mine -.- .&lt;br /&gt;im glad next week my multi AND spanish thingos are online, but then again its more work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-4644229395872094200?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/4644229395872094200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=4644229395872094200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4644229395872094200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4644229395872094200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/04/april-5.html' title='april 5'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-1385357388063933514</id><published>2007-04-01T14:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T16:14:15.931+10:00</updated><title type='text'>lamecrew's first gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rg8xkRlhsAI/AAAAAAAAAL0/CugPkENYKXs/s1600-h/wrapped+with+orange+ball+love.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048308206571466754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rg8xkRlhsAI/AAAAAAAAAL0/CugPkENYKXs/s200/wrapped+with+orange+ball+love.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nicole eddie ani and alyssa came over, its our lamecrew's first gathering :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rg8xAhlhr8I/AAAAAAAAALU/Jwi7d16SsNc/s1600-h/ani+nicole+alyssa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048307592391143362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rg8xAhlhr8I/AAAAAAAAALU/Jwi7d16SsNc/s200/ani+nicole+alyssa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anyway yeah we went to eat sushi train, went to buy our strawberries and chocolate to make it. errrrrrr went home and nicole tried to do the ringtone song for me, ze song is sooour nice :D &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rg8xKxlhr9I/AAAAAAAAALc/wWAftApRl-Y/s1600-h/CIMG4925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048307768484802514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rg8xKxlhr9I/AAAAAAAAALc/wWAftApRl-Y/s200/CIMG4925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ani the egg came over and tried learning to play the Wherever you will go song which sounded 10 times nicer than on skype -.- . My fingers were hurting man so i had to wear the yellow gloves :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we watched a bit of wang lee hom concert but it got boring cos his dancing is just gay to the max. But he's still so hot. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rg8xchlhr_I/AAAAAAAAALs/y0cf3D1epUY/s1600-h/nicole+eddie+vA+alyssa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048308073427480562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rg8xchlhr_I/AAAAAAAAALs/y0cf3D1epUY/s200/nicole+eddie+vA+alyssa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eddie finally came then we had such a hard time deciding what to eat, we eventually ate at Palm breeze. We made our strawberry chocolate thing, everyone just ended up dipping it rather than fridging it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048307910218723298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rg8xTBlhr-I/AAAAAAAAALk/XgMew7_UQbA/s200/great+toy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We made a video of ani's 'wedding' , of her marching down the aisle, but she ran off and nicole was like ani's a runaway bride! HAAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it was really funny becos the chocolate bunny i bought for ani, we ended up melting it but before that ani was using the knife to kill it and in contrast, the song How to save a life by the fray was being played!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we started painting our nails and nicole's one was multicoloured, i think her mum must've thought WHAT THE HELL did she do for 12hours when she was away. Man i laughed so much that i was so tired by the end of the night. When we went out, ani forgot her ID so i had to go back and get it with her, plus i needed to find my jacket which i didn't. We bought midori and ani lay paid it FOR ZE FIRST TIME. "i feel liberated" hmmmmmm. Yes and we took 10 million years deciding what lemondade to buy -.- . and the freaking coles was closed so i couldn't buy my absolut cut urgh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another funny thing was i couldn't open my jelly, so i asked nikki to open it, and when she did the juice just splattered almost all over her shirt  AHAHHAHAAHA hmmmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-1385357388063933514?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/1385357388063933514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=1385357388063933514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1385357388063933514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1385357388063933514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/04/lamecrews-first-gathering.html' title='lamecrew&apos;s first gathering'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rg8xkRlhsAI/AAAAAAAAAL0/CugPkENYKXs/s72-c/wrapped+with+orange+ball+love.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-7753966085927097898</id><published>2007-03-30T20:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T20:54:34.082+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ani's 18th and rushing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RgzmBxlhr1I/AAAAAAAAAKc/fAy-ytJI_ew/s1600-h/ANI_S18TH250307021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047662200540475218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RgzmBxlhr1I/AAAAAAAAAKc/fAy-ytJI_ew/s200/ANI_S18TH250307021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RgzrJBlhr5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/Vn2EWFJwJM0/s1600-h/nicole+alyssa+vA+eddie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047667822652665746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RgzrJBlhr5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/Vn2EWFJwJM0/s200/nicole+alyssa+vA+eddie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunday was aaaaaaaaaaani lay an egg's bday. was very very good fun cos i laughed a lot about ani. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RgzmKBlhr2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/G8AXVT40Ax8/s1600-h/L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047662342274396002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RgzmKBlhr2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/G8AXVT40Ax8/s200/L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes niiiikki came and picked us up and drove us to the RSL club which was only 3mins away... hmmmm. Anyway yeah then we walked in, and it was so funny cos there was a sign that said Reservation: Annie. imagine if the guy wrote it as ani lay an egg. Yeah she opened her presents and i liked selena's one the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rgzqghlhr3I/AAAAAAAAAKs/7R25wknPp84/s1600-h/lydia+vA+eddie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047667126867963762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rgzqghlhr3I/AAAAAAAAAKs/7R25wknPp84/s200/lydia+vA+eddie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047667560659660674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rgzq5xlhr4I/AAAAAAAAAK0/vddYxpgmXbA/s200/she%27s+the+king+of+the+world.jpg" width="271" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RgzrmBlhr6I/AAAAAAAAALE/w9555qsfOdU/s1600-h/nicole+vA.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RgzsKBlhr7I/AAAAAAAAALM/3wE4ewFoCPs/s1600-h/nicole+vA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047668939344162738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RgzsKBlhr7I/AAAAAAAAALM/3wE4ewFoCPs/s200/nicole+vA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok im really distracted to blog about something else right now. My multiliteracies essay was due today, so i stayed up till 5.45am doing it, and i had to wake up at 6.30am. In the unit outline it said it has to be handed in at the beginning of the tutorial, which is my 9-11am slot. I duno what happened but &lt;strong&gt;I WOKE UP AT 11AM AND I WAS FREAKING OUT LIKE I NEVER HAD BEFORE IN MY LIFE.&lt;/strong&gt; I had all these scary wild thoughts in my head like OMG THIS IS NOT HAPPENING THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING. man i was just so shocked and prayed that it was my clock that stopped and made a mistake! and its the weekend so if the lecturer didn't accept it, i'd lose 15marks OUT OF THE 20 MARKS. Now when i look back its quite funny how i was freaking out with my hands on my head just panicking like hell and running around the house trying to do EVERYTHING AT ONCE, but at that point it really wasn't funny. Omg man, at times like that i am so glad i grew up in an environment where i had to use my critical thinking skills and TO LIE a lot. yeah also im glad im not one of those that need to do this and that in order to get ready. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i called a cab to drive me there, and the asian guy could hardly understand what i was saying. I asked him if he could do me a favour and just sign a letter lying that the car broke down on the highway. man when i got to the lecturer, THANK GOD she believed me. lemme think what i wrote, i think i said something like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;to whom this may concern, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am from taxis combined service and there was unfortunately an engine difficulty which caused Vanessa to be late. I apologise for any inconvenience caused. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like trying to write it as though it was by him, and the way he signed was like........EVEN I COULD DO IT OK.... it was just scribbled lines gone wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-7753966085927097898?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/7753966085927097898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=7753966085927097898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7753966085927097898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7753966085927097898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/03/anis-18th-and-rushing.html' title='ani&apos;s 18th and rushing'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RgzmBxlhr1I/AAAAAAAAAKc/fAy-ytJI_ew/s72-c/ANI_S18TH250307021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-5492202023461210784</id><published>2007-03-23T23:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:05:40.387+11:00</updated><title type='text'>unsw</title><content type='html'>thursday's spanish tut was finally good, surrounded with nice friendly ppl. Thank god we din do the roleplay...&lt;br /&gt;anyway today went to meet nicole ani and queky at unsw. I calculated it and it takes 28mins to go from burwood-unsw. UNLIKE FREAKING UWS. urgh. Anyway i felt so scared standing among the crowds by myself cos everyone had folders and BIG BAGS and i was the only one with nothing in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway stood there and got to gate 8 and met up with them. I think me and nicole did not stop laughing till we actually got to the food court itself.......  i don't wanna say it now but you ren shi shen jing bing de, BIG TIME MAN.   hope he doesn't take up chinese or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on, bought some chicken bbq pizza which wasn't that bad. Sat there till whenever and went to the library to see the stationery vending machine...which i thought was better but no -.-&lt;br /&gt;went to the lecture AND GOSH duno whats the problem with the air-con but we were all dying like hell.  Anyway alyssa found half a white hair strand on me and she plucked it out, so i was explaining to nicole why a strand of hair, only half of it is white because the nutrients "during the white period" is not supplied to the hair because of various reasons, and nicole was like oh so did it just stop working   -.-!!!!!!!!!!!!!   SHE MADE IT SOUND AS IF its some machine that has a timer and just switches off.&lt;br /&gt;can't really remember what else we laughed at but ....yeah...a lot......OH i rmemeber one thing else.   Selena and her bf were in front of us and i was like imagine if i went in between them and said HARLOW EXCUSE MEEEE..  and selena was eating an apple  at that point, so nicole said we shud tell them HEY THE GOD OF DEATH IN DEATH NOTE LIKES APPLES TOO!!    i think selena would be like...............................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-5492202023461210784?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/5492202023461210784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=5492202023461210784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/5492202023461210784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/5492202023461210784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/03/unsw.html' title='unsw'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-4500148218173669371</id><published>2007-03-21T23:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T00:04:36.196+11:00</updated><title type='text'>march 21st</title><content type='html'>ok sunday woke up and showered. My parents were shouting at me again. And its as usual the same old thing about my attitude. Yeah so i was crying my eyes out and my mum was like just go. -.- .&lt;br /&gt;Went to hville to meet nicole eddie, we ate at the kamasutra place ahhaa. Went back to eddie's house and watched Death note, i hate the clown man. And then yeah we watched hot chick while ani lay went back to her house to get dvds. ELEKTRA! :D love will yun lee. Oh nicole and i had the best time laughing at eddie's brother and as usual, THE EGG. Yeah eddie was asking her brother something, and he just stared at her for the longest time like that : emoticon on msn. So yeah we were practically laughing in his face man. Then eddie was dragging ani somewhere to the kitchen, ani was kicking eddie. So nicole said imagine if ani slipped on the floor, and when she falls, she'll be hitting the floor saying DAMN YOU, and the floor will be staring back at her like eddie's brother.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ok can i just say, dont make the same mistake as i did, by going into the area where coffee her dog is.................................HE IS SO FUCKING MASSIVE AND SCARY OK. Yeah so ani being in there was very funny too.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed over at nikki's and she brought jojo in my face -.- but i was too tired to react AGAIN. went to the psychology lecture with nikki, man it was so interesting compared to all of mine. the hall was so big too! Man the uni is just so big and nice compared to mine -.-. Oh the food court, we went there and showed me there was this chinese place, so i was like oh i wonder if they have singapore noodles cos there isn't such a thing -.- Walked there and it wasn't on the menu, BUT there was a sign saying, Today's special: singapore fried noodles. -.-!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Went to the ct after to eat michitaro, we laughed abt ani hopping like a vampire bunny sucking blood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-4500148218173669371?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/4500148218173669371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=4500148218173669371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4500148218173669371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4500148218173669371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/03/march-21st.html' title='march 21st'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-5199444612221960239</id><published>2007-03-17T13:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T13:23:11.982+11:00</updated><title type='text'>17th march</title><content type='html'>hmmm, spanish class was quite funny cos the tcher was saying these words and he told us to listen to his pronounciation, but when it came to the word 'deda'. He pronounced it as DE-THA. So we asked him how do u noe when to prounce the d as ddd or thhh. So yeah he kept explaining to us a different thing and everyone in the class was trying to explain to HM what WE were asking. Eventually he said its all pronounced as thhh.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I went to see divya at the amcal pharmacy and it was quite funny cos i was looking out for her at the pharmacy counter but no, she was sitting on the chair with a clipboard in her hand as if she was some 5 yr old kid waiting for her mum to finish talking.&lt;br /&gt;FRiday: woke up damn early for my multiliteracies tut, sat there with hanan and her way and attitude towards everything was like the enthusiastic way of ani's perspective towards life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next placement is in hinchinbrook...........where the fuck is that man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-5199444612221960239?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/5199444612221960239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=5199444612221960239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/5199444612221960239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/5199444612221960239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/03/17th-march.html' title='17th march'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-3602385996884403384</id><published>2007-03-14T15:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T16:04:48.465+11:00</updated><title type='text'>14th march</title><content type='html'>In the intro to children's services lecture, the lecturer was trying to mark the roll for some reason and there were all these girls behind making all the noise. So those brave enough to tell them off did and they were lik YEAH YEAH OK RELAX MAN.   Tsk im so scared of them, they're one of those that are just here for the sake of it. I sat next to this asian girl AND SHE REFUSED TO TALK man, either that or she gives one word answers.  -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway last night i was so angry becos we're all supposed to go to some pre-school for a prac work, and they just gave me the address as  50A Marlborough Street, with no suburb or anything and there were 6 marlborough streets.  sheesh and thank god someone on the discussion board said it was in smithfield.  Yeah went there and i was an hour early -.-   everyone there said they thought it was gonna be further than expected.  I hate going to these places.  OMG and that weird asian girl was in my grp, tskkkk.&lt;br /&gt;Every day that passes by i think abt the assignments due and i get so annoyed AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NICOLE I SAW THAT BIRD AGAIN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in burwood park this time.   So cuteeeee its eyes were so angelic  :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-3602385996884403384?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/3602385996884403384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=3602385996884403384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3602385996884403384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3602385996884403384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/03/14th-march.html' title='14th march'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-2295679856437936601</id><published>2007-03-12T22:49:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T23:10:47.870+11:00</updated><title type='text'>alyssa's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RfU_gxJac5I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/R8Tq4Uw-2BE/s1600-h/coach+wallet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041005190092321682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RfU_gxJac5I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/R8Tq4Uw-2BE/s320/coach+wallet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RfU_VhJac4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/9rK6LO3k0Qw/s1600-h/coach+bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041004996818793346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RfU_VhJac4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/9rK6LO3k0Qw/s320/coach+bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;man went out for alyssa's birthday to ct. Saw these lovely bags there which costs $199. hmmmm and i can't seem to find it anywhere on the net. Yeah i duno why im suddenly into all these kinda bags now. I love it when there's those buckles and clips and pockets or whatever in front of it, loooks nicer than a plain one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ani lay bought her country road bag! Damn it they didn't have the grey striped one, but yes ani i think u SO SUITED the baby pink one :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the wallet, the soft leather felt so smooooooooourrrrth :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-2295679856437936601?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/2295679856437936601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=2295679856437936601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2295679856437936601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2295679856437936601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/03/alyssas-birthday.html' title='alyssa&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RfU_gxJac5I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/R8Tq4Uw-2BE/s72-c/coach+wallet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-1803538800056575924</id><published>2007-03-09T14:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T14:35:21.381+11:00</updated><title type='text'>9th march</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;the morning was quite unexpected. I walked into the train and there were station guards checking the tickets, i panicked quite a lot cos i wasn't supposed to pay student price, but thank god they went away. Got to the library and found out the information literacy session was cancelled due to the breakdown of the system. TSKKKK stupid man. Went to spanish tutorial and we had to go round the classroom asking for each other's nationalities and ages. There was no spanish translation for singaporean =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into hannah again. I swear the sign boards are so stupid, i walked in there and it said Lecture room 13-18 AND IT HAD AN ARROW POINTING DOWN, so i went downstairs and it was nothing but a garden -.- stupid piece of shit. Yeah met new nice ppl there, and we had to do this presentation and choose a simpson character, so we did homer and had to draw out his face. I bet all these things they are doing are just to get us to interact with other ppl with a little bit of relevance to the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum picked me up and we went to westfield to eat. man i really appreciate being picked up 10 times more than before. went to k-mart and bought The Aristocats :)) din watch it since i was young. Saw the lady and the tramp dvd and the eyes of the dogs were so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDDIE CHAN HAVE U WATCHED IT BEFORE?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RfDV6K62qDI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iiOpiTPVlCI/s1600-h/lady_and_the_tramp_wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039763178367920178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RfDV6K62qDI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iiOpiTPVlCI/s400/lady_and_the_tramp_wallpaper.jpg" 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/8422762-1803538800056575924?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/1803538800056575924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=1803538800056575924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1803538800056575924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1803538800056575924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/03/9th-march.html' title='9th march'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RfDV6K62qDI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iiOpiTPVlCI/s72-c/lady_and_the_tramp_wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-7522677004467640823</id><published>2007-03-07T15:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T15:10:16.284+11:00</updated><title type='text'>7th march</title><content type='html'>i didn't finish my readings for aboriginal stuff so i had to do it on the train + bus today. But i only read one line and got so sick of it i just layed it open and didn't read anything.&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into tim while on the way there, he was on his break so i thought i could see hannah or something, but she nv came out. hmmm&lt;br /&gt;While waiting outside for my class, we were all talking and this lady said she did B.ECS last yr and like...85% of the ppl failed this class, and not many ppl passed spanish....SHIT MAN there goes my hope for transferring...........