<?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-26136927</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:10:27.390+08:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='Random'/><category term='Surveys'/><category term='2009'/><category term='Jesse Mccartney'/><category term='Worst experience'/><category term='Mandy Moore'/><category term='Smallville'/><category term='Singapore taxi drivers'/><category term='Ah peks'/><category term='Heroes'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Tv show'/><category term='Taxi Drivers'/><category term='Blake Lewis'/><category term='Work life'/><category term='Kate Voegele'/><category term='Don&apos;t ask don&apos;t tell'/><category term='http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gifHari raya'/><category term='Liz phair'/><category term='Pretty Children'/><category term='photos'/><category term='NKOTB'/><category term='My top 5 choices'/><category term='Videos'/><category term='The-wreckage'/><category term='The Amazing Race'/><category term='Book Reviews'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='Singapore'/><category term='RandomThoughts'/><category term='Model Face-Off'/><category term='Live'/><category term='Good experience'/><category term='Quizzes'/><category term='Singapore cab drivers'/><category term='clubbing'/><category term='Spice Girls'/><category term='Hari raya'/><category term='School'/><category term='Vanessa Carlton'/><category term='Ban the brothers'/><category term='singing'/><category term='Updates'/><category term='Outings'/><category term='Movie review'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Concert'/><category term='Michelle Branch'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Red camp'/><category term='Celebrity gossip'/><category term='Singapore Idol'/><category term='American Idol'/><category term='Duffy'/><category term='Dissing'/><category term='Original Gangsters'/><category term='Graduation Night'/><category term='Website Layout'/><category term='Survivor'/><category term='Discussion'/><category term='Jurong Bird Park'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Sophie Ellis-Bextor'/><category term='Album review'/><category term='Singfest 09'/><category term='Rant'/><category term='Bananarama'/><category term='O&apos;levels'/><category term='Victoria Beckham'/><category term='Pure crap'/><title type='text'>The-Wreckage</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>534</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-4738453433612428224</id><published>2009-06-24T16:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T16:36:31.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RandomThoughts'/><title type='text'>What if?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What if I am at the same place where I was at 2 years ago and I saw my-2-years-ago-self there?&lt;br /&gt;What would happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this happen. Weird. But true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.s I got my Lady Gaga Tickets already. Sexciting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="flockcredit" style="text-align: right; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-size: x-small;"&gt;Blogged with the &lt;a href="http://www.flock.com/blogged-with-flock" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;" target="_new" title="Flock Browser"&gt;Flock Browser&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/26136927-4738453433612428224?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/4738453433612428224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=4738453433612428224' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4738453433612428224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4738453433612428224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-if.html' title='What if?'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-904662642785400980</id><published>2009-06-01T02:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T02:19:40.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surveys'/><title type='text'>URGENT SURVEY.</title><content type='html'>Hello! If you are a guy within the age of 16 to 26 years old, please do me a favour and help me complete this survey on Online Gaming! Pretty please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zoomerang.com/Survey/?p=WEB2299GUA37TH"&gt;CLICK ME FOR SURVEY :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-904662642785400980?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/904662642785400980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=904662642785400980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/904662642785400980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/904662642785400980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2009/06/urgent-survey.html' title='URGENT SURVEY.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-8348589912778018602</id><published>2009-05-31T23:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T02:25:00.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sophie Ellis-Bextor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bananarama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NKOTB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singfest 09'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kate Voegele'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My top 5 choices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesse Mccartney'/><title type='text'>Who do I want to perform at SINGFEST 09?</title><content type='html'>Is anyone out there excited for SINGFEST yet? I guess it's still a little too early to be blogging about this eh? Heh. I don't know why but I am so excited already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, I had a dream last night that I was at Singfest 2009, standing at the moshpit, armed with 100 bottles of water and just grooving to the music! Thinking about the humid air just suffocates me. Okay, maybe I was exaggerating about the 100 bottles of water, but you can't deny this poor boy of his privilege of blogging about his experience at SINGFEST 09 even before he actually went for Singfest this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my day started out like this. Kristel darling and I met up and went for this event together. We had extra company (coughes) and we started queuing up as early as 1145 am. It was madness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I literally brought a basket full of stuffs. Even a mat. At 1245 pm, we finally managed to get through the gates. EVERYONE, yes everyone, practically ran for their lives as though there was some terrorist attack or something and dashed straight to the main stage area. Our 'extra company' set up the mat and Kristel and I just ran to the front row of the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2738705428_12554a31a5_o_d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 397px; height: 263px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/2738705428_12554a31a5_o_d.