&lt;br /&gt;I was reading this book and it said that in singapore there are 2.8million ppl.  76.4% are chinese, 14.9% malays, 6.4% indians and 2.3% of other ethnic groups.   I always thought there were more indians than malays.........&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hate this aboriginal stuff man, opening the book and seeing words like RECONCILIATION and THE DREAMING is like WHAT THE HELL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-7522677004467640823?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/7522677004467640823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=7522677004467640823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7522677004467640823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7522677004467640823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/03/7th-march.html' title='7th march'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-8363155533052809378</id><published>2007-03-06T19:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T20:20:26.428+11:00</updated><title type='text'>march 06</title><content type='html'>I really hate travelling to uni for almost 2hours everyday, it sucks man. Got there and there was loud music blasting through the whole uni. I think it was another of those o-week events. Waited till our lecture started which was so so so boring. LECTURES ARE SO BORING. i wish i went to someone else's for a change.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah rebecca and i just walked ard to see the stalls, and there was a chinese society club -.-&lt;br /&gt; I remember the dude standing there who approached me during the international orientation ASKING ME TO JOIN IT, i just said no im filipino.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway then we walked and waited outside this room to get our free student diaries, soon i was surrounded by all these asians waiting to go into their next class, and i was wondering what course it is that would be ALL asian. Then i realised it probably was those taking the Background Speakers Chinese seeing they all spoke like one................&lt;br /&gt;While we were sitting outside eating, this first yr student came up to us and asked us where building 7 is....she probably thought we were 2nd or 3rd yr students cos we sort of looked it ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;After rebecca left i  sat outside to try and do my spanish hmwk, this bird came flying from the sky and landed on my table IN FRONT of me, and i think it wanted food cos it just pecked at all the rubbish. It had the sweetest face and eyes though :)) this is the closest i've been with a bird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-8363155533052809378?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/8363155533052809378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=8363155533052809378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/8363155533052809378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/8363155533052809378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/03/march-06.html' title='march 06'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-97123506510561739</id><published>2007-03-05T20:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T22:19:04.549+11:00</updated><title type='text'>usyd</title><content type='html'>i had a really bad nightmare last night, i dreamt that i was pregnant and that i absolutely didn't know what to do about it. I was at a long rectangular table, sitting at the very end just being really distraught about it. Thinking to myself how i didn't think i would be thinking about what to do cos i told myself i'll nv get myself in these situations. In some dreams it just feels &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; real and that my whole world was falling apart. When i woke up at 6.30, i was like AM I STILL PREGNANT . which im not. I remember there was a period in yr 11 when i actually had a bit of a scare cos i missed my period for 3months, and at the ending of that 3rd month i got more and more worried everyday, i had all these wild thoughts on the DIFFERENT possibilities of how i might have been. Now tt i look back it is so crazy and lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yeah then went to uws, sat on the bus with winnie while all these scary big leb school boys. I don't understand why they act like that when it is completely &lt;em&gt;un&lt;/em&gt;attractive. Anyway got to the lecture and found rebecca, i duno why but when she told me she watched The Holiday with her guy friend, i started laughing for no apparent reason. Yeah the lecture was boring as usual, i always tune out to everything.&lt;br /&gt;During our 10min break we went to the spanish class and tried to get our student diaries but there was a class in there again, bumped into hannah :)) i just had a feeling that the ppl waiting outside were nursing students, and it was!&lt;br /&gt;After class, natalie and i signed up for our "information literacy session" -.-!!! tskkk.&lt;br /&gt;Can i just say walking to usyd was -.-. First i got off at redfern station, turned left like neha said, so i followed all these ppl who looked like they were gg to usyd. On the way they were handing out these pamphlets of free stuff, and i thought it'd be cool for a day if i was a usyd student so i took it, ahahahahaa. When i got there, there were all these japanese sch students TOURING the usyd campus and speaking all those stuff which i left behind in yr 12. Yeah so met up with eddie and tried to find the woolley theatre. After we met up wit chani and lydia we walked BACK to where i came from, then when we got there the co-op bookshop line was so long so we walked BACK again from where we were, and all the way to capitol............... i was SO hot and tired that by the time i got there i just wanted to eat and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so er watched ghost rider with ani and the movie wasn't great, fell asleep at one part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel so happy living in burwood.&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/8422762-97123506510561739?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/97123506510561739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=97123506510561739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/97123506510561739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/97123506510561739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/03/usyd.html' title='usyd'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-3069038614687244927</id><published>2007-03-03T16:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T17:57:40.526+11:00</updated><title type='text'>heroes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RepsyxtNWFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Myjb2cT4UnA/s1600-h/SNAG-0419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037958752759535698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RepsyxtNWFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Myjb2cT4UnA/s400/SNAG-0419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RepsbBtNWDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8nvMx1C8ZVA/s1600-h/bscap0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037958344737642546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RepsbBtNWDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8nvMx1C8ZVA/s400/bscap0132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RepshRtNWEI/AAAAAAAAAJI/iOn57RSuGZ0/s1600-h/bscap0152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037958452111824962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RepshRtNWEI/AAAAAAAAAJI/iOn57RSuGZ0/s400/bscap0152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/ReptuhtNWHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/aNOXwHIoVKg/s1600-h/bscap0231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037959779256719474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/ReptuhtNWHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/aNOXwHIoVKg/s400/bscap0231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RepsMRtNWCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/MxWxLxw4xjQ/s1600-h/commander02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037958091334572066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RepsMRtNWCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/MxWxLxw4xjQ/s400/commander02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/ReprahtNWBI/AAAAAAAAAIs/s7XSTDb07kk/s1600-h/HaydenPanettiere_Heroes_S01E03_HDTV_015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037957236636080146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/ReprahtNWBI/AAAAAAAAAIs/s7XSTDb07kk/s400/HaydenPanettiere_Heroes_S01E03_HDTV_015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE MATT!!&lt;/strong&gt;    don't care if he's some rapist, he's still the hot manhunt guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RepqrBtNV_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/VZCFoVFu0JM/s1600-h/heroespost1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037956420592293874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RepqrBtNV_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/VZCFoVFu0JM/s320/heroespost1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RekEthtNV6I/AAAAAAAAAHI/bnDnTuTodDw/s1600-h/heroespost1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Reps_htNWGI/AAAAAAAAAJY/QcgXqcs00X4/s1600-h/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037958971802867810" style="CURSOR: hand" height="306" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Reps_htNWGI/AAAAAAAAAJY/QcgXqcs00X4/s400/008.jpg" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love waking up late, woke up at 2.30 today and just went on the net and started searching for matt lanter pics. :D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;yeah then got ready to go to stratty and i was 15mins early -.- . I was so hot tt i went into woolies the frozen section to cool myself down, at the same time i was checking prices for foods that i would be buying when im living by myself :D which i can't wait for. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Remf3BtNV8I/AAAAAAAAAHw/jLZWcN69Wqg/s1600-h/neha+hannah+divlinglingling.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037733425890285506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Remf3BtNV8I/AAAAAAAAAHw/jLZWcN69Wqg/s200/neha+hannah+divlinglingling.jpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so we waited till everyone arrived and went to the burmese restaurant, i had char kway teow :D. finally i found a place tt has nice char kway teow thanks to frukey.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to jumbo to eat ice-cweeeeam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RemgGhtNV9I/AAAAAAAAAH4/pIj4XSQzmvE/s1600-h/Shriya"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037733692178257874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RemgGhtNV9I/AAAAAAAAAH4/pIj4XSQzmvE/s200/Shriya%27s+18th+bday+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RemgchtNV-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/6MudHO0HI7o/s1600-h/Shriya"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037734070135379938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RemgchtNV-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/6MudHO0HI7o/s200/Shriya%27s+18th+bday+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;while waiting for the train to come there were all these pigeons around the station, and I SWEAR i saw this pigeon &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SKIPPING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for five seconds, and then it stopped. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-3069038614687244927?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/3069038614687244927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=3069038614687244927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3069038614687244927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3069038614687244927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/03/heroes.html' title='heroes'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RepsyxtNWFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Myjb2cT4UnA/s72-c/SNAG-0419.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-2376879307490301927</id><published>2007-03-01T20:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T20:26:42.262+11:00</updated><title type='text'>uni</title><content type='html'>well i wouldn't exactly say i have been enjoying myself cos im not. Every single day that i come back from uws, i just keep saying i hate it i hate it i hate it. Yes so it takes me 1.5hours to travel to UWS, taking the bus with a body odour smell in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so i met a nice girl called Rebecca. Gosh its so intimidating how all these wog girls stick to their own friendship grps and refuse to socialise -.-. And ppl say asians are anti-social, dude these ppl clearly are too, they're just prettier, more fashionable and non-fobby. Anyway yeah the lectures and tutorials are so boring. OMGOSH the lecture for the aboriginal one was just the most boring piece of shit ever, u could've seen everyone was talking and not paying attention cos the lecturer (who is really funny at least) was drawing some thing on the screen. It was like what we did in yr 12, all these symbols represented different things in the aboriginal context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was quite........i went for 10-11am tutorial and then I HAD &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SEVEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HOUR BREAK TILL 6-8PM FOR MY LECTURE. I know it might sound very loser-ish, but i sat in the library and watched heroes till episode 14. But tt's what u would do if u don't wanna spend 4hours travelling back and forth, and if u duno anyone to stay with u till 6. I bumped into hannah and met her friend too. And i bumped into neha too!! :)) so nice to see her after a century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queued up at the co-op bookshop to buy my books, was talking to the girl in front of me about how i hate uws and im gonna try and transfer somewhere else. But i love one thing is that i don't have to go for lectures and tutorials every week. They organise it in such a way where some weeks the lectures are online. And for the tutorials, some are fortnightly.&lt;br /&gt;I realised after my spanish tutorial, i love knowing the words of different languages, but i fucking hate the PROCESS of learning them. I sat next to this weirdass lady.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-2376879307490301927?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/2376879307490301927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=2376879307490301927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2376879307490301927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2376879307490301927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/03/uni.html' title='uni'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-1103990259706831039</id><published>2007-02-24T22:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T20:27:37.154+11:00</updated><title type='text'>ani's bbq</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Reacfpqa7DI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XxBLm4BEZO0/s1600-h/bbq003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036885300834135090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Reacfpqa7DI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XxBLm4BEZO0/s200/bbq003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up to meet vY at tuchuzy...man it is so crap how they said 75% off but like it was practically only 20%. Anyway walked around westfield with her, jess and jade till i went home and came back to westfield to meet alyssa. While walking i heard some noise, AND I TURNED AROUND THERE WAS THIS BIG lion dance troupe behind me. I have this quite big fear of them. When i was very young, i was at my uncle's house and all i remember was suddenly there was this big lion and it just had these scary music. It also started spitting out cabbage and mandrins so i thought it was a big freaky monster. But then 10 yrs later i found out it was hired to perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway met up with alyssa to buy alchy, waited for nicole to pick us up and just yeah went there. Went to eddie's house for a lil while to see coffee. Man that is one big massive dog. Yeah nicole said imagine if it started hopping like a bunny.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so it was very amusing seeing ani lay run around being all busy and stressed out WHILE &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to have fun, she eventually calmed down. Watched heroes and phantom of opera there.&lt;br /&gt;In ani's room, i was playing the guitar imitating ani playing the guitar by herself in her room and we laughed till we cried.&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing of the night was nicole saying, imagine ani being electrocuted AHAHAHHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-1103990259706831039?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/1103990259706831039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=1103990259706831039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1103990259706831039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1103990259706831039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/02/anis-bbq.html' title='ani&apos;s bbq'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Reacfpqa7DI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XxBLm4BEZO0/s72-c/bbq003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-7027455758539488928</id><published>2007-02-22T18:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T18:48:57.079+11:00</updated><title type='text'>unsw night and beaching</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rd6aSBc78II/AAAAAAAAAFg/SqZEmunJyBg/s1600-h/ani+lay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034631067864920194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rd6aSBc78II/AAAAAAAAAFg/SqZEmunJyBg/s200/ani+lay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rd6ashc78JI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Rh8ZsKlEo30/s1600-h/ani+vA+nicole+eddie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034631523131453586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rd6ashc78JI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Rh8ZsKlEo30/s200/ani+vA+nicole+eddie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;man can i just say going to last night's acoustic night at unsw was the biggest waste of 10 bucks. Ani its all your fault why did u say it was nice. -.- anyway yeah they had 2 singers who were opening acts who sang like 5 million songs, WITH THE SAME TONE AND SAME MUSIC. Gosh we were all hating it and yeah, ani and i got fed up so she took out her iPod and we just listened to it, and we weren't the only ones doing it. We went there to see bob evans but we left before we even got to see him. The singers and the whole event was just a piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh before that i went to meet nicole for lunch at some place, and there was this mini poster thingo and it said Kamasutra and i just randomly asked if she knew what it was and she said no. -.-!!!!!!!!!!! yeah so i was like just ask ani man. HMMMM then we kept laughing that we shud ask the male waiter in that innocent voice. Eventually she found out when i wikipedia-ed it for her and she was like "yew yew yew yew yew yew, but we didn't learn this in religion..."&lt;br /&gt;TSKKKKKKKKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yeah sooour after the whole thing just went back to nikki's house and watched I not stupid the first one and i was tearing at one scene which is obvious to all those who've watched it unlike ani ...............&lt;br /&gt;...hmm...OK THE FACT THAT NICOLE'S MATTRESS IS SOFTER THAN HER BED, is already saying something...so nicole pls go get a job and buy yourself a new bed. Hmm..yeah anyway we woke up and nicole got out of bed while i kept tossing and turning in my comfortable mattress. And the next thing u noe, the second i opened my eyes, jojo was RIGHT IN FRONT of me but i was too tired and cbb to react. So yeah went to hville station and travelled to bondi beach and just sat there to tan. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rd6bABc78KI/AAAAAAAAAFw/EhyCTBe4iqY/s1600-h/vA+and+jojo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034631858138902690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rd6bABc78KI/AAAAAAAAAFw/EhyCTBe4iqY/s200/vA+and+jojo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah while talking on msn ani was like bring some entertainment guys and i was like why don't u just hire a clown and she unintentionally replied as a fob and said " i scared of clowns" HAHAHAAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fish and chips and calamari which were sooourrr good, there was a seagull with scary eyes that was circling us, maybe it likes ani and that seagull is good friends with that pigeon that stalked ani. The bus ride back was just so bad, first it was PACKED until the door and i felt so claustrophobic, then we had to move down and i was in between 2 dudes :( .&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034632463729291442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rd6bjRc78LI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Z7F9dah15OE/s200/vA+nicole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034633271183143106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rd6cSRc78MI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nn2snb7w6CY/s200/vA+annie+eddie+nicole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-7027455758539488928?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/7027455758539488928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=7027455758539488928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7027455758539488928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7027455758539488928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/02/unsw-night-and-beaching.html' title='unsw night and beaching'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rd6aSBc78II/AAAAAAAAAFg/SqZEmunJyBg/s72-c/ani+lay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-5865260620636615668</id><published>2007-02-20T21:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T21:54:50.229+11:00</updated><title type='text'>unsw</title><content type='html'>went to unsw with nicole to meet the others.   Man nicole practically showed me where the malaysian's student association is and i was like............AND THERE WAS A SINGAPORE FLAG HUNG THERE.........&lt;br /&gt;tsk i thought maybe they would have free food samples which would've been awesome but no......&lt;br /&gt;yeah alyssa said she wanted to join it so monica went up to them and asked if the malaysian and singaporean clubs were joined and they said no....thank god.....    maybe i shud've gone up to them and said we separated on august 9th 1965 for a reason...............................    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to michitaro to eat dinner and yeah just chatted till i got home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-5865260620636615668?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/5865260620636615668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=5865260620636615668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/5865260620636615668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/5865260620636615668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/02/unsw.html' title='unsw'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-2082907648387468010</id><published>2007-02-19T23:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T21:51:08.572+11:00</updated><title type='text'>penrith</title><content type='html'>went to meet eddie at westfield, walked to the engraving place to ask the dude to engrave for her, he told us it'll only take 15mins so we went to have lunch at sushi train. Came back and went to look for ray and happy birthday-ed him. And accompanied him to eat his lunch....and i had to be stuck with him while eddie gets the present...AND THE DUDE only just did it when eddie arrived there -.-    so i had to sit there with him till they finished. Saw vY and her...other friends....  errrrr yeah then met neha afterwards to buy steph's present.    &lt;br /&gt;Went to steph's place and yeah had nice food and laughed a lot. Watched so u think u can dance 2 and i was waiting for the sexyback performance to come but no it never did -.- .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck man i went all the way to penrith and sat there for 2hours during the lecture and figured i wasn't even supposed to be here.....i think quite a lot of bankstown students too........stupid brochure man they are so irritating. 4hours of travelling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-2082907648387468010?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/2082907648387468010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=2082907648387468010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2082907648387468010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2082907648387468010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/02/penrith.html' title='penrith'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-7012058184327246087</id><published>2007-02-16T21:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T12:51:04.606+11:00</updated><title type='text'>eddie's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RdZegxc78EI/AAAAAAAAAEs/1UeBTJvS1JA/s1600-h/edelweiss+18th+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032313550756638786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RdZegxc78EI/AAAAAAAAAEs/1UeBTJvS1JA/s200/edelweiss+18th+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok i haven't blogged for quite some time. Errrr went to meet joanna for lunch at dino's for the yummy mee siam then headed to town to chill.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with ning for the last time at vivo, ate long john's silver then just walked around. I didn't bring my damn glasses so we watched miss potter without it. The movie was....ok..i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flight landed and went online to do my tutorial registrations. Gosh i just talked to my dad for 5 seconds and when i turned around, the class was full. Went to bello to see others and cos jenny's leaving for melbourne. Walked around, went to queky's house, went to dinner which i was late. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RdZeqhc78FI/AAAAAAAAAE0/AjkWcJl9ZFo/s1600-h/ray+and+eddie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032313718260363346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RdZeqhc78FI/AAAAAAAAAE0/AjkWcJl9ZFo/s200/ray+and+eddie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now i know if i rush up to burwood train station, it takes 7mins. Anyway it was quite stressful cos i thought i was REALLY late....i was supposed to meet nikki at 6.30 at museum station and then it was already 6.15 when i got on the train. So i was messaging nicole telling her i was late, and she told me "yeah i think im gonna be late too, ani is already at museum station" i just had to laugh to myself cos i was imagining ani standing there alone BEING ALL &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PLANNED&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as she always is and talking to herself on how we suck being late. Yes i think it took us 10 millions yrs before i found nicole and damn. I hate the museum station now.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we got there and waited for others to come, which they did eventually. Had the dinner, ate the caiiiiiiiiike and had very very very nice sparkling wine :)) Eddie chan is finally 18 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RdZfURc78HI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ZoZWRq4kPHQ/s1600-h/edelweiss+18th+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032314435519901810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RdZfURc78HI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ZoZWRq4kPHQ/s200/edelweiss+18th+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032313134144811058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RdZeIhc78DI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3vmtHM7BjBY/s200/edelweiss+18th+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RdZeyxc78GI/AAAAAAAAAE8/plnIh9IneHE/s1600-h/ani+vA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032313859994284130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RdZeyxc78GI/AAAAAAAAAE8/plnIh9IneHE/s200/ani+vA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my orientation. GOSH i thought no one would know each other but seriously, i felt like i was the only one tt didn't know anyone. There are such fobs and stuff. The first part of the orientation was a lady singing some aboriginal songs and explaining to us how the land belonged to them. IT FELT LIKE YR 11 RELIGION ALL OVER AGAIN. There were all these chinese new year celebrations gosh..........WHAT THE HELL. dragons and traditional folk dances...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-7012058184327246087?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/7012058184327246087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=7012058184327246087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7012058184327246087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7012058184327246087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/02/stuff.html' title='eddie&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RdZegxc78EI/AAAAAAAAAEs/1UeBTJvS1JA/s72-c/edelweiss+18th+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-4117070753492797285</id><published>2007-02-07T04:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T04:50:46.748+11:00</updated><title type='text'>going out</title><content type='html'>ok i can hardly remember what i did. friday i went to IDP with my mum and my aunt, yeah had to fill out the visa and stuff. The visa was handled by some dude WHICH I THOUGHT FOR A MOMENT was the same dude i met at zouk, he looked 95% like him man i was freaking out a bit at first, but it wasn't him. Yeah it was quite weird that he had to ask me questions like am i pregnant -.- . And the next question he asked was "are you single" and i wasn't paying attention at that point so i was like HUHHHHHH?? , then he asked if i was divorced so i was like oh :D nono not married. hmmmmmmmmm. But the option on the thing was either Never Married, Married, Divorced, Others. Being 18 it doesn't feel anything to choose the option Never Married...but imagine 10yrs down the road...the idea of &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; married sounds so sad.... Lets just hope i won't be applying for any visas when im 28.&lt;br /&gt;Ok yeah my mum got really pissed about the visa being handled so late so she was almost telling the girl off till the director came out and handled it. I swear, sometimes im glad my mother is here cos only she can do these things. If i were her i would just say ok and walk off :\ Like i said to ning, i would win every single MTV's boiling points becos i am so...not reactive towards ppl like that. I would just pay for another one if they told me the CD was broken in the show.&lt;br /&gt;After i finished my x-ray i went to meet janna who made me wait 40minutes for her &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;. mmmm. Yeah then we just walked around and she came with me to the medical centre to do my check up. It was really funny cos i thought i was done so i left, and then they called me back to say i haven't seen the doctor yet. hmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK don't really remember what else that happened. But yes let me talk about eddie's psychotic convo me and nicole had with her. All three of us were bored so we played hangman on msn. It was eddie's turn and she was like _ _ _ _/_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _. Yeah so me and nicole kept guessing and giving letters each, but dear eddie would take 45million years to reply, so nikki and i decided to MOVE ON with the next topic. BUt eddie finally just said it was mini disc/ disc player. It was my turn and i chose some movie topic so nicole guessed. So while nicole was guessing, eddie just RANDOMLY yelled at us in a non-yelling way. This is the convo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;n i c o l e says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;vA says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ a _ _ _ / o f/ _ e _ / _ o _ _&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;/ edelweiss CHOCOLATE LOVE i miss you so much says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are you asking me if theres a K in it .. if ive already told you the answer ............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;/ edelweiss CHOCOLATE LOVE i miss you so much says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TOLD YOU SO MANY TIMES ALREADY ITS MINI DISC/PLAYER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;vA says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i am just getting scared now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;/ edelweiss CHOCOLATE LOVE i miss you so much says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MINI DISC / DISK PLAYER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;vA says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;she's having adhd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;n i c o l e says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like some psycho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;/ edelweiss CHOCOLATE LOVE i miss you so much says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MINI DISC / DISK PLAYER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;/ edelweiss CHOCOLATE LOVE i miss you so much says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MINI DISC / DISK PLAYER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;/ edelweiss CHOCOLATE LOVE i miss you so much says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MINI DISC / DISK PLAYER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;/ edelweiss CHOCOLATE LOVE i miss you so much says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MINI DISC / DISK PLAYER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;vA says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and we were over this since 10mins ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;vA says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its Encarta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n i c o l e says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;/ edelweiss CHOCOLATE LOVE i miss you so much says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are you guys still guessing the letters ............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(and this was 20minutes later after all the shouting)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway moving on, i am really so fucking annoyed abt the uni thing. too much to say so i cbb blogging. I love the smell of hypnose :D:D:D and so does joggie.  Can't believe i only have a week left here, it felt like i had forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028479699460455698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rci_pQaafRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/8niEoVoWsAI/s200/hypnose.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-4117070753492797285?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/4117070753492797285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=4117070753492797285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4117070753492797285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4117070753492797285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/02/going-out.html' title='going out'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rci_pQaafRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/8niEoVoWsAI/s72-c/hypnose.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-8068712994410091792</id><published>2007-02-01T03:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T05:04:32.925+11:00</updated><title type='text'>vivo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went to vivo with ning and janna. It was just freezing cold thereee...... wish i brought a jacket. Anyway yeah i thought i was gonna be late, but then i realised i shud've come later seeing janna seo was late. Ate at Kopitiam.....what did i eat...oh yes the chicken macaroni soup with my lemon barley dwwwwink :D Its so wonderful to buy all these under $5.&lt;br /&gt;We watched Bobby...it is just so boring until the last 10mins of the film where everybody it injured and dead. I sound so sadistic but hmm tt was seriously the only suspense in the film.&lt;br /&gt;I bought four cheesy hotdogs....they are so nice! like the ones i only got to eat at rozanne's house.&lt;br /&gt;I finished it before the second commercial started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love swimming and tanning at my place, so empty and i feel like i have the whole place to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-8068712994410091792?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/8068712994410091792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=8068712994410091792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/8068712994410091792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/8068712994410091792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/02/vivo.html' title='vivo'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-8112540705173064036</id><published>2007-01-30T01:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T02:00:14.364+11:00</updated><title type='text'>dinner with janna and ashfield</title><content type='html'>went to newton station to top up my ezylink card. Now i have sufficient money to go around, unlike my 88cents left. Then took a bus and walked all the way to the bus opp SMSS...hmmmmmm....looking at the sch again is like reliving the old days man....suddenly i felt like i didn't have good memories from there...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yeah i rushed to holland v only to find myself waiting for 32mins for janna to arrive... if she was 10 more mins late, i would've just left and went home. Went to swensen's and she took forever to decide on what to eat. Ashfield joined us later. She was telling us the story on some fat lebanese guy trying to hit on her friend and i just laughed and laughed and laughed non-stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-8112540705173064036?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/8112540705173064036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=8112540705173064036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/8112540705173064036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/8112540705173064036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/01/dinner-with-janna-and-ashfield.html' title='dinner with janna and ashfield'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-1625667810361551957</id><published>2007-01-29T00:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T01:16:27.390+11:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday jan 28th</title><content type='html'>i had another big fight with my mother abt something so ridiculous, but yeah everything's fine between us now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and dad's back. Janna and vY are here....vY's probably sentosa-ing now with her family.&lt;br /&gt;Dear lovely janna called me at 9.23am and thought "is that considered early?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEEEEEEESSSSSSSS?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My offer letter and admissions letter and the international package thing all came TODAY....&lt;br /&gt;how stupid man, imagine if i waited for this, and only started applying for my VISAs and everything i wouldn't have been able to book my flight for 13th....i think i would be missing my first few days of uni man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;went to SICC the chinese restaurant for dinner......the damn peking duck is awesome man&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/8422762-1625667810361551957?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/1625667810361551957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=1625667810361551957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1625667810361551957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1625667810361551957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/01/sunday-jan-28th.html' title='sunday jan 28th'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-2744674470125990605</id><published>2007-01-25T18:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T19:32:01.745+11:00</updated><title type='text'>alyssa's last day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RbhceMbbsKI/AAAAAAAAADk/Eh92mvZUcHE/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023867058133905570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RbhceMbbsKI/AAAAAAAAADk/Eh92mvZUcHE/s200/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RbhcncbbsLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/GDsIJQ6QWVs/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023867217047695538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RbhcncbbsLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/GDsIJQ6QWVs/s200/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RbhcUsbbsII/AAAAAAAAADU/Y3eH3wxLH_k/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023866894925148290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RbhcUsbbsII/AAAAAAAAADU/Y3eH3wxLH_k/s200/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RbhcLcbbsHI/AAAAAAAAADM/Gy6joIH3Pzc/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023866736011358322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RbhcLcbbsHI/AAAAAAAAADM/Gy6joIH3Pzc/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RbhcYsbbsJI/AAAAAAAAADc/TfSgO41_YDI/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023866963644625042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RbhcYsbbsJI/AAAAAAAAADc/TfSgO41_YDI/s200/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RbhcvMbbsMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/QwspjP241XI/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023867350191681730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RbhcvMbbsMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/QwspjP241XI/s200/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;had a screamfest with my mum in the morning cos i thought i was late to meet alyssa and ning when she was telling me to go to the doctor. Anyway yeah i went there and realised the clinic was now owned by the son and the parents have retired. Now whenever i look at doctors, i just think of UMAT and 99.9 UAIs and med sch and all that they had to go through....it looks so simple on the outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Went to bukit timah market to eat something and take my medicine, while eating there was this man who came up to me. He had no fingers, had tissue between his palms and he probably was trying to sell it to me. He was mumbling something and i was SO fucking scared becos i kept shaking my head, usually they just go but he stood there and i felt he was gonna rob me off something any moment. Where is my mother when a time like this happens.... anyway yes i hate swallowing tablets, i have such bad experiences choking on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went to wisma to meet them, headed straight to swensen's. Ning looked EMO today. hmmmmmm. Ordered our lovely fish and chips. It was so funny the way alyssa was treating Odelia like she was some starving prisoner. Met joggie erian and samanthi halfway so they joined us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rbhb_cbbsGI/AAAAAAAAADE/E8MixlBNmmQ/s1600-h/Alyssa+last+day+in+sg+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023866529852928098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Rbhb_cbbsGI/AAAAAAAAADE/E8MixlBNmmQ/s200/Alyssa+last+day+in+sg+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023863398821769298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RbhZJMbbsFI/AAAAAAAAAC4/vbeW7qwyQ-8/s200/Alyssa+last+day+in+sg+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking towards cine, this stupid idiot ran towards us in quite a sissy way and i thought....ok is that ning's friend...why does she have friends like that. And it turned out he was trying to recruit supporters for some gay dance battle at heeren. WHY DO PPL RECRUIT SUPPORTERS...u either have it or u don't. this is just sad to the max man. The dance battle was so stupid, the host is so UNBELIEVABLY RUDE and tactless. The dancers weren't that great either apart from that malay choreographer who is quite hot. Anyway the team that won are just weird, and i hated looking at the fat one. They were imitating the HK accent and saying things like "acherly i was quite paiseh lah" on television.... Yeah speaking of that....we were sliding off randomly cos of the tv turning towards the judges..and we were behind them. But yeah the first judge was SO good he won some local wade robson dance contest...he shud be the one up there performing instead of these lame singaporean boys. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Went to Esprit to buy my brown nail polish FINALLY. There was a tranny that came up to me and asked me if i needed help, she painted a bit of the nail polish on clear sticky tape and wrapped it around my finger. WHAT A SMART IDEA to see how it looked like. Or maybe it was just me i didn't know they did things like that. Went to breadtalk to buy my pizza bread. I think from now onwards whenever i take the bus/train, im just gonna wear my sunnies becos that way i have no eye contact that much, and they wouldn't know im looking at them either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Got home and i was so tired i duno why...but even if i didn't do anything physically draining, i just get tired and want to sleep like that. So to me my idea of a good relaxing day is sitting in front of the tv with chips...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-2744674470125990605?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/2744674470125990605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=2744674470125990605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2744674470125990605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2744674470125990605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/01/alyssas-last-day.html' title='alyssa&apos;s last day'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RbhceMbbsKI/AAAAAAAAADk/Eh92mvZUcHE/s72-c/Image024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-3453230827433434277</id><published>2007-01-23T01:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T03:29:04.980+11:00</updated><title type='text'>22nd jan</title><content type='html'>woke up at around 2.30.....went to thompson plaza to collect my glasses. On the way we wanted to stop by to eat meesiam but Dino's was closed -.-!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! damn them.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yeah collected it and.....the glasses couldn't even fit into the case, and we had to change it to a really big one....tsk. Went to the Kopitiam to eat the sliced fish bee hoon. Bought swensen's for dinner, and saw that cobbler who looks like alyssa's dad again.&lt;br /&gt;My uni offer letter came and gosh all these paperwork and filling up the forms. So irritating, and they put my name as Miss Jia Hui -.-!!!!!!!.&lt;br /&gt;i've been coughing and having blocked + runny noses AGAIN. tskk. Have to go IDP to settle my uni stuff tmr. just wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw nicole i finally got the bag!!  after how many umpteen years later....and i like it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-3453230827433434277?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/3453230827433434277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=3453230827433434277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3453230827433434277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3453230827433434277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/01/22nd-jan.html' title='22nd jan'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-2489691140968104276</id><published>2007-01-21T16:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T03:14:00.199+11:00</updated><title type='text'>zouk + holland v</title><content type='html'>wednesday went to zouk &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt; for the 3rd millionth time. I am really sick of zouk. Even saying the word annoys me. It has been the same place same ppl same music same crowd. But i think the huge factor is the music, i really really hate mambo music seeing i've heard BAD mambo music three times within 3 weeks. Anyway lets move on to some funny things. I was waiting for ning down my condo and 970 took forever to come and i got scared, and when she told me she was opposite the Linear i was like shouting GET OUT GET OUT!! cos that was way past my house. Yeah then er she had to take a cab here. hmmmm. By the time she got here, we were both so tired and cbb to go zouk man. HMMM we changed and then went to KAP in our....attire....ahahahaaha. There was this dude who worked there, he kept hopping LITERALLY to his counter. Sat there at KAP till queky and xylia arrived. While waiting we were like staring and judging whoever who comes down the stairs, and we saw two dude with black skinny jeans and i think ning went crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they arrived, we went back to my place for a while cos i wanted to change my shoes, they were SO hard and painful. The stupid taxi driver was so bloody rude ok. Apparently when they dropped me off, the taxi driver shouted at them saying "why didn't u tell me earlier?? what do u think i am your driver issit??" hmmmmmm. I was too scared to tell him before. Got there at zouk and just went straight to phuture rather than zouk. At least the music is 10 x better, and also at least they didn't play Hurt by Christina.A........