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so my favourite music artists actually came to perform. If I'm ever given the power to pick whichever music artists to perform in our hometown for Singfest 09, I'd definitely choose these few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;5. New Kids On the Block&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/nkotb"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture9-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 375px; height: 250px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/Picture9-1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyone else remembered this boyband? I swear they are the only boyband out there that can literally kick BSB's ass. They are a huge classic and they need to come to Singapore like NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proposed Set list: Step by step, Summertime, Dirty dancing, 2 in the morning and Full service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;4. Jesse McCartney&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/jessemccartney"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3344932934_581039ab83_o_d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 397px; height: 297px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/3344932934_581039ab83_o_d.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I could picture all of the girls squealing over him and shouting, "JESSE I LOVE YOUUUU!". haha! I think he actually created a new genre of music, bubble gum rnb. See? Even the genre sounds cute. Even if he does not come for Singfest, can he at least come for a concert in Singapore please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proposed Setlist: Leavin', How do you sleep, It's over, Body Language, Beautiful Soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Bananarama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/bananarama"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2503558178_7e6481ca3b_b_d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 395px; height: 296px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/2503558178_7e6481ca3b_b_d.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OMGAH! They're still around btw! Their previous album was back in 2005 and that was just 4 years ago. But having them perform in Singapore is gonna be like, EPIC. My body goes crazy every single time I hear the clubs playing them.&lt;br /&gt;Proposed Setlist: Love in the first degree, Move in my direction, Venus, Look on the floor, Last thing on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Kate Voegele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/katevoegele"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3549753606_2b51e6d41b_o_d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 404px; height: 267px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/3549753606_2b51e6d41b_o_d.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She reminds me so much of why I used to like Michelle Branch so much in the past. I love her edgy attitude, i love her onscreen character on One Tree Hill as Mia and I just love her music. She's an amazing performer on stage plus, not many solo female artists out there writes their own song anymore. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proposed Setlist: 99 times, It's only life, No good, Manhattan from the sky and Playing with my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Sophie Ellis-Bextor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sophieellisbextor"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3095850554_cd0ae1954b_b_d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 364px; height: 243px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/3095850554_cd0ae1954b_b_d.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay girl, where have you been? For the uninformed, she actually has a new single with the Freemasons called, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Heartbreak Make me a dancer'&lt;/span&gt;. The track is BEYOND AMAZING, i swear. I love her old retro and even indie stuffs too. In fact, her third album, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Trip the light fantastic'&lt;/span&gt; is probably one of her finest works so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proposed Setlist: Heartbreak Make Me A Dancer, Murder on the dancefloor, Groovejet, Catch you. Maybe she could surprise all of us by singing her rare indie stuffs that she did with Theaudience eh? 'A pessimist is never disappointed.' would be a great song choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMGAH. I'M FEELING THE EXCITEMENT ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-8348589912778018602?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/8348589912778018602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=8348589912778018602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8348589912778018602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8348589912778018602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2009/05/who-do-i-want-to-perform-at-singfest-09.html' title='Who do I want to perform at SINGFEST 09?'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/th_2738705428_12554a31a5_o_d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-7155803391636994432</id><published>2009-05-16T13:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T13:35:07.683+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Back again!</title><content type='html'>Hello peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started 4 weeks ago and it has been HELL. haha! Okay, you know how well I love to exaggerate. I'm absolutely loving all of my modules! I chose to specialise in Advertising &amp;amp; PR, which is quite cool actually. Charmaine says that "i put all the eggs in one basket." Okay girl, you'll know what I mean once you're in this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose some electricity shit module for my extra electives. I actually love that class despite having to rush to school every single week. Sometimes i just forget that I'm in poly because it just brings me back to my secondary school days, in the physics lab. My tutor, he's nice, but i just get so bored i almost fall asleep every single time. Okay enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, what am i doing? I'm trying to finish my brand critique, which is due this coming monday! I've already typed 6 pages essay style. 4 more pages to go and im done! I've been earning peanuts in Haagen daz sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still craving for sushi. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay gotta get ready for work. Have i mentioned that i MIGHT get this job that pays me 10-13$ per hour and its very flexible! (No selling involved even!) More about that soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-7155803391636994432?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/7155803391636994432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=7155803391636994432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/7155803391636994432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/7155803391636994432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-again.html' title='Back again!'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-5669119762912009980</id><published>2009-04-07T23:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T01:02:51.