&lt;br /&gt;I realised one thing, i ABSOLUTELY &lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt; being pushed by the ppl behind me, i would rather some sicko stand closely behind me rather than some idiot behind me. I HATE IT i was in such a bad mood that i started pushing ppl.&lt;br /&gt;That was pretty much it. I only had 3hours of sleep the next day, and its that feeling where you're HALF getting up from bed and you're SO tired and the last thing u want is someone to be enthusiastic. So just as i was getting up, ning was like ITS A BRAND NEW DAY vA :D    i was like pls.....don't say that -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er i can't really remember what else happened. BUt err i think on monday i met up with jog (who is still alive), erian and samanthi.  They tried xiao long bao and they loved it  :D .  Walked around, chilled at starbucks and then i had to leave to collect my passport. MY GOSH THE WAITING IS JUST SO IRRITATING.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again met up with the same ppl but with kaiser joining us. She's so funny to look at seeing how she's a tourist and she can't stand the humidity. Yeah one funny thing is, when we met up, i didn't hear clearly what joanna said, i thought she asked me where's a bakery, so i pointed to Breadtalk to her and she was like THIS IS THE BAKERY YOU'VE BEEN TALKING ABT???   :D&lt;br /&gt;but it wasn't, it was another bakery. After that we proceeded to swensen's where i had my lovely crispy fish and chips. WHY can't they have an outlet in sydney man!! &lt;br /&gt; Went out with alyssa today and just yeah. OK i am so cbb to type anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-2489691140968104276?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/2489691140968104276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=2489691140968104276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2489691140968104276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2489691140968104276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/01/zouk-holland-v.html' title='zouk + holland v'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-2077769828810429716</id><published>2007-01-17T03:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T04:20:38.708+11:00</updated><title type='text'>jan 16th</title><content type='html'>met up with joanna samanthi and erian today at the crystal jade. They loved the xiao long baos :D Anyway then we went to zara and shopped. Went to starbucks and chilled. Omgosh my mother was yelling at me on the phone to hurry up cos she can't wait at the taxi stand.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the ICA building to collect my new passport....I HATE waiting especially when there's absolutely nothing to do. Ya anyway we took our number and it was 2880, and they were only serving 2721............ gosh...&lt;br /&gt;When it was finally my turn, they scanned my thumbprint. It just reminded me of that time ning scared me when she said they used to take blood test to check your blood group. Gosh if it was my generation i would've freaked out completely.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ra0FnsbbsAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/CdvWESaO2PY/s1600-h/IMG_0456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020675339087228930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ra0FnsbbsAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/CdvWESaO2PY/s320/IMG_0456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ra0GBcbbsBI/AAAAAAAAACE/QePFpLFCmO4/s1600-h/IMG_0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020675781468860434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ra0GBcbbsBI/AAAAAAAAACE/QePFpLFCmO4/s320/IMG_0457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ra0GesbbsCI/AAAAAAAAACM/0RKKhGsCuWY/s1600-h/IMG_0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020676283980034082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ra0GesbbsCI/AAAAAAAAACM/0RKKhGsCuWY/s200/IMG_0459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ra0HLcbbsDI/AAAAAAAAACg/VMDYHXnkVmw/s1600-h/Xmas+06+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020677052779180082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ra0HLcbbsDI/AAAAAAAAACg/VMDYHXnkVmw/s200/Xmas+06+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ra0HqsbbsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/N5Y4VbiJ5tY/s1600-h/Xmas+06+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020677589650092098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ra0HqsbbsEI/AAAAAAAAACo/N5Y4VbiJ5tY/s200/Xmas+06+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking, one month from now i'd be starting my uni orientations and sooner or later, classes would start.  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;G O S H.&lt;/span&gt;   im so scared but yet excited for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-2077769828810429716?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/2077769828810429716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=2077769828810429716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2077769828810429716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2077769828810429716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/01/jan-16th.html' title='jan 16th'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ra0FnsbbsAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/CdvWESaO2PY/s72-c/IMG_0456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-8507903110442353553</id><published>2007-01-14T19:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T00:42:51.275+11:00</updated><title type='text'>mdm ong's house</title><content type='html'>went to mdm ong's house yesterday. We were all really late becos, laureen woke up late and missed her bus, my alarm didn't ring for some reason, and fuwei was just forgetting it as usual. I stood outside waiting for a freaking taxi to come but it didn't so i called one in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i got there and just sat and talked to mdm ong while waiting for the others to arrive. Laureen and i were msging cos she was panicking on how she was so late, while telling me fuwei had work so he's gonna be late. Then suddenly this dude with a helmet and a bike cycled into mdm ong's house................and it was fuwei -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When laureen arrived, mdm ong drove us to bukit panjang plaza and we all had lunch at cafe cartel after the long hours of not knowing where to eat. Yes and err when the food came, theirs was a &lt;strong&gt;big big&lt;/strong&gt; portion, mine was a good sized one. AHAHAH and we were "cheering" on laureen to think of the poor children in africa and finish the food. I think the funniest was when he was asking her to guess the joke of his shirt, which says Master of my domain and had the shaded graphs of up and down parabolas. Then laureen said "&lt;em&gt;its not appropriate to say it&lt;/em&gt;" and we were all...well not we, but i was the only one laughing and everyone was like ....................&lt;br /&gt;We then headed back home and another funny thing was that fuwei and mdm ong had the paperbag of the leftover food....but he was thinking what to do with it cos he had to cycle back home...and mdm ong suggested to put it in a plastic bag and cycle with it AHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! well the image of that for me was funny. mmm but in the end i took it and my sister ate it. all of it.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed another habit of laureen....when she's talking on the phone (which she does while she's panicking), she kept circling and circling around the table till the phone convo ended... heeeeeheeeeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night i had my family bbq, tsk. I just went for the food, if not i wouldn't have gone. ohhh i forgot to mention, that while driving to some place, there was a FULL rainbow. Usually i see half or a bit of it but this time i saw a full rainbow. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-8507903110442353553?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/8507903110442353553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=8507903110442353553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/8507903110442353553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/8507903110442353553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/01/mdm-ongs-house.html' title='mdm ong&apos;s house'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-8749222843859333928</id><published>2007-01-12T19:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T19:55:06.872+11:00</updated><title type='text'>zouk jan 10th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;ok errrr i went to thompson plaza to get my glasses done but i couldn't really find a pair that i liked so we went off to far east. Walked around and went to this shop where they had all these nice tshirts and bags so i bought one. Cute man. Anyway then met up with ning lim and walked around to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to p.s next and bumped into alyssa xylia and gracia. and walked around with them till we ate dinner...with our lovely mushroom swiss coupons! Yes and xylia would just let the whole world know what she thinks abt having a 3rd scrotum...and the dude behind her just turned around trying to be calm and yet trying to see who it was that made that rude remark. HAHAHAHA. mmmmm and we all had this big confusion abt whether to go to zouk or MOS, but we ended up gg to zouk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ning came to my house and changed and errrr left to go thereeee and how nice when we got there, the sisters got there too. We got in and er decided to walk around, and just when i walked into Phuture, i would see titus there. -.- Anyway walked out and went to zouk and just stood around waiting for better music to come on. The drinks were excellent last night!! I drank some green apple shots thingo which was so nice! I love anything green apple, except eating a green apple itself. And i think the other drink was ribena mixed with vodka and rum :D MMM then my sister and peizhen came and er...everyone just knew each other. What a small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er i think me and ning were really annoyed cos we'll be having so much fun at one point, and the next second we'll have some idiot who will be hitting and bumping into us. SO we just decided to push them back. Its quite funny now that i think about it. And there was this random dude who just stood there and hardly moved. We were really annoyed with him becos it is such a waste of space if one just stands there and freezes. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I think the funniest for me was seeing ppl on the podium dancing to the songs lyrically. WHAT THE HELL man they are such losers. Anyway er we went to the prata place to just have a nice drink. Saw angel and jacqueline chiang with.........................................hmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot to blog abt this but ning reminded me, that dude who was freezing at the dance floor...he randomly stuck out his hand for me/alyssa/ning to shake and say our names...but we couldn't hear him so we were like................... and he kept saying his name was eugene and asked for our msns......... and he is such a weirdo, his nick is something like sTaY hApPy eVeryDay** eUgEne AND my siBerIan Husky....... l.o.s.e.r&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand why ppl go clubbing alone. WHY.&lt;br /&gt;why can't someone like hugh dancy just be in zouk :D that would make my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019806965419454450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ranv1sbbr_I/AAAAAAAAABw/_AHwsqaPFS8/s200/hugh+dancy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-8749222843859333928?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/8749222843859333928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=8749222843859333928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/8749222843859333928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/8749222843859333928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/01/zouk-jan-10th.html' title='zouk jan 10th'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/Ranv1sbbr_I/AAAAAAAAABw/_AHwsqaPFS8/s72-c/hugh+dancy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-905052571790486933</id><published>2007-01-10T03:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T03:56:27.092+11:00</updated><title type='text'>haircut</title><content type='html'>omgomgomgomgomg. i went to cut my hair today. gosh it was so heartbreaking as usual...and everytime i do it, the end results are fine just that i feel it has become SOOOO short.&lt;br /&gt;On the bus on the way there, these smss girls came on and i was like hmmmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;i find it so sad but relieving at the same time that i never made it to sec 4 :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes after we cut our hairs, my sister and i went to wisma and just walked around. and errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, we waited for ages for 970 to come but it didn't. -.-&lt;br /&gt;tmr im gonna do my glasses...hopefully i can find a pair that i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh neha came online and omg its been ages since we talked cos she's stuck in india&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-905052571790486933?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/905052571790486933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=905052571790486933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/905052571790486933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/905052571790486933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/01/haircut.html' title='haircut'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-3405340095232053208</id><published>2007-01-07T17:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T03:11:37.135+11:00</updated><title type='text'>with laureen</title><content type='html'>went to p.s to meet laureen. tsk i got off at the other side of the station -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yes then we went to buy tickets for Night at the Museum WHICH IS A REALLY GOOD AND FUNNY MOVIE! so ya'll shud go watch it. mmm then we shopped around and later went to eat lunch at burger king. And she was so cautious abt what she spent she took like half an hour deciding what to eat in burger king........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway then we went to heeren to collect my shoes which are so comfy. Gosh i had our family dinner at greenwood ave and how boring it was again. I ate chilli crab and the fish maw soup which were good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-3405340095232053208?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/3405340095232053208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=3405340095232053208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3405340095232053208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3405340095232053208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/01/with-laureen.html' title='with laureen'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-3060194372283337643</id><published>2007-01-02T18:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T22:35:47.949+11:00</updated><title type='text'>new years eve 06'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;did nothing the whole day apart from waiting to get ready. Thought we were gonna go to Sg Expo but there was a change of plans so we ended up gg to Zouk. The queue was very fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015354900296704258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RZoetZazIQI/AAAAAAAAABk/45YlOXPDoAA/s200/zouk_31dec06_13m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway yeah we got in and got ourselves drinks and yeah stood ourselves in the middle of the dance floor. Man there were quite a few funny stories to say. Yeah there were a few french guys there who were quite funny. And er ok the main story that happened. There was this random white shirt guy who kept dancing so closely behind ning and gracia. He was such a sicko and kept giving this killer look like he was abt to murder somebody. And he wouldn't move even though there was a lot of space behind him. What a nutcase. But that was the funniest thing that happened and it made me laugh SO much. The whole thing from my angle looked really bad and funny at the same time. And much later he randomly touched my shoulders and leaned on me as if there was a big crowd pushing from behind him, HOW RANDOM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next, gracia's face was so stoned so halfway i asked if i could slap her in a joking way, and this random seedy guy came from nowhere and said can i do it instead. Go to hell man u can't hit females. NIng queky and gracia went to phuture and i think the same white shirt guy was feeling alyssa's ass and some other person was blowing onto ning's neck AHAHAHAHAAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!    After that we walked to the nearby coffee shop and drank our own drinks.   We waited for so damn long for the freaking taxis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I panicked so much when it was 4am and my dad called.......i was wondering what he was doing.  The next day i had the biggest arguement/discussion with my parents on how its turning into my lifestyle...which it isn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-3060194372283337643?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/3060194372283337643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=3060194372283337643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3060194372283337643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3060194372283337643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-years-eve.html' title='new years eve 06&apos;'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RZoetZazIQI/AAAAAAAAABk/45YlOXPDoAA/s72-c/zouk_31dec06_13m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-2891033366135173439</id><published>2006-12-29T22:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T22:38:21.024+11:00</updated><title type='text'>back in sg</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;very quick recap of what happened when i came back to sg....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm....ok rozanne had a xmas party at her new place...erm....ate...played the game Kent which was quite fun. Stayed over, had a few laughs and had fun. Was nice seeing everyone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me ning alyssa and her sisters went to zouk. Me and ning waited outside for an hour for them....and yes we were just standing there observing ppl. We were so pissed off for the first 3hours becos we stepped into phuture and they were playing songs like Hurt by xtina aguilera...WHAT THE HELL this was even worse than our formal. We were so annoyed that we actually wanted to leave the place, but yeah we found alyssa, 3 yrs later................. Oh we saw fuwei there. Stayed at zouk the whole time and i got really annoyed at this jap-looking dude who was always pushing from behind me -.- dude just move to the other side man. Needless to say, alyssa quek was drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Then me and ning were waiting for a cab for the longest hour, but thank god we found one and the taxi uncle was so nice. WEnt to KAP and just sat there for breakfast, my feet and toes were frozen man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-2891033366135173439?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/2891033366135173439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=2891033366135173439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2891033366135173439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2891033366135173439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-in-sg.html' title='back in sg'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-2269541018235334376</id><published>2006-12-29T22:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T22:38:40.573+11:00</updated><title type='text'>speech night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;speech night was kinda good and bad in a way. Good cos we got to see everyone again and bad cos i could not see everyone ever...after tonight. So yes i went with hannah and neha on the train....and there was this dude with a dog on his bike and jenny zhu kept talking to it........&lt;br /&gt;Left with ani and nicole and we all went to eat at Capitol, at Michitaro..... and errr....hmmm went to watch eragon WHICH WAS NOT a good movie apart from the scene where he was shirtless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with vY and emmy and nancy and jenny and went back to their place to change into our uniforms for the very last time...and vY had a very funny way of wearing her stockings...but i won't post it here... mmm anyway sat next to ning and jenny jiang, who was crying her eyes out when we were singing the school song..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-2269541018235334376?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/2269541018235334376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=2269541018235334376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2269541018235334376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2269541018235334376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/12/speech-night.html' title='speech night'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-1987286167361373998</id><published>2006-12-29T21:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T22:44:57.939+11:00</updated><title type='text'>yr 12 formal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmmm... our formal on the 12th of december.... siigh ok lemme think what happened....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to the hairdressing place.....FM hair studio with vY...we curled our hair and errr yes then i went home and got ready to go to divya's house. I felt so exposed when i went there i duno why. ANywya then everyone came and so did the limo..... the dude parked the limo right in the middle of the road...and i duno how the cars crossed but anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RZTvOJazINI/AAAAAAAAAAw/43CP7BR9MOc/s1600-h/alyssa+hannah+divya+eliza+vA+ning+danika+ingrid+.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It wasn't that great inside... at least the driver played nice music, and there were no drinks in the car :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Got there and had to walk to the other side to get in. I remember being upset cos the weather forecast said it was gonna rain, but it suddenly didn't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My feet were hurting so so so so badly by the time we were seated, i just had to take it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The teachers came....and mr briffa was there!! AHAHAAHAHAHAAHAH i just wanted to tell emmy straightaway and see how she reacted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The food was totally crap apart from the dessert. And errr the music was SO bad the first half but it got better towards the end. The funny thing was that the teacher's table was placed right in front of the dance floor....and u can see that first half of the dance floor was empty, and the other half was full and crowded so no one wanted to be next to them. BUt they left after so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-1987286167361373998?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/1987286167361373998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=1987286167361373998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1987286167361373998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1987286167361373998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/12/yr-12-formal.html' title='yr 12 formal'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-7837330960338060205</id><published>2006-12-29T20:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T20:23:28.844+11:00</updated><title type='text'>NZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;its been ages since i last blogged so i'll just do it really quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes it was such a long long long trip for me even though it was only 10 days. It felt like forever and it didn't start out good cos i was shouted at my mother for not bringing this grey jacket. Anyway yes we got to Christchurch and we din do anything. The next day, i found out the whole trip was actually a tour with other ppl....and i was the only 18 yr old there....and everyone else was like above 80. The next day we went to some Fox Glacier place which was meant to be the big thing. It was raining and we were all soaking wet. I was freezing the whole time cos my jeans just didn't dry and i was in such a bad mood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bungee jumping: right ok i wanted to do it since it looked fun but i was quite scared. But these other two men did it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RZTbvpazIKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CotOB2vatSo/s1600-h/CIMG0530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013873896788795554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RZTbvpazIKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CotOB2vatSo/s200/CIMG0530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Queenstown which i think was the best place of all cos it was more...civilised rather than country and scenic stuff. U know i realise im not a scenic person.....but i am just not interested in looking at the same iced mountain for 10 days, sooner or later it becomes a poster in my mind. Mmmm ok for dinner we took the cable car...or something that was really high up in the mountain or whatever. It was a buffet dinner :) ok i can't count how many mussels we ate there but it was good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day we went on the Lord of the Rings tour where they showed us some of the places where it was filmed. And yes the most interesting one was this : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RZTckJazILI/AAAAAAAAAAY/bi84WftLSls/s1600-h/NZ+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013874798731927730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RZTckJazILI/AAAAAAAAAAY/bi84WftLSls/s200/NZ+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was where Princess Arwen was holding frodo and the 9 riders were after her. And apparently the guide told us that Liv tyler didn't like riding horses.... so actually....it was a man being liv tyler and frodo was played by one of the daughters. And the 9 riders were women who were in NZ at the time. So basically the man was a girl, the lady was a man, and the men were women. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were in a place called Arrowtown or something, and omgosh they sold the lotr stuff and i was so excited man!! and the necklace princess arwen wore really appealed, my dad was asking me to buy it but it was $500. Tsk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RZTdzJazIMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rBnY1bBKMWk/s1600-h/NZ+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013876155941593282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RZTdzJazIMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rBnY1bBKMWk/s200/NZ+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ANyway we went on some cruise to see i duno what........ u noe i was in such a bad mood again at the cruise cos my dad shouted at me when i din put on my jacket. I am never going on a trip with my parents again for 10 days. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am so cbb to blog abt this becos it wasn't that good of a trip. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-7837330960338060205?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/7837330960338060205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=7837330960338060205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7837330960338060205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7837330960338060205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/12/nz.html' title='NZ'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0KvLaaD9eZo/RZTbvpazIKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CotOB2vatSo/s72-c/CIMG0530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-2290479210042216727</id><published>2006-11-25T23:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T01:29:55.668+11:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to bondi with mother yesterday. Bought my formal shoes, those strappy ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, met emmy at central and we went to glebe and it was so freaking hot man. Anyway i ended up buying these pair of earrings, this necklace which opens up into a clock and this jewellery stand which is cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/954311/Glebe%20stuff%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1386/1028/320/818316/Glebe%20stuff%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wanted to buy a bag but i decided i'll just order it from the site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHen we walked out, all these St George ppl were standing there trying to promote or something. And the dude reached his hand out and i din shake it cos usually i just walk away but yeah he was asking us our names and ages, and when we said 18 he's like oh .....   cos i think we had to be 21 and above or something. And we kinda just walked off till he asked if we wanted chocolate and i just turned really quickly and said YES :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he gave us 6 bars......    well, my motto is take as much free stuff as you can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-2290479210042216727?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/2290479210042216727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=2290479210042216727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2290479210042216727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2290479210042216727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/11/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-2802879807649217380</id><published>2006-11-23T23:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T00:15:42.970+11:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;: had sleepover with some friends. Watched into the blue, honey and dirty dancing 2. Yeah it was fun, we ordered pizza and stuff and drank the absolut cut green apple lime :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;: was so happy that my parents came back. we went out to the chinese restaurant outside our house. din eat there for so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;: went to the city with emmy and nicole. Emmy lambiful was late....nicole and i were waiting and waiting. And omgosh everyone should see the way emmy breaks her chopsticks. Instead of doing it sideways, she breaks it front and backwards. I couldn't stop laughing. Anyway yes had the yummy food. And it was so wth cos emmy's food came first and ours didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/284783/vA%20and%20emmy"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1386/1028/200/667492/vA%20and%20emmy%27s%20teriyaki%20chicken%20set.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway we then proceeded to passionflower. We chose the cookies and cream ice-cream. And it was really funny cos there were three of us, and we only ordered one. The guy stood there expecting me to say something more, but that was it and he was like oh. And i was telling them how there's this half asian dude behind us, and nicole thought it was the waiter. DUDE he looks like he's from china. Yes so we kept laughing and laughing till nicole cried. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/491011/cookies%20&amp;%20cream%20ice-cream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1386/1028/200/34276/cookies%20%26%20cream%20ice-cream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then we shopped around looking for formal dresses. Damn man why din we ever go into the Strand, three levels of nice clothes. And its funny cos emmy was looking into the shop for dresses, whereas i was looking in if they had name cards or something that i could take for free. Then i saw this really nice pillow on display. Sighhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway yeah we walked into Alex Perry...........................and the dresses are just...one of those where u wouldn't even dare to touch it. But yes the one that i touched was $24, 640. Tsk only celebs would wear them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then.........we went to Lindt cafe. Gosh i wish i could be there forever. I ordered an ice choc and a choc eclair. But i still like the Delifrance one better. Yes the big red thingo that i was holding, everyone who took it to look, always put it back becos it was $25 for ONE. But only one lady bought it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/695089/the%20lindt%20display.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1386/1028/200/561558/the%20lindt%20display.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/501552/vA%20with%20the%20big%20Lindt%20milk%20choc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1386/1028/200/343514/vA%20with%20the%20big%20Lindt%20milk%20choc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/420038/our%20drinks%20and%20the%20eclair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1386/1028/200/121645/our%20drinks%20and%20the%20eclair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  had fun today, i wish everyday was like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/400468/vA%20and%20emmy"&gt;&lt;/a&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/8422762-2802879807649217380?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/2802879807649217380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=2802879807649217380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2802879807649217380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2802879807649217380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/11/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-3565020233185266957</id><published>2006-11-15T13:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T13:40:25.696+11:00</updated><title type='text'>15th nov</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday went to sch to do the clearance form with neha and eliza. Managed to get them finally signed. Then we went to westfield to eat maccas breakfast and neha went to cut her hair...hmmmmmmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Came back and watched cinderella and lil mermaid. cbb blogging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-3565020233185266957?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/3565020233185266957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=3565020233185266957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3565020233185266957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3565020233185266957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/11/15th-nov.html' title='15th nov'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-3452628405710552859</id><published>2006-11-13T10:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:15:24.845+11:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepover</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;parents left at 8am. Nicole came and eddie chan came soon after! But niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiikki and i went to eat lunch first at sushi train. Then er we were in coles and nicole has never tried Pods.................... i just HAD to buy it and let her try it. Something as nice as pods :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes eddie then came and i showed her my room........and noooour eddie i wouldn' have let anyone clean it. Then they watched Ever After, F.I.N.A.L.L.Y. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmmmmm. Met monica and alyssa at woolies and the dude din allow us to buy alcohol cos he saw monica and alyssa carrying the drinks -.- so we went to coles and they had the green apple absolut cut and i was happy :)) its funny the one in coles never asks me for my ID. tsk I'm gonna go to them from now onwards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SO we got home and monica the 'maria' cooked pasta for us. How noiiiiice ze pasta. We watched idol, and i was screaming when dean was about to get a touchdown. And then we watched van helsing which was a seriously long movie....and then parent trap on my daddy's lappy. I love the absolut cut and smirnoffs :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/smirnoff%20original%20%20%20apple%20lime%20absolut%20cut%20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/smirnoff%20original%20%20%20apple%20lime%20absolut%20cut%20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/shbdfnde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/shbdfnde.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/pasta%20and%20absolut%20cut%20and%20salad%20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/pasta%20and%20absolut%20cut%20and%20salad%20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-3452628405710552859?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/3452628405710552859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=3452628405710552859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3452628405710552859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3452628405710552859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/11/sleepover.html' title='sleepover'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-515209934500022330</id><published>2006-11-11T13:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T18:08:34.885+11:00</updated><title type='text'>HSC IS OVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some people have waited their whole life, but i have waited 3 years for this day to come. THE HSC IS FINALLY OVER!!!! gosh. Religion, i din even study a single thing and just walked into the exam knowing nothing. For chem, i studied more than i did for bio, but i still had to cram everything in the night before. Then it just came to a point where i cbb, i just stopped and went to sleep. Anyway yes i slept again during the exam, and had to quickly rush whatever i didn't finish within the last 45mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was seriously waiting for the clock to strike at 12.30. Gosh..... when it did........i was just so relieved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway tried to find the teachers to sign our clearance form. But they weren't there so we went off to bondi. On the way there, miss monica moon refused to learn back and relax in the chair, she practically was on the edge of it cos she felt it was dirty, whereas me and alyssa were like crossing our legs and sitting so inappropriately. Then when we were going up the escalator, it was so high up, so i made this joke imagine if i took monica's bag and from the top, i let it go, and she'll follow it by sliding down all the way cos she loves her bag so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At bondi, we ate the jap food and monica took her own sweet tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e to finish her food. yes, koreans....tsk tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By the time she puts the food on her spoon and putting it into her mouth, alyssa and i would've already had 2 spoonfuls of food. Anyway yes we walked around the whole day, had gloria jeans and laughed our heads off for many different things. Even while i was walking, i still felt like i had to go home and do work. For the whole month since school ended, i have been having the same routine, just going out but yet had work on my mind. And now that its over........there's nothing to think of. And in a way i'm already feeling the freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My daddy was asking me what time he wakes me up tmr...and i was like...do i have to wake up? i'll just sleep through it...? :D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just watched little mermaid, and i cried twice. So touching man. I tend to cry more in cartoons than the reality ones. Maybe cos they all can't act. hmmmmmmm, except for Stepmom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/320/ariel.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-515209934500022330?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/515209934500022330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=515209934500022330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/515209934500022330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/515209934500022330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/11/hsc-is-over.html' title='HSC IS OVER!'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-5867441886371765699</id><published>2006-11-07T18:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T19:26:29.038+11:00</updated><title type='text'>nov 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes eddie and nicole, here's ze painting. We were at Luna Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/American%20Idol%203%20003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/320/American%20Idol%203%20003.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes again was at the lib. gosh At times like this, i just wish i was paris hilton when i look at the $90/kg chocolates in david jones.... :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-5867441886371765699?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/5867441886371765699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=5867441886371765699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/5867441886371765699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/5867441886371765699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/11/nov-7.html' title='nov 7'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-3447962070197625415</id><published>2006-11-06T15:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T15:46:31.164+11:00</updated><title type='text'>bio exam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;: met joggie and went to eat breakkie and did the same things we did the day before. Gosh we talked abt mark and how he was so weird, and we kept laughing, laughing and laughing. Everyone around us was like......aren't u meant to be studying..................... She was saying mark would go to her house, and within 2h, he'll be going to the toilet three times at least, doing god knows what. And she said everytime mark leaves, her mum immediately cleans the whole toilet. I crammed all 4 contexts of bio in one day. Great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;: bio exam. i hate the paper. Everything i said abt transgenic species coming out, IT CAME OUT and it was 8 marks... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-3447962070197625415?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/3447962070197625415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=3447962070197625415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3447962070197625415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3447962070197625415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/11/bio-exam.html' title='bio exam'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-1438309043872102091</id><published>2006-11-04T18:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T20:09:36.491+11:00</updated><title type='text'>state lib with jog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to the state library with joanna gnanapragasam. Met at 9.15am at stratty, went to eat a big breakfast cos we weren't planning to eat till 5pm. ANyway, i ate2 eggs on a toast each, 3 slices of bacon, waffles with ice-cream. Jog ate scrambled eggs on 2 toasts, tomatoes and waffles with ice-cream. While walking, there was some Greenpeace day thingo going on and we just walked past it. Yes then we went there, met jog's friend Ryan who was really nice. Then we tried to study. Met chantelle there. Went with her to the cafe upstairs but she was still hungry so we walked to some cafe in MLC centre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there was this dude there who was wearing a bandana.......and i just don't like it when it happens. And when i told chantelle it, she immediately talked to him and it was so embarrassing cos i din realise they knew each other. Tsk and he was alison's bf. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Came home and the news was on, and they said cate blanchett was one of the audiences in that Greenpeace thingo....... i can't believe i was within the same area as her, within walking distance. I have never met a hollywood actress in my life :\    Imagine if orlando bloom was there :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/1139454674_ZyB34KTbbuiu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/1139454674_ZyB34KTbbuiu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/eat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/eat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/hurray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/hurray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;these thingos are sooour cute. And divya, don't bother asking what those words mean, cos u can sorta figure out from the images. And then u can go analyse the visuals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-1438309043872102091?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/1438309043872102091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=1438309043872102091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1438309043872102091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1438309043872102091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/11/state-lib-with-jog.html' title='state lib with jog'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-25077882070362334</id><published>2006-11-04T00:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T18:38:35.019+11:00</updated><title type='text'>nicole's house</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/jessie%20eddie%20vA%20jojo%20nicole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/jessie%20eddie%20vA%20jojo%20nicole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/watching%20freaky%20friday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/watching%20freaky%20friday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/evon%20jessie%20ani%20eddie%20vA%20nicole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/evon%20jessie%20ani%20eddie%20vA%20nicole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/eddie%20and%20jojo,%20the%20cutest%20couple%20of%20october%202006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/eddie%20and%20jojo%2C%20the%20cutest%20couple%20of%20october%202006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/=D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/%3DD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/here%20u%20go%20an-niiiiii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/here%20u%20go%20an-niiiiii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There is a lot to blog about my physical journey to Hurstville with the destination at Birdie Lee's house. It was such a fun day though. Let's see...i woke up at 8...with a wake-up call from jessie. Went to westfield to buy maccas and there was some mentally ill person talking to us but with no words, he was just going lalalala. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked to burwood station and was gonna buy our tickets, but the guy was like wait 3mins so that the price goes down to $2.50 instead of $4. Then while waiting, this guy approached us and asked me for 50c and i just gave it to him cos i was quite.....afraid so i just wanted him to go away. And then the next minute, this asian lady who was shorter than me was slowly approaching me. Can i just say i have NEVER been so scared in my life, and it was really ironic cos she was trying to help me instead of scare me. Instead of her head looking up at me, her eyes looked up and her head was facing straight, so she appeared REALLY freakish. And her finger was shaking at me, telling me "tsk tsk tsk, i saw what u did with that man. NEVER give people money cos they could be selling drugs". And because i didn't know WHAT THE HELL she was doing before she spoke, i was holding my wallet against my heart and i backed off really quickly and my hands moved back as if she was trying to rape me, then i felt so bad cos i was seriously in a position and angle like as if i was being robbed on the spot... I don't even know why i reacted like this. Gosh she was so scary-looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the train, me and jessie were talking about what kind of guys she hated. And i randomly mentioned Chung. It was really funny cos its like, he is a random guy who has no impact on her life anymore. And she's like its not chung, its chooong... -.