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore taxi drivers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore cab drivers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worst experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taxi Drivers'/><title type='text'>Worst taxi drivers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Disclaimer: Too much angst in this post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;How many of you have actually encountered a bad experience with taxi drivers? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hah! What a rhetorical question!&lt;/span&gt; I dare say most of us have encountered at least one bad experience in our life one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason why I decided to blog about this was because I had a very fucked up day today &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(and i mean really really fucked up that i was so bloody pissed off with everyone)&lt;/span&gt; and it so happened that I forgot a particular piece of important paper at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flagged a cab and upon entering the cab, I told my taxi driver to speed all the way home because I was in a hurry. The taxi driver just laughed at me and continued driving at his slow pace of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50km/h&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I was thinking, if my grandma ever had a license, she'd be driving faster than you. But i told myself to calm down. Just calm down.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thought he did not understand me but I decided not to pursue the matter because it would only make me more pissed off. I reached home and told him to wait for a minute as I go up to my home and pick up the papers. Unfortunately, it started raining and my instinct was telling me to bring my umbrella no matter how lazy I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down my lift lobby and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GUESS WHAT?&lt;/span&gt; The driver had no initiative to wait for me at the shelter so that I would not get wet. He did not tell me that he would be waiting at the far end of my housing block. And I was so thankful that I brought my umbrella down because if not, I'll be soaking wet. Whatever. I still got wet at the end of the day and the ink on my papers smudged because of the rain. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Urgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought my day was going to get better, the taxi driver being a Mr Know-It-All insisted on going his own way even though i clearly gave him accurate directions to turn to the right to get to the nearest mrt station. I was so pissed off that I flared up at him. This was the exact scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: "Turn right at the junction."&lt;br /&gt;Taxi Driver: "Nolaa. The sign says the exit is straight ahead."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I know there are two exits. You are going the wrong way."&lt;br /&gt;*Taxi driver continues to drive straight ahead, which clearly was the wrong direction. He got embarrassed after he found out he was in the wrong.*&lt;br /&gt;Taxi Driver: "Oh did I go the wrong way?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Me: "*already angry/frustrated/pissed off/annoyed* YES! I said turn right but you wouldn't listen! I live here! I know the way! There's two exits! Why can't you listen to me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxi Driver: "Oh sorry sorry. I did not know."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Just turn around and drive! Urgh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that he just sped all the way to the nearest mrt station because he knew that I was so pissed off with him. And he cut down 20 cents from the final taxi fare at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Talk about teen angst. Thats what you get for pissing me off. The taxi driver even had the cheek to laugh and make fun of his own stupidity, which was the last thing i needed at that point of time. Thanks for adding 60 cents to the taxi meter when I already told you that's not the way. I do sincerely apologize though if i was in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really think taxi drivers underestimate our intelligence, don't you think so? They think they're such a know-it-all. And sometimes they take advantage of our money by going by the longer way or going round in a circle so that they will earn more. It's frustrating! The starting fare is so expensive costing $3 and they could still have the cheek to go via the longer route. If the taxi fare was cheaper, I swear to you I'd be taking the taxi to school every single day or once a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then at times i believe there are the good drivers out there. There are taxi drivers that greet you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"GOOD MORNING!"&lt;/span&gt; when you enter the taxi and even go to the extent of bidding you goodbye when you alight from the taxi. And some even talk to you about their own lives. Little things like that actually make my day and actually help to turn a frown into a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, I had a taxi driver really speeding like mad &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(and i mean really speeding at the rate of 120km/h i could puke)&lt;/span&gt; just so that I would not be late for my test. Though I wanted to curse him at the end of the day for giving me such a splitting headache, he was actually concerned about me taking my test in time because he shares the same experience for he has a daughter who also studies at a similar institution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a taxi driver running after me because I forgot my pencil box. I know, it was so silly of him but I really appreciated it because there was money inside and he did not take it. (Maybe he didn't know there was money inside?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I also had a taxi driver slashing my taxi fare by 50% just because he knew my dad. I never knew my dad was such an important authority in the police force. He claimed to have worked under my dad before. Wow? I think that's just pure luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;What about you? Do you have any bad or good experience with a taxi driver that you would like to share?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-5669119762912009980?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/5669119762912009980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=5669119762912009980' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/5669119762912009980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/5669119762912009980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2009/04/worst-taxi-drivers.html' title='Worst taxi drivers.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-4814823914338868514</id><published>2009-04-04T19:43:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T23:14:33.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Model Face-Off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jurong Bird Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>What to do at the Jurong Bird Park?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132377_2653545.