-&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, then while walking around in Hurstville, this random guy shorter than us came from behind jessie and was like RARRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and i freaked out and jumped and jessie had no reaction cos she thought it was eddie..&lt;br /&gt;But for a minute, i thought it was eddie, but when i turned i saw this small boy with a cup on his mouth on his nose too. So i thought he was another mentally ill person who had turret's syndrome. Becos this is the typical behaviour of people with turret's syndrome. But his friend next to him laughed, so yes it was a joke. He does not have turret's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for evon to come pick us up, then in the car we laughed non-stop. Then we laughed abt this guy who was sitting in the salon, cos he looked so stoned and we were pointing our fingers at him and laughing. I can't rmeember what else happened but we laughed so much until we cried. Then we waited for eddie to come and she came, then we went to ani's house. And it was funny cos i saw she has this front porch thingo, and i was like i wonder if ani plays in her garden. And jessie said yeah she probably catches butterflies! IMAGINE HER catching butterflies, omgosh i just laughed and laughed. When she came out of the house, i laughed even more. The first thing she said when she came in the car is, "you guys suck" instead of hello.... which made it funnier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to nicole's house, and we told the story of those psychotic ppl. Then we watched freaky friday. Me and ani literally covered our eyes when Chad Michael M. started singing Baby One More Time. I duno but i just CAN'T stand seeing his face, and i guess ani probably felt the same. Yes then me and ani and nikki went up to play red beard man and i have the videos! So if anyone wants to see ani/vA screaming, ask me/nicole for it. Errrr then tt's just basically what we did the whole day. Then we ate evon's cake which was really nice. We played this game where we each say something we haven't done, and if the rest have done it then they eat the cake. How fun. And we'd wait for a million years till evon and jessie say their piece. They played some HK show which i din understand till they had subtitles -.-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They bought smirnoff's. Thank my sister for that cap opener, IF NOT THE PARTY WOULD'VE BEEN RUINED!!! &gt;:(!!! ok jooooooourkin only. Anyway then i came back home, ate dinner and showered. Tsk i swear then i was in such a foul mood cos of the things 2 ppl said which just pissed me off. And i happened to be eating ice-cream and listening to Move On by Rain. Gosh i already had tears in my eyes. Why am i letting ppl who are c.o.n.s.t.a.n.t.l.y rude to me and treating me like a child/punchbag/spare tyre.&lt;br /&gt;Its like coming home to my current life from having such a good time. And i'm glad that i'm at a position where i can move on from them. After yesterday, i just wished everyone in this world could be like the people in the pics above where i know i will never ever ever be in a situation where i argue or even arise to the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok boys and girls out there, one tip for you. When u go to Aunty Nicole's house and her room, DO NOT jump on her bed because it is as hard as concrete. When i was sitting on it, i was like WHY IS THIS DAMN THING SO HARD. I swear, it seriously feels like she's been living in a luxurious prisoner-of-war cell. And when she told me, its comfy!! I felt like giving her a hug and telling her its ok, maybe one day when she aces the HSC, she can go buy herself a new bed in IKEA. Seriously man, how does she sleep at night. gosh. And when jessie was mucking around, she jumped on nicole's bed WITH HER BACK lying on the bed. And becos of that, she hurt her back. It was so hard it felt like one of those Japanese beds with only a sheet covering it to look nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-25077882070362334?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/25077882070362334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=25077882070362334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/25077882070362334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/25077882070362334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/11/nicoles-house_04.html' title='nicole&apos;s house'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-5758260487031355309</id><published>2006-11-02T21:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T18:12:51.007+11:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Elmo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/elmo.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sweet and innocent, you expect everyone to adore you. And they usually do!&lt;br /&gt;You are usually feeling: Talkative. You've got tons of stories to tell. And when you aren't talking, you're laughing.&lt;br /&gt;You are famous for: Being popular, though no one knows why. Middle aged women especially like you.&lt;br /&gt;How you life your life: With an open heart. "Elmo loves you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;The'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; Sesame Street Personality Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E0EEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Get a JD (Juris Doctor)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F0FFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatadvanceddegreeshouldyougetquiz/jd.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're logical, driven, and ruthless.&lt;br /&gt;You'd make a mighty fine lawyer.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatadvanceddegreeshouldyougetquiz/"&gt;What Advanced Degree Should You Get?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-5758260487031355309?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/5758260487031355309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=5758260487031355309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/5758260487031355309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/5758260487031355309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/11/nicoles-house.html' title='quizzes'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-664771001421102799</id><published>2006-11-01T14:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T20:14:16.482+11:00</updated><title type='text'>nov 1st</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to sch yesterday to attempt to study but only managed to do the first context of Production. I went home after cos i got annoyed, uncomfortable and distracted that my face was dry and everytime i moved i felt my face was so stiff and i just needed to get it fixed.&lt;br /&gt;and er.....slept till 7..... i almost teared in home and away. Its so sad! U noe i think i've watched home and away so much, that i can just predict who is going to fall in love with who everytime a new character is introduced or everytime two ppl meet. It is quite predictable...hmmmmmmmmm. And beverly said imagine if dean doesn't win aus idol and he gets a contract in home and away....... MY GOSH i will love home and away so much more.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today i went to sch again to ask alyssa to help me with the printing of notes. And i counted and it was 164 pages....................... hmmmm and the stapler, gosh i was so scared it was gonna bite me or something, though i'd like to get a stapler like that. Then we tried to find all the teachers that were not ticked for our clearance forms, tsk and its due on friday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Was watching oprah and it was about ppl who have attempted suicide and that they survived. And one of the stories was this girl who lay down on the train tracks cos she heard a train coming and she wanted to die by the train running over her. So she said after the train (thirty-three cars) ran over her, she looked up and she saw her left leg on the other side of the platform and her right leg on another side. gosh the way she said it, i was about to faint ok it was so sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ccc 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ccc 1px solid; BACKGROUND: #fff; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px; BORDER-LEFT: #ccc 1px solid; WIDTH: 244px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ccc 1px solid" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 10px; PADDING-LEFT: 10px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: verdana"&gt;&lt;a style="DISPLAY: block; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.miniclip.com/games/red-beard/en/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="59" alt="Miniclip Games - Red Beard" src="http://images-vip.napmia.miniclip.com/images/icons/redbeardsmallicon.jpg" width="70" align="left" /&gt;&lt;strong style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; COLOR: #000; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;Red Beard&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p style="CLEAR: none; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #000; TEXT-DECORATION: none"&gt;Help Red Beard to collect all of the gold.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 10px; BORDER-TOP: #ccc 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 10px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: verdana"&gt;&lt;a title="Miniclip Games" href="http://www.miniclip.com/games/red-beard/en/"&gt;Play this free game now!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/588/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/Kris/blood0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide &amp;amp; Happiness @ &lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net"&gt;Explosm.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-664771001421102799?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/664771001421102799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=664771001421102799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/664771001421102799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/664771001421102799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/11/nov-1st.html' title='nov 1st'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-8733502041607643474</id><published>2006-10-31T02:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T02:39:01.889+11:00</updated><title type='text'>maths</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the fucking paper was the hardest shit of all time. qs 7 onwards was just like................................... and i don't even need to mention qs 10!! GOSH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After that, walked around with vY and nancy and betti. Nancy was looking for foundation with a "natural" look and the lady looked so impatient its quite funny, and she was holding the mirror at the wrong angles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And i saw this nice purple dwesss at Seduce but its $159. hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here's some random dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/cuban-sass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/320/cuban-sass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god i was sleeping when andrew G was announcing who was gonna be kicked out and i wasn't facing the tele when he was saying it. Cos when they said ricky muscat, i turned and i saw dean was in the bottom 2 and i was like omg omg omg. hmmmmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-8733502041607643474?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/8733502041607643474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=8733502041607643474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/8733502041607643474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/8733502041607643474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/maths.html' title='maths'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-7370360183755685746</id><published>2006-10-29T00:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T00:11:40.158+10:00</updated><title type='text'>maths is fucking gay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;did i mention that i hate maths?!?!?!?!?!? !!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today is the last time i will be practicing maths!!!!!!!! in this context........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and qs 10 from the 2005 paper is just.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss chippy ang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-7370360183755685746?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/7370360183755685746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=7370360183755685746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7370360183755685746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7370360183755685746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/maths-is-fucking-gay.html' title='maths is fucking gay'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-4932448078634562407</id><published>2006-10-27T20:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T20:53:30.245+10:00</updated><title type='text'>27th oct</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i tried staying up the whole night again! and i even put on eyeliner to make sure i don't go to bed, but tsk i ended up sleeping anyway. Walked to sch and saw all the physics girls looking very calm and relaxed. Did maths the whole day, emmy and ani came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At around 4, that burwood park bird came in and started flying all over the common room and i was just staring at it, cos i din wanna touch it or go near it in case it bites me. And then lucy came in and she tried scaring the thing away but it kept flying into the kitchen all the more. I had this imagination of what i would do if i was really attacked by that bird, after all its beak is seriously long and hard enough to poke a big hole through my maths book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Collected my formal ticket and it looks like a ticket to some Sportsgirl fashion show, the yr 10 one was MUCH nicer. Anyway after coming out of the studies office, i hear someone shouting KANGMIN!!!!!! and i turn around and i see lucia and reggie -.- hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gosh they don't have my white jacket which i lost at the sleepover, my sisterr gave it to me man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-4932448078634562407?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/4932448078634562407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=4932448078634562407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4932448078634562407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4932448078634562407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/27th-oct.html' title='27th oct'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-6506344580752371409</id><published>2006-10-26T21:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:57:36.707+10:00</updated><title type='text'>mac</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/mac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/320/mac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what a cool mac ad, pink and silder :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/320/dean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dean is so hot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-6506344580752371409?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/6506344580752371409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=6506344580752371409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/6506344580752371409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/6506344580752371409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/mac.html' title='mac'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-7513938361896256702</id><published>2006-10-25T16:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T16:37:57.824+10:00</updated><title type='text'>funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/95/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/rprofessor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide &amp;amp; Happiness @ &lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net"&gt;Explosm.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-7513938361896256702?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/7513938361896256702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=7513938361896256702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7513938361896256702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7513938361896256702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/funny.html' title='funny'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-3475609698417795467</id><published>2006-10-24T19:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T20:52:28.694+10:00</updated><title type='text'>oct 24th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; was so tired that i met monica at 12 instead of 9. Anyway we ate and then went to burwood lib. Studied 2 chapters of maths before going home. Monica and i were laughing so much abt certain things which i shouldn't really mention here. Tsk there was this KOREAN group of students behind us who were talking so loudly in their normal voice and everyone else around them was trying to study, and the girl's face just pissed me off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-3475609698417795467?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/3475609698417795467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=3475609698417795467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3475609698417795467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3475609698417795467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/oct-24th.html' title='oct 24th'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-5055897760742096368</id><published>2006-10-23T15:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T15:40:26.629+10:00</updated><title type='text'>eng paper 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;slept at 6am and tried to wake up at 7 but i ended up sleeping till 8. hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;Gosh never have to touch journeys or briar rose or komninos or strictly ballroom again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;stupid piece of crap. vY wrote till her hand bled :(&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yesterday i had one of the nicest chicken dishes. It was in bello...its called chicken boscaiola i think. hmmm and it had this nice creamy sauce with mushrooms and ham OH YUM :))&lt;br /&gt;My sister just told me she knows twohill's siblings quite well and i'm just like...................NOW U TELL ME THIS WHEN we've all been trying to find out his damn race. And its half chinese half scottish. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-5055897760742096368?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/5055897760742096368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=5055897760742096368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/5055897760742096368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/5055897760742096368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/eng-paper-2.html' title='eng paper 2'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-4726331498225660440</id><published>2006-10-22T18:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T18:53:04.850+10:00</updated><title type='text'>oct 22th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can i just say, paull twohill is just weird. He flips his freaking hair non-stop like prince charming in shrek 2. But his voice is nice. If i was blindfolded i would've thought this dude is hot. But no he isn't. Anyway i bought a new calculator and my butterfly ring from spg :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ROWfBYQt8aA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ROWfBYQt8aA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-4726331498225660440?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/4726331498225660440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=4726331498225660440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4726331498225660440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4726331498225660440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/oct-22th.html' title='oct 22th'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-3944853551888101252</id><published>2006-10-20T13:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T14:17:24.302+10:00</updated><title type='text'>jap and eng paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gosh HSC has finally started, after 3 yrs of talking about it and im not even taking it seriously. The stress was too much that i've been densensitised and now i feel like i'm just sitting for any exam. I was scared for yr 10 and yr 11 but now its just -.-!!!!!!!!!! Seriously when i look back and think, why the hell were my parents and everyone else's parents so strict and stuff over the years' work, not like its counted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jap&lt;/span&gt;: all i can say it was the stupidest paper. i hated everything, and usually i don't. They ask u a question and i din know if i should translate the whole paragraph or just answer accordingly. Shit. Anyway i slept the night before so i din get to study until that morning. And when i sat down, L squared sat next to me despite me purposely isolating myself.. And not long after, mr mcluckie came in. STOP i just ignored him till he asked me how i was going with it. He can just go to hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;eng paper 1&lt;/span&gt;: gosh i forgot like 1/4 of my essay and i wrote it for an hour. And the question was so hard, like i knew it in my head but i din know how to write it out. Tsk. And the rest was just gay, especially the creative writing. I saw this nice butterfly ring in sportsgirl i wanna get man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-3944853551888101252?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/3944853551888101252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=3944853551888101252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3944853551888101252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3944853551888101252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/jap-and-eng-paper.html' title='jap and eng paper'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-1986905626712780245</id><published>2006-10-17T23:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T17:19:59.110+10:00</updated><title type='text'>stratty lib</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok i stayed up till 5am today doing nothing cos i wanted to not sleep for the whole night. but hmm it din work as usual. Anyway went to stratty lib today with monica, did maths. HMMM saw janice. Then after, saw grace. And when i sat down to do my work, i looked up and paul was in front of me and like everyone there man. TSK the library has so many distractions like that. But it was very nice to see them all again.&lt;br /&gt;Managed to do work, not much, but better than staying at home and done nothing.&lt;br /&gt;We kept passing notes and everyone around was like.......... anyway yeah then we had lunch at some Wok place, pretty nice environment. Ate singapore noodles..........hmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;Did more work, ended up talking to janice and we laughed so much about random things. And she didn't know the UAI was based on scaling......and monica was trying to explain to her, so monica was like&lt;br /&gt;"if u get a UAI of 90, that means u beat everyone who gets below 90"&lt;br /&gt;and the second she said it, janice was like YEAH NO SHIT MONICA?! ... mmm&lt;br /&gt;and when monica wanted to eat her watermelon, these grp of canto dudes wanted to sit opposite me and they had no chair, and i kept looking back to make sure they don't take my stationary and my chair. And one of them was like some big short dude. And when we came back up they were all gone, and when we sat down they came back. And when i looked at monica we both started laughing so much like idiots.&lt;br /&gt;And then there was a blackout and yeah we all had to go. mmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-1986905626712780245?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/1986905626712780245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=1986905626712780245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1986905626712780245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1986905626712780245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/stratty-lib.html' title='stratty lib'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-4859918387117836464</id><published>2006-10-15T22:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T23:40:51.676+10:00</updated><title type='text'>oct 15th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stayed up till 4 doing nothing but chatting. Me geri bev and cuishan were in a convo and a lot of funny things have happened in there but I won’t mention cos ppl will chance upon my blog and read it despite it being locked. Anyway yes then I thought I’d go for a 5min rest, wait for 5 oclock to come and watch the nice calm morning. But no it wasn’t the same as yesterday. I ended up sleeping my way through till my daddy woke me up at 1 something and I had maccas for breakfast, one of the nuggest tasted like lead.................................seriously I just froze for 2mins panicking, waiting for my body to collapse, but it didn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dean's performance got a touchdown! Ani lay and i were going crazy, he is hachhh o teee man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-4859918387117836464?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/4859918387117836464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=4859918387117836464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4859918387117836464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4859918387117836464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/oct-15th.html' title='oct 15th'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-3544497903402105762</id><published>2006-10-15T01:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T01:46:23.542+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Singaporean Education System</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes just for nikki i will type out the singapore education system.&lt;br /&gt;But firstly let me explain that in singapore, we have 3 main races: Chinese, Malay and Indian. And a few random eurasians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when u start out in kindi, u obviously learn english becos its the main language we speak and everything is taught in English. THEN at the same time, you learn your mother tongue. And for me, since my race is chinese, i learn chinese. If you're malay, then u learn Malay. If you're Indian, u learn Tamil.&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyday from kindi till junior college (yr 12), you will have your mother tongue lessons, plus english and maths and whatever else. SO nikki, that is the reason why singaporeans are bilingual. But then again most of us always fail chinese or barely pass it, so the chinese we speak is basically a high level of conversational chinese, not like full on chinese literature standard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Moving on, i went to hiroba with my daddy for dinner. And when we were all eating, this lady from the corner goes "EXCUSE ME"  and everyone just stopped and stared at her cos she was so loud. I haven't experienced something like this before where everyone in a restaurant suddenly goes silent.  HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-3544497903402105762?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/3544497903402105762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=3544497903402105762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3544497903402105762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/3544497903402105762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/singaporean-education-system.html' title='Singaporean Education System'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-2036867551285743923</id><published>2006-10-14T13:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T14:59:05.648+10:00</updated><title type='text'>early sunrise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I could not sleep till 5am. I had a tummyache and then by the time i got back to my bed, i looked at my clock and it was already FIVE AM. tsk. And then when i lay in bed i realised it was quite bright and i looked out the window and it was morning, yes but i thought 5am would still be dark. Obviously i never awoke at 5am to look out of a window before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was so nice. I actually just sat there and gazed at everything outside. Its so peaceful and just wonderful, i felt like going out for a stroll. No cars, no noise, no nothing. And then i decided to push my blinds to the other side for the first time and just let the whole scenary be seen. And i lay there trying to sleep, and i didn't mind the light for once. And then my dad came in at 1pm and was like WHYYYYY are the blinds like that....and i was like mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yes, last night i watched Evanescence's Call Me When You're Sober video and my gosh, the wolf guy was so hot man. Oliver goodwill's his name. But he looks a bit...hmmm...in photos... I really like Amy Lee's voice when she sings + speaks. She sounds so deep and manly when she sings, but when she talks she sounds like those gentle 16 yr old american girls. When i was holding their album my sister thought i was trying to be gothic. Well CLEARLY that is not my style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am seriously sick of this punk rocker with flowers in my hair song!!!!!!!!!!!!    just stop playing it and move on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-2036867551285743923?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/2036867551285743923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=2036867551285743923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2036867551285743923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2036867551285743923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/early-sunrise.html' title='early sunrise'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-8635858122820448428</id><published>2006-10-13T16:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:40:41.107+10:00</updated><title type='text'>malaysia</title><content type='html'>what i don't understand is, on tv and on yahoo they're always advertising for people to go to malaysia and how Malaysia is Truly Asia. PLS JUST STOP it isn't any better than singapore so they can just stop advertising it. Even in singapore ads, they have michelle yeoh as the "ambassador" for that advertising malaysia campaign.&lt;br /&gt;A.N.Y.T.H.I.N.G malaysia has, we have it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now jesse mccartney is on the radio  -.-!!!!!   still can't believe mark went to his concert BY HIMSELF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-8635858122820448428?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/8635858122820448428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=8635858122820448428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/8635858122820448428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/8635858122820448428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/malaysia.html' title='malaysia'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-1596479049815888057</id><published>2006-10-12T22:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T03:40:32.102+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever After</title><content type='html'>I found all these nice pictures of Ever After.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/ever%20after.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/320/ever%20after.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/drew%20barrymore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/320/drew%20barrymore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/drew%20barrymore%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/320/drew%20barrymore%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/ever%20after%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/320/ever%20after%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/drew%20barrymore%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/320/drew%20barrymore%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/ever%20after%203.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/320/ever%20after%203.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this is the only film that i like drew barrymore in..and she suits the role. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My only recollection i have of this movie when i was young, was that i was standing in Tangs, that ground floor jewellery section and gazing at this big poster of the movie Ever After. I was so small then so it looked really tall and big to me. And i sorta remember there was a scene where Prince Henry was standing by himself in that blue light. But i could've sworn i thought i remembered him running, but he never did. Also i remember thinking that the girl was pretty and the guy was hot but then i realised years later who the actress and actor was, and it was just drew barrymore and dougray scott.....tsk, i thought it was some magical- fairytale- unknown- yet- pretty actors. AND ALSO when i saw him running, the next scene the girl was running too and it kept cutting back to the king and queen, so i thought the story was tt they were running away from some forbidden love or something...hmmmmmmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways yes after the HSC i am going to hville and making eddie and birdie lee watch this!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine at the end of the movie u guys are like L.A.M.E............i'll just throw my shoe at you for saying that about my all time fav movie   :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-1596479049815888057?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/1596479049815888057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=1596479049815888057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1596479049815888057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1596479049815888057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/ever-after.html' title='Ever After'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-8911836500214271452</id><published>2006-10-12T15:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T20:41:55.558+10:00</updated><title type='text'>oct 12th</title><content type='html'>i could not sleep man, i tossed and turned before i got up to check these two hard lumps behind my ear. And it was 4.30am. Great i think i need to get my routine back in place if not i can't get up for the exam. My cartilage is hurting SO MUCH. This always happen when i change my stud into a earring -.-&lt;br /&gt;Once again i am at my computer doing nothing but these stuff, listening to music and just chatting away. I CBB and this is what's gonna get me a low UAI. Ate mee siam for luch and was watching oprah. Man i wish i could eat those nice muffins that were given out on the show.&lt;br /&gt;Was talking to laureen and she was telling me how there's this new biggest mall in sg called Vivo city or something.....and she said its near harbour front.&lt;br /&gt; I was telling her how there's Diva in singapore now and i asked her if there's diva in NZ and she's like...oh i duno what that is but we have BLING.... -.- haven't heard the lameness from her in so long. Yes when we both go back we're gonna visit mdm ong. I'm glad she also feels that there's no place better than sg  :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are no longer in my life anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you don't affect me anymore. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/image02_gif.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/320/image02_gif.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love archie comics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-8911836500214271452?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/8911836500214271452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=8911836500214271452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/8911836500214271452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/8911836500214271452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/oct-12th.html' title='oct 12th'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-8119168337493858082</id><published>2006-10-11T17:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T17:52:41.837+10:00</updated><title type='text'>oct 11th</title><content type='html'>HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;3 yrs ago was the worst day that i have been waiting for to come. And it did. Being at the airport with everyone not wanting to leave sg AT ALL. But now i wish i could blog everything that i think of but i can't....cos of....obvious reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Last night talking to bev and brendan was funny, cos we were mentioning norris and his "pebble soup" story which no one remembers or found it funny.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i was awoken by my dad this morning at 2.30pm and yeah he told me to make my own udon for lunch. But when i woke up i found a note on my lappy that said they've gone to chatswood, so i thought HEY why dont i just go to westfield and buy KFC. After that i wanted to go to sportsgirl to buy a hairband, while walking there i stopped by Seduce to see the nice pweeety dresses. In order for me to walk to sportsgirl I had to cross over, and the second after crossing, I see this asian man standing outside sportsgirl, and IT WAS MY DAD. My god I turned around and brisk walked really fast home. This is the second time something like this happened. The first was when I went to pierce my ears and I saw my mother. Hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so cbb about doing work i just come online everyday and don't do anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-8119168337493858082?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/8119168337493858082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=8119168337493858082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/8119168337493858082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/8119168337493858082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/oct-11th.html' title='oct 11th'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-7790120178266818697</id><published>2006-10-10T20:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T14:59:39.758+10:00</updated><title type='text'>oct 10th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/37%20wiLL%20aLwaYs%20staY%20thE%20saMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="186" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/320/37%20wiLL%20aLwaYs%20staY%20thE%20saMe.jpg" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 years ago from today, was my last day in SMSS. And taking pictures and everything in school, and vandalising the tables, just ANYTHING on my last day. HMMM.&lt;br /&gt;I am still doing bio -.-&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night was the funniest, in the convo with nicole and divya and ani lay. Divya was going all hyper and then i was like divya just go hug a tree and nicole was like go fly a kite. Can anyone imagine divya literally flying a kite and the wind is so strong that it blows her away, and then Birdie Lee would come flying beside her asking if she wants to go to yum cha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/vA%20vaNdaLising%20thE%20tabLe%20on%20hEr%20LasT%20day%20oF%20schOoL.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/vA%20vaNdaLising%20thE%20tabLe%20on%20hEr%20LasT%20day%20oF%20schOoL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then we were talking about movies, and the first thing tt came to my mind was jurassic park. And i was asking the two if they've watched jurassic park and HOW SCARY WAS THAT MOVIE. And ani lay just randomly started talking and said "that was the first movie i ever watched as a kid" aand i just burst out laughing cos i imagined her screaming and everything. And i was like thinking how come her mother gave her jurassic park instead of cinderella or sleeping beauty or whatever. tskk and only later she revealed that jurassic was the first movie she watched AS A BIG SCREEN movie...after all that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is seriously wet now. Takes 3hours to dry it completely. I wish i was back in singapore, watching my cable tv and going out and just chillin. Everyone shud come to sg it is nice :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and also, ani lay was saying this pidgeon has returned, apparently it has a crush on ani AND it comes daily to see her. And she wonders why when she has a chicken drumstick in her hand. -.- Imagine ani lay shooing the pigeon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/jess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to mention, im gonna go buy my sister a dress from vibe or something as a belated bday gift, after the hsc of cos. AND it will be above her knees. Gosh that girl needs some style man.&lt;br /&gt;My mum was packing her stuff and she gave me a LIME mag and an archie comic cos she forgot to give me or soemthing. hmmm. I love archie comics :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-7790120178266818697?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/7790120178266818697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=7790120178266818697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7790120178266818697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7790120178266818697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/oct-10th.html' title='oct 10th'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-7965639844678982292</id><published>2006-10-09T21:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T21:51:28.840+10:00</updated><title type='text'>oct 9th</title><content type='html'>ok lets recap from yesterday, did bio all the way and still doing it. Hmmmm but when i woke up and while i was eating lunch, i was watching whatever movie was on tv, and it was Barbie and the 12 dancing princesses -.-!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And i think i remember lydia telling us one day how she was so bored she watched Barbie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i watched aussie idol, oh my gosh where do i start on Dean's performance........ he was just hot... so hot that he really....BROUGHT OUT THE ADHD side of ani. I haven't seen her so gaga over a guy before.... But seriously his performance was just so nice and ENTERTAINING, i think he shud be the winner. I feel like going over to ani lay's house which is FIFTY MINUTES AWAY and film her reaction for next week since its when he'll be playing his guitar. But i can predict she'll be jumping up and down in her red shirt with the picture of the lamb on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Cinderella last night and discovered that Gus's original name is Octavius.................&lt;br /&gt;How gay, it just ruined everything. Went to yum cha for lunch. Was good, had my normal char siew bao, siew mai and har gao :))      And not to forget the egg tart at the end.  mm hmmmmmm.    Ok i'm still doing bio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-7965639844678982292?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/7965639844678982292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=7965639844678982292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7965639844678982292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7965639844678982292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/oct-9th.html' title='oct 9th'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-7941776380595651962</id><published>2006-10-07T23:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T23:29:03.773+10:00</updated><title type='text'>october 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/Gus%20and%20Jaq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/320/Gus%20and%20Jaq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly i have to say happy birthday to parveen! she's finally 18. We can both go clubbing and walk in to buy smirnoff's and stuff :))&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up till 3.3oam to watch Ever After. If u haven't watched this movie, u seriously should becos it is so nice. I realise i like a lot of cinderella-related movies like Ella Enchanted and stuff. But most of all i love the original cartoon, especially Gus. But i also love the other disney movies and i have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/cinderella3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/400/cinderella3.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dying to watch Little mermaid since..forever. And Aladdin and er....hmmm sleeping beauty scared me a bit when i was young. And snow white..my gosh the fucking witch shud just roll off a cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/cinderella3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i was watchng some crime show and there was an asian lady who was some thief and she was meant to do all this accents, and suddenly she was meant to do the singaporean one................and she din even sound it. tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-7941776380595651962?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/7941776380595651962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=7941776380595651962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7941776380595651962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7941776380595651962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/october-7.html' title='october 7'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-7087899138033684929</id><published>2006-10-06T15:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T15:59:59.961+10:00</updated><title type='text'>state lib</title><content type='html'>went to the state lib with jenny and ning for the first time. And our very dear friend jenny, instead of going straight through, we went AROUND these buildings. And i was so fucking hot by the time i got there.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yes i found it &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; stupid that we had to write down if we had any textbooks and stuff -.-&lt;br /&gt;And yes the library wasn't even that nice from the way monica said it. She said there's this really big bookshelf thing with ladders like in beauty and the beast. Tsk...&lt;br /&gt;Jenny told her stories abt her experiences in vietnam and the train station again and we laughed so much. On the way back home, the train was filled with indians, and i had to breathe by my mouth the whole time -.-&lt;br /&gt;For lunch we went to that malaysian restaurant in QVB. hmmmmmm. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/2889471710097938630bHuona_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/2889471710097938630bHuona_fs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/2476126140097938630JFdWdi_ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/2476126140097938630JFdWdi_ph.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; the pic of ning carrying monica is so funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-7087899138033684929?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/7087899138033684929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=7087899138033684929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7087899138033684929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/7087899138033684929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/state-lib.html' title='state lib'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-4079189679760617869</id><published>2006-10-01T19:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T19:38:13.220+10:00</updated><title type='text'>october</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/2106012990097544591jngjJD_ph.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/2106012990097544591jngjJD_ph.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh dear oh dear, it is the beginning of october.....................................&lt;br /&gt;Ok i just suddenly rmemebered, that last year someone on my contact list had his nick as "ok everybody wake up, september is over already" -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have started.....work...but not actuaslly studying cos im just copying out the notes onto my book...this is not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/vY%20jess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It still hasn't hit me that i have less than 3 weeks till the HSC begins.....all i want to do is sit around and watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;How sad for the sydney swans.....one point man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/vA%20vY%20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/vA%20vY%20.jpg" 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/8422762-4079189679760617869?