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 235px; height: 312px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132377_2653545.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two tourists for the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristel suggested to visit the Jurong Bird Park a few weeks ago with both Aqilah and I but we have been postponing it for some time now. And I realise that I have not seen Kristel for sooooo long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132382_142545.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 313px; height: 234px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132382_142545.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why they would have this cute telephone booth in the bird park. (It's empty inside btw) I love this pic, its so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After today's outing, Aqilah is officially the Bubble* queen for bailing out on both Kristel and myself at the last minute for the 4th time! (Yes i know it wasn't your fault this time. HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Advice from the expert)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things you should do in Jurong Bird Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Arrive early!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132372_1838283.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 253px; height: 189px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132372_1838283.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jurong Bird Park is not the size of your house, mind you. It's a HUGE park and there are different events happening at different timings. So, if you do not want to miss out on anything, come early. For more, check the &lt;a href="http://www.birdpark.com.sg/"&gt;Bird Park Website.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristel and I arrived quite late at about 12pm. We missed out on a few stuffs that we had originally wanted to visit but its okay. I wouldn't want to trade my sleeping time for anything in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Have your lunch at the not-so-famous Bongo Burgers restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132390_3283427.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 279px; height: 208px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132390_3283427.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, look at that beef patty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A bongo burger set meal (inclusive of drinks) would cost you a good 16 dollars. Despite being very costly, the Bongo burgers are almost as huge as both of your buttcheeks combined and will definitely keep you full throughout your entire sightseeing journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132388_4260095.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 285px; height: 212px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132388_4260095.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristel has a big mouth. I wonder what it can do. wink wink. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrr, I'm still annoyed that it burned a hole in my wallet. Kristel, on the other hand, said it was worth her money. Well, you know what babe? Good for you. Bad for me because I don't have money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Catch at least two or all of the amazing bird shows either at the Amphiteatre or the Fuji Hawk Walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132404_4630924.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 219px; height: 162px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132404_4630924.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken during the birds of prey show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These shows have fixed timing throughout the day and they are a great way to relax whenever you are tired. You're human and you need to rest at one point of time. Make it a point to watch the bird shows when you're taking a break. Hey, you're killing two birds with one stone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Ask to volunteer for the shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132406_4395721.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 206px; height: 273px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132406_4395721.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristel volunteered! And she fed meat to the birds. Eew. Thank god they did not choose me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These shows are amazing. If you're lucky, they might as you to volunteer as a helper, which allows you to get so close to the birds. Kristel was lucky to be chosen and she got to feed meat to the vulture. I hope her hands didn't smell after that. (yuck!) And she got some freebies too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;5. Do not buy the panorail tickets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, the panorail is quite inaccesible. Secondly, the panorail arrives quite late. Thirdly, it does not stop at every station. So you have some walking to do at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You already paid 18$ for the admission fee. Paying an extra 5$ just to take the panorail is not exactly worth your money. So your two feets are probably the best set of transportation all around the Bird Park. This was what Kristel and I did and we walked all around the Bird Park with ease (considering the fact that both of us whine a lot. We actually did not .. whine that much!) And we got to visit every single station around the bird park and admire the birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;6. Visit the African Waterfall Aviary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132429_5519698.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 304px; height: 228px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132429_5519698.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one was there. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132431_5084205.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 218px; height: 289px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132431_5084205.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breath-taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is claimed as the WORLD's largest bird aviary. And oh boy, it is stunning. For a moment, Kristel and I both forgot that we were in Singapore. The man made waterfall is so breath-taking. The view is just amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;7. Bring Calamine lotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bring this if your blood tastes salty because mosquitoes like their blood sweet. Unless you wanna have little red dots on your legs and hands, calamine lotion is a must if you're visiting any parks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be jealous but both kristel's blood and my blood tasted super sweet, which was probably why we ended up with a lot of mosquito bites at the end of the day. We are sweet and nice people. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;8. Look up while walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do know that birds can fly right? I'm glad you know that. These birds will probably be flying from one tree branch to another. Look up and you won't miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, watch out for the bird poop while you're walking. Cover your mouth when you yawn. You wouldn't want something nasty to drop inside your mouth right? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;9. Bring a camera everywhere you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132393_23082.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 295px; height: 220px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132393_23082.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew red birds existed. I always thought they were grey or white or black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132397_1941789.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 290px; height: 217px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132397_1941789.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty flamingos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These birds are all over the place! And if you are lucky, the bird might be doing something silly. Or you might encounter a rare species of bird that really wants to take a photo with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132417_4084676.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 287px; height: 214px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132417_4084676.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The swan wanted a picture with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132403_7915300.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 288px; height: 216px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132403_7915300.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristel scared the peacock away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buying your own photo from the photo booth would cost you another 18$. Not worth it, eh? Just pester any random tourists to take a photo of you and your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;10. Don't forget to make full use of the admission fee freebies and ticket cost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us got a free oyster pearl each. I don't see why I would want that so i gave mine to kristel. Kristel made a necklace out of her pearl. Wait, the last time I checked, this was Jurong Bird park not Underwater world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got discount vouchers after buying the admission tickets. Use them all because it is only valid on the day itself.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just for fun, let's do a model face-off between Kristel and Myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132396_141351.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 252px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132396_141351.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring the fierce king rool and diva blonde kristel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Round 1: Telephone Booth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132379_8322313.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 189px; height: 252px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132379_8322313.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132381_6492681.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 190px; height: 252px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132381_6492681.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The king brings a cute expression in his picture. The diva on the other hand, looks uncomfortable. Who brings home the money? The king is the winner for this round.&lt;br /&gt;King 1 - Diva 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round 2: With the birdys.&lt;br /&gt;They say taking a photoshoot with an animal is a hard shot to master, especially if the animal is untamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132411_175693.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 304px; height: 226px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132411_175693.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132412_5193389.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 263px; height: 348px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132412_5193389.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This round is a draw. Both of them looked great in their shots. HA HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;Both of them gets one point each.&lt;br /&gt;King 2 - Diva 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132423_470144.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 236px; height: 176px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132423_470144.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132425_6491494.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 235px; height: 176px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132425_6491494.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The diva earns her first win through underhand means. She scared the king by telling him that the statue is going to come alive. It really looked real, btw. ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;King 2 - Diva 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round 4: The crucial round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132456_1400863.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 358px; height: 266px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132456_1400863.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the king gives his all.&lt;br /&gt;omg, epic fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132457_4403406.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 351px; height: 263px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132457_4403406.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it fell short. Finelaa. You win. The winner is kristel. hurray!&lt;br /&gt;Diva 2 - Kristel 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n575611490_2132455_1899087.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 379px; height: 284px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Jurong%20Bird%20Park/n575611490_2132455_1899087.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an awesome fun time with my diva sidekick kristel. I absolutely cannot wait to meet her again! Yipee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Malay mats and minahs use this term to anyone who pull out of an outing at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. We only paid 18$ for our tickets thanks to Kristel's lovely cousin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-4814823914338868514?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/4814823914338868514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=4814823914338868514' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4814823914338868514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4814823914338868514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2009/04/jurong-bird-park.html' title='What to do at the Jurong Bird Park?!'