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/4079189679760617869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=4079189679760617869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4079189679760617869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4079189679760617869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/october.html' title='october'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-574843179637066577</id><published>2006-09-29T22:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T22:35:40.899+10:00</updated><title type='text'>step__up</title><content type='html'>Watched step up with mooonie. Good movie. I kept laughing and laughing at scenes that weren't even funny. But yes channing tatum is hot.&lt;br /&gt;Ning and i have been listening to justin's new album and the songs in there are just so nice, so everyone shud go listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;Last week was so far the most fun-est week i've had in ages, and now its back to studying and i haven't started much. Only one page of jap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="247" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/400/mulan.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;mushu is &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-574843179637066577?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/574843179637066577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=574843179637066577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/574843179637066577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/574843179637066577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/09/stepup.html' title='step__up'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-5749261291072140930</id><published>2006-09-24T12:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T12:21:24.968+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ms__Scully's__Wedding__+__Jenny_Myra_Lydia's__18th</title><content type='html'>Went to woolies to buy the smirnoff's and it was the same singaporean guy working there, but he din recognise me. Anyway yes i conclude that the black original smirnoff's and the absolut cut green apple are the nicest. Yes ok we had to carry all my stuff, my pillow my sports bag to the wedding cos i thought we were going to lydia's house first. Anyway yes the wedding was very nice. My second wedding in my life. She was crying and he was using the tissues to dab her face :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/saying%20their%20vows%20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we took a train to stratty, had gloria jeans, went to matrix to say hi to ppl and we were waiting for lydia's brother. And we were trying to pinpoint which one was her brother and ning kept saying what if he was shitting in the toilet right now. Yes we were like the earliest there and we cooked the spring rolls which we were scared of, and some of them were like half cooked... It was funny cos lydia and myra were shouting at jenny cos she was the most relaxed out of the 3 hosts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/cooking%20spring%20rolls%20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/cooking%20spring%20rolls%20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yes then more ppl came and we ate, there were these puff things which weren't that nice....but yes this dude and i took the first bite and we were like HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/vA%20nicole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yes there were ppl puking and getting drunk. I just can't stand it, i hate having to take care of people when i'm here to enjoy myself, so i just let others take care of them.&lt;br /&gt;Joanna and erian wanted more drinks so kim drove us to woolies, and we got lost halfway -.-&lt;br /&gt;And the guy din ask for my ID, how nice :D . Yeah went back and mooonie was there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/moonie%20vA.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The chips were nice. Speaking of chips, this dude was like do u noe where the chips are and i said yeah they're at the counter, and i led him there and he's like..oh not these chips, the chips for playing cards and i just felt like such a loser. Yes then there were quite a few anti-social asian dudes who just sat there, 4 in a row and like....yeah they just looked like.....................................&lt;br /&gt;The funniest was when we were all dancing, we told this guy to come and dance and ning practically told him 5 times "DON'T BE A SISSY AND DANCE! ". And she kept pushing him off and ran around the dance floor, and me monica and him the 3 of us were left there...and it was like one of those hollywood movies like those losers who have no one else to dance with....and yes the whole thing was just awkward. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/dudes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/dudes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that when everyone left, me ning and alyssa sat there and made fun of teresa and her brother. Then we played those lateral thinking games where Ray couldn't figure it out till the very end..... They opened the presents and lydia got this frame of all the Mc's she liked. Then we sat at the counter talking abt the randomest things, and the funniest was when jenny was telling us her stories on how she was "raped" by all these ppl. AHAHAHAAHA.&lt;br /&gt;If my parents were here............hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/hmmm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/hmmm.jpg" 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/8422762-5749261291072140930?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/5749261291072140930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=5749261291072140930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/5749261291072140930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/5749261291072140930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/09/msscullysweddingjennymyralydias18th.html' title='Ms__Scully&apos;s__Wedding__+__Jenny_Myra_Lydia&apos;s__18th'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-2463036574790563374</id><published>2006-09-22T22:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T22:07:15.738+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepover__+__fun__day__+__last__day__of__school</title><content type='html'>it was chippy's birthday on wednesday! don't know how old he is but hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/span&gt; Today is Uniform Day. Me ani emmy and jane stayed in a room and just chilled there till classes started. Maths we din do anything just walked around and sat there talking. Then we had chem, we gave tibbey the tie and card and he teared! How touching, jess and i were filming and zooming close into his face + tears. Jigged english, my last ever lesson in school. And we just took random pics. Had the chocolate lunch which wasn't as great as i expected. I thought they'd have chocolate fountains or something, but NO they had choc cakes -.-, "courtesy of the old girls". Well better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/ning%20jess%20vA%20allira%20penny%20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/ning%20jess%20vA%20allira%20penny%20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/m53565328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/m53565328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/we%20look%20so%20young%20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/we%20look%20so%20young%20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/Uniform%20Day%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/Uniform%20Day%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ning came over and we had dinner at George's cafe. Then we went to sch for the sleepover. My dad asked me if we were gonna have a campfire -.- . A campfire in Potts Hall............ Anyway yeah then we ate and watched She's the Man and The Devil Wears Prada. Good movies. Yeah but the funniest thing of all was when jenny was running in Potts Hall, and with all the sleeping bags around and being very slippery, she fell right in front of ning and I with this very loud thud. And we din even ask if she was alright, we just kept laughing and laughing. And i think everyone got over it after 2mins, but we were still laughing till our stomachs were hurting SO MUCH. Yeah so after the movie we all went to sleep, and i was just abt to fall asleep when someone's phone kept buzzing and the whole hall was like so annoyed and then i realised the sound was coming from the bag in front of me....and it was ning's alarm -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt; Woke up and changed into our dice outfits for Fun Day. How fucking sad we can't do any pranks at all to anyone and i so wanted to do something. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/Dice%20girls-%202%203%204%205%206%20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/Dice%20girls-%202%203%204%205%206%20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we just went round taking photos then we had our Fun Day assembly, which wasn't as funny as the past two yrs but hmmmmmmm. The myspace skit was good, and the very first one was the best- with emma as mrs phillippo nevill, sasha as mr briffa, vic as mr donley and...don't know who the other one is. And laura imitating britney spears was very funny too. Yes we went up to the stage to sing Jitterbug and i wont mention the names of those ppl who were right in front of us and kept pushing. Gosh. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently i was disturbing faruqui cos i was sleeping talking + snoring :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/ready%20to%20go%20home%20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/ready%20to%20go%20home%20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had our house lunch, and we got this bottle with candles inside. Mrs Black came with harrison. He is so cute now. Was nice seeing her again and ze behbi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt; Today is the last day of s.c.h.o.o.l ever. We'll never have to use the word school ever again. Parents went to tazzie in the morning so i had eliza and ning call to make sure im definately up. Walked to school. I just love doing things on my own i feel so independant. Anyway yeah then we were in the common room taking pics and everything. We had to fucking buy stockings and remove our nail polish. Me ning alyssa were running everywhere in different directions trying to get our things done. Its quite funny now that i look back. Yes we had a rehearsal for assembly. Olivia and I walked together as britnell said our names. Mrs herret refused to shake our hands for some reason................. Anyway yeah then the captains made their speeches and we sang our yr 12 song- High and then we were dismissed. HMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/Last%20Day%20of%20SCHOOL%20085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to gelatissimo to eat the 32 scoops of ice-cream with monica ning queky and jisun. Then watched Barnyard with neha divya eliza and hannah. Gosh it was so sad in one scene i kept crying and crying   :(      What a nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-2463036574790563374?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/2463036574790563374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=2463036574790563374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2463036574790563374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/2463036574790563374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/09/sleepoverfundaylastdayofschool.html' title='sleepover__+__fun__day__+__last__day__of__school'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-4766751356997158943</id><published>2006-09-16T20:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T20:14:26.429+10:00</updated><title type='text'>HSC_ jap_speaking</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;gosh i woke at 7.30 and i feel so lethargic now. We waited from 9-12.30 for our turn. And the examiners were so nice. NO NEED TO SPEAK AGAIN!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;some pics during our last chem prac, making soap&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/IMG_1895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/IMG_1895.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/IMG_1900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/IMG_1900.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/1600/IMG_1940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1386/1028/200/IMG_1940.jpg" 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/8422762-4766751356997158943?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/4766751356997158943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=4766751356997158943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4766751356997158943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/4766751356997158943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/09/hsc-japspeaking.html' title='HSC_ jap_speaking'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-1889655742012522090</id><published>2006-09-14T18:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T18:09:24.891+10:00</updated><title type='text'>fucking__bastard</title><content type='html'>ok the highlight of today is mr mcluckie becos he is just the biggest asshole in the whole world. He brought all these jap food for us and yeah everything was going well till the very end. He started shouting at ning and asking her to get out with the loudest voice i've ever heard from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And later on he came into the common room and pulled her aside and i just got so angry inside cos no 1. I was the one that asked her to come into the room and if it was anyone i shud have been the one that needs to be talked to, yet she gets scolded for it and no 2. Shouting at her was enough, pulling her aside and talking to her was -.- ..........&lt;br /&gt;I think i just feel really angry and defensive if another person shouts at my friend/family member especially if i know they can hardly defend themselves. And also if this was another tcher, even mrs calluaud, i wouldn't have done things like putting my hands on my hips or retaliating back becos .....they just don't deserve it. But i felt he did cos of how he always picked on me and jessie and all the times he yelled at monica and alyssa and lisa. And none of my other tchers would yell like that... And in a way i felt that i was wrong too but the fact that he's Mr Mcluckie and for all the things he's done, just made me blame everything on him.&lt;br /&gt;And mrs calluaud is getting nicer and nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that he talked to me personally saying i had this attitude towards him which i did cos i was angry and i still think he has such a big issue with his attitude too. I think i felt really relaxed cos i knew i wasn't gonna see him so i could show the real true....character of myself instead of the usual sucking up to him for the past 2 yrs. And i was gonna thank him at the end for the meal, but after shouting at her i was like ok forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One random thing was at the beginning when he pulled me aside, he first started telling me off about China.....on how me and ning were being racist towards chinese ppl "DESPITE THE FACT THAT WE ARE CHINESE OURSELVES" . Seriously i hope i never see him, especially in uni. Gosh if it wasn't for my parents, i would've said all the things i've wanted to say for 2 yrs to him!! And he told me and ning that he was offended.......................AND ITS NOT LIKE WE WERE TALKING ABOUT HIM, WE WERE REFERRING TO OTHER THINGS + TEACHERS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-1889655742012522090?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/1889655742012522090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=1889655742012522090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1889655742012522090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/1889655742012522090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/09/fuckingbastard.html' title='fucking__bastard'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-115803953417302484</id><published>2006-09-12T14:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T01:04:26.770+10:00</updated><title type='text'>week__ 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4832/570/1600/hugh_grant2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4832/570/200/hugh_grant2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;second last week of school. This is so sad yet exciting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had jap this morning and gosh we did so much speaking..... Went to sch, had bio, and we examined all these pathogens and there were these insects on it crawwwwwling. House time we had emotional resilience. And the speaker was talking about how when she fell during bball, her liver split into two...and her whole story was so...... i haven't felt so sick abt things like tt before.....and it was so gross tt zoe fainted :\ And at the end mr madigan was so funny, he was like "now girls speaking of liver, remember to take care of it, especially for next week "... ahahaha get it :D&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/8422762-115803953417302484?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115803953417302484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=115803953417302484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/115803953417302484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/115803953417302484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/09/week-9.html' title='week__ 9'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-115788807876316855</id><published>2006-09-10T21:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T21:54:38.896+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sep 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Went out to this jap restaurant with jo jacqui and alex. Joanna was trying to press the button on the lift, but she kept pressing the light......hmmmm. Food was good, company was good. I just kept laughing and laughing there when joanna said her cousin's friend's name is Baby Ong. Jacqui kept telling alex that she'll marry a jap guy and he'll call her 'my wah-ife' in this really bad jap accent. The train seats on the way home were just fucked, there was no spring in it and it creaked whenever we moved. Anyway yes i wanted to tell them abt the story on how i was in Little India and there was this indian guy who kept chasing me to put that red dot on my forehead, but before i said it i looked around to see if there were any indians, AND RIGHT BESIDE US, there was this indian WITH A RED DOT ON HIS FOREHEAD. Thank god i looked around.&lt;br /&gt;The funniest was when we were crossing and alex said she wanted to go to the galleries victoria to find a toilet and joanna was like why don't we cross this way to go to QVB. And we repeated "the galleries victoria" and she was like yehh yehhhh. And 2 seconds later she realised they were different buildings despite both of them having the word victoria. For once i knew something more than joanna ahahahaha. Anyway then we went to eat gelatissmo and sat down to eat it. And we see all these policemen running to some area. hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4832/570/1600/P1010187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4832/570/320/P1010187.jpg" 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/8422762-115788807876316855?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115788807876316855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=115788807876316855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/115788807876316855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/115788807876316855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/09/sep-10.html' title='sep 10'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-115779758525036519</id><published>2006-09-09T20:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T00:33:58.570+10:00</updated><title type='text'>singaporeans__ and__ malaysians</title><content type='html'>ok yes i promised eddie and nikki to write an entry abt why singaporeans and malaysians don't like each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The main reason too: the stupid fucking malaysian president, Mahatir, didn't wanna sell us water since our main water supply comes from them or something, until we pay them the price they want. WHAT THE HELL imagine if we didn't have any water. Tsk and then we had to find our own way to get our own water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Our accents and way of life are similar so there's an obvious competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The whole country is so dirty and unhygienic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. According to alyssa's mum, she said that Mahatir quoted from some leader that they should get rid of Singapore....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I think its also cos of the independance thing where our senior minister always believed that we shud have been an independant country but nOoOooOo malaysia thought they shud conquer the whole country. But at least we separated in Aug 9, 1965.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Malaysians don't like the behaviour of Singaporeans cos we look down on them, just go to Malaysia and you'll know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Their fake vcds are just such lousy quality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks very little but then yeah its just something where u have to experience it to understand. Bottomline, we are better than them in every single way and malaysia should just drown into the sea and vanish forever :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-115779758525036519?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115779758525036519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=115779758525036519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/115779758525036519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/115779758525036519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/09/singaporeans-and-malaysians.html' title='singaporeans__ and__ malaysians'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422762.post-115726220958929487</id><published>2006-09-03T15:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T21:46:58.446+10:00</updated><title type='text'>3 sep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;forgot to blog about friday. Yes we had assembly where the captains were acting as Aussie idol people. The songs they sang were so funny. I remember the one was guy's Angels brought me here, and instead of Its been a long and winding journey, they sang Its been a bad Area of Study journeyyyy. Yeah and mr noble had to sing I feel like a Woman. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly feel like uploading pics for no reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4832/570/1600/panic%20at%20the%20disco%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4832/570/320/panic%20at%20the%20disco%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4832/570/1600/I%20love%20NY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" height="129" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4832/570/200/I%20love%20NY.jpg" width="157" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4832/570/1600/kookai.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4832/570/320/kookai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;_________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love her bracelet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4832/570/1600/kookai.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422762-115726220958929487?l=vananarama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115726220958929487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422762&amp;postID=115726220958929487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/115726220958929487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422762/posts/default/115726220958929487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vananarama.blogspot.com/2006/09/3-sep.html' title='3 sep'/><author><name>vananarama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00377054131888352801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