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-772006710989853932</id><published>2009-03-29T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:19:41.948+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>Bye Bye Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'll be on my way to KAY-ELLE (a faraway country) in about a few hours time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I should be sleeping now. So off I go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Will be back on Wednesday night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;till then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-772006710989853932?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/772006710989853932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=772006710989853932' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/772006710989853932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/772006710989853932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2009/03/bye-bye-singapore.html' title='Bye Bye Singapore'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-311350204242333892</id><published>2009-03-29T12:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T14:33:07.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clubbing'/><title type='text'>Don't be scared, it's just clubbing.</title><content type='html'>After going clubbing for like 5 (or 6) times already, I admit I'm still scared of the nightlife due to certain reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;People whom I don't like will be inside the club.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't drink and everyone else is drinking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People will be judging you from the way you are dressed. And stare at you for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All the perverts that will end up pinching either your friends butts or your butt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because I suffer from night-blindness and I'll end up getting lost on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Krubbing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170898.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 324px; height: 242px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Krubbing/P1170898.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still went anyway with Eric and Zammy a week ago. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zammy was so nice to have bought drinks for the both of us. He knows that I don't drink so he got for me a mocktail of 'Shirley's Temple', which mainly consisted of 7Up and Raspberry and there's no alcohol at all. Oh and I had an Orange Juice too. Tell me how juvenile it was to be drinking those beverages inside a club? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The club was so freakin' HOT AND WARM. I could barely breathe at all. But clubbing still proves to be a great way to dance all your problems away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some girls are so slutty-ish to be unbuttoning their boyfriends shirt while dancing with them. Girl, get a hold of yourself. Otherwise, get a room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Krubbing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170900.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 317px; height: 237px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Krubbing/P1170900.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Krubbing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170902.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 313px; height: 233px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Krubbing/P1170902.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Krubbing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170904.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 311px; height: 232px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Krubbing/P1170904.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s Am i growing up too fast? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-311350204242333892?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/311350204242333892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=311350204242333892' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/311350204242333892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/311350204242333892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-be-scared-its-just-clubbing.html' title='Don&apos;t be scared, it&apos;s just clubbing.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-3833811450181711574</id><published>2009-03-26T13:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T01:34:59.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duffy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concert'/><title type='text'>Duffy Live in Singapore 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Duffy%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Duffy%2009/Picture3.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Before you go, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"OMG YOU'RE A LUCKY B***H. YOU GO TO ALMOST EVERY CONCERT!"&lt;/span&gt;. Well firstly, No, I do not go for every concert. Secondly, I only go for the ones that I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still pretty bummed out for not going to Coldplay's and Jason Mraz's concert. I was planning to get my tickets at the last minute only to be told that it was all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOLD OUT&lt;/span&gt;. And I still want to go for Craig David's gig at Zirca but Eric (a friend of mine) doesn't wanna buy the tickets for me. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its okay, at least I still went for Duffy's concert. You know, it's not exactly the kind of concert whereby you expect a lot of dancing mainly because her music is leaning more towards the jazz sound. So snap your fingers! Snap snap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was the one who has been pestering me to go to the concert with her since Kylie's concert last year (Promotion for Duffy started around that time). I'm happy my mom got the side-front seats for the both of us and we were so close to the stage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Duffy%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170948.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 215px; height: 160px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Duffy%2009/P1170948.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Duffy%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170931.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 216px; height: 161px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Duffy%2009/P1170931.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I admit, I did snooze off for a while but Duffy always surprises me after a while. I guess, that's just her style, no? Yes, Duffy is an amazing singer but I do feel that she needs to step up her game a little bit by incorporating more dance moves in her concert. The change of clothes concept was good. And perhaps they could have remixed some of her songs with popular oldies specially for the concert? Or maybe alternate versions, to keep the songs fresh, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't that much merchandise for us to purchase with the sole exception of cds, dvds and vinyls. We finally settled on the 12" LP Vinyl so that I can add it to my increasing number of vinyls and so that I can display it in my room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Duffy%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo2copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 268px; height: 200px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Duffy%2009/Photo2copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeee! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Duffy%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170932.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 184px; height: 242px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Duffy%2009/P1170932.jpg" alt="Photobucket" align="left" border="0" hspace="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Duffy Concert Setlist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Syrup And Honey (!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;2 Rockferry&lt;br /&gt;3 Hanging On Too Long&lt;br /&gt;4 Serious&lt;br /&gt;5 Breaking My Own Heart&lt;br /&gt;6 Rain On Your Parade (New song!)&lt;br /&gt;7 Warwick Avenue (!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;8 Delayed Devotion&lt;br /&gt;9 Stepping Stone&lt;br /&gt;10 Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;11 Mercy (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;12 Scared (Encore)&lt;br /&gt;13 Distant Dreamer (Encore)&lt;br /&gt;14 ?? (Encore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* !!!= I really love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there was not much songs for Duffy to perform because she's a new artist in the market and she did not have enough songs to last for a 2 hour concert. Because of that, I was expecting a short concert (akin to Rihanna's) but &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOOO&lt;/span&gt;. Duffy brought her A-game on and sang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; of her songs, including her B-sides and even a new song, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Rain on your parade"&lt;/span&gt;. It actually got me pretty hyped up for her next album. I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she was done with her concert, she left the stage and everyone was shouting, "Encore! Duffy! Come back!". Duffy came back and gave us not one but three more performances. Singaporeans love more, don't they? Wink wink, if you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned how cute she was? After every performance, she would say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"CIYA CIYA"&lt;/span&gt;. For a moment, i tot the concert had already ended and she was trying to say "See ya see ya". And then again, i thought it could be some Welsh language that she's talking about. I talked about it with Eric and he told me she might be trying to say THANK YOU in Mandarin. And it's true! Because my mom came back home and she read it from the newspaper. How cute was that? "CIYA CIYA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Duffy%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170934.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 314px; height: 234px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Duffy%2009/P1170934.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess most Singaporean Duffy fans were expecting more songs from Duffy similar to 'Mercy', which was definitely the song of the night! Every single person in the theater stood up, singing in unison and even tried to imitate the dancing (even the daddys who were at the concert! haha!) If i could video it down, i would but i was so caught up dancing along with my mom to even bother! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think she could even be one of Duffy's backup dancers. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Duffy%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170916.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 195px; height: 260px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Duffy%2009/P1170916.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Duffy%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170915.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 196px; height: 260px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Duffy%2009/P1170915.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken before the concert. Yes, we are kiasu people because we came quite early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, my mom and I really enjoyed the concert and I am sure Duffy will return to Singapore on her next concert. Just watch out for it. She'll definitely be begging you for mercy. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s Pictures are all copyrighted to me. I do not own copyright to the Duffy logo.&lt;br /&gt;P/P.s I can't wait to blog about Kylie's concert! But not so soon. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-3833811450181711574?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/3833811450181711574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=3833811450181711574' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/3833811450181711574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/3833811450181711574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2009/03/duffy-live-in-singapore-2009.html' title='Duffy Live in Singapore 2009'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-4796763437931171642</id><published>2009-03-25T13:51:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T15:19:18.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Chill lah! It's just a prank!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Mai%20and%20Amira/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2594_58532179651_576714651_1611959_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 331px; height: 220px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Mai%20and%20Amira/2594_58532179651_576714651_1611959_.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am totally loving the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with Mai, Amira and Shahrizan last week for an impromptu outing. And by impromptu, i actually mean it happened like this ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"You not bored ah? Stay at home the whole day."&lt;br /&gt;"Yah. I'm SO bored."&lt;br /&gt;"Yah. I'm bored too. Wanna go out? We ajak Mai also."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay. You ask Mai."&lt;br /&gt;"Let's go kite-flying. (wtf)"&lt;br /&gt;".. or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;shisha.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i moved my lazy bum out of my chair and dragged my feets to the toilet to shower. I think I'm growing up to be a lazy person, seriously. All i ever do during this holidays is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wake up, eat, watch tv, watch online tv, surf facebook, surf surf, eat, sleep. &lt;/span&gt;Terrible, much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So along with Shahrizan, we went to have some Popeyes before going to Arab Street. I still don't like Popeyes food but hey, it's free so i shall not complain. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Mai%20and%20Amira/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2594_58532149651_576714651_1611954_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 363px; height: 241px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Mai%20and%20Amira/2594_58532149651_576714651_1611954_.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two illegal immigrants from India finally arrived. Mahalakshmi and Aishwarya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Mai%20and%20Amira/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2594_58532154651_576714651_1611955_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 248px; height: 370px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Mai%20and%20Amira/2594_58532154651_576714651_1611955_.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! One more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Amira had a disastrous time when shah did one dreadlock for her. Ouch. It was so fkin painful, i swear! Whoever has dreadlocks is one crazy bitch to be able to withstand the pain (and smell). I would have uploaded the video of Shah doing Amira's hair but I'm lazy, so too bad. (I just realised my handphone has excellent video quality. yay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shisha was totally strong that night. I don't know why. I got light-headed after 2 puffs. I'm so weak. But I continued anyway. hahaha! I liked that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Mai%20and%20Amira/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2594_58532294651_576714651_1611981_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 372px; height: 247px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Mai%20and%20Amira/2594_58532294651_576714651_1611981_.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shisha was really exceptionally strong so Shah was 'sucking' out all the strong essence for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Mai%20and%20Amira/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2594_58532249651_576714651_1611972_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 367px; height: 244px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2009/Mai%20and%20Amira/2594_58532249651_576714651_1611972_.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illegal immigrants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also prank called a few people. It was fun. I do have a hot *coughes* voice afterall. I loooooooove hearing people's expression, especially when they're excited. It's the exact same feeling when you were a little boy and you were given a little lollipop. Yeah that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one person heard Mai's voice because I have yet to put down the phone and she was saying something like, "So was he convinced?". The person was like, "WHAT?" I immediately put down the phone and (picture this) all of us were shouting, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;/span&gt; Omg that was some shit there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s What a copycat. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;P/Ps Ayah, if you are reading this, please get me a DSLR camera for my birthday. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S/O: Thanks Shah for the amazing photos, once again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-4796763437931171642?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/4796763437931171642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=4796763437931171642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4796763437931171642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4796763437931171642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2009/03/chill-lah-its-just-prank.html' title='Chill lah! It&apos;s just a prank!'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-9206353198929240265</id><published>2009-03-24T13:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T14:33:17.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>Version 8: Stop Playing With My Delirium!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=The_Wreckage_Layout_No_7_by_funky_f.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 212px; height: 127px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/The_Wreckage_Layout_No_7_by_funky_f.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture4-2.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 208px; height: 125px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/Picture4-2.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, say hello to layout number 8! Above was layout number 7, that I have been using since August last year. Plenty of things I wanna blog about ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Duffy Concert 2009&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kylie Minogue Concert 2008&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zul's Birthday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Farhan's Birthday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clubbing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I'm not too pleased with my new electives. (Okay maybe just one because I did not chose it at all) I really really wanted Adcre, oh well now that screwed everything up because the class was cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results wise, I was totally shocked. I was not expecting it to be uh good? But I'm pretty happy with it. I thought I sucked at the PR exam paper, but it turned out otherwise. HEHEHE. What can i say, I'm a lucky bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am gonna get ready for work. It's gonna be another loooooooooong day. And please click the advertisements (If there are any both on the side and below) so that I'll earn money. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King is back! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-9206353198929240265?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/9206353198929240265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=9206353198929240265' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/9206353198929240265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/9206353198929240265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2009/03/version-8-stop-playing-with-my-delirium.html' title='Version 8: Stop Playing With My Delirium!'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/th_The_Wreckage_Layout_No_7_by_funky_f.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-8701128088881657243</id><published>2009-03-20T00:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T01:17:19.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Stories bout some other guy.</title><content type='html'>I just need to clear my mind right now. I have LOADS of stuffs to rant about (as always, what's new eh?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an awesome time just now. Time flies so fast when you are having fun eh? I'll blog more about it later when ... I have my new layout up and ready! (Plus when I get the photos from my friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of working at Topman. My sister killed my dream by saying, "So you won't be working at Topman because dreams are the opposite of reality". Dreaming about it was so good that I slept in for an extra 3 hours. (I actually woke up at 8am, ended up waking up at 11. hhaaha!) Am i the only one here that's excited for the new Topman branch to be opened in the new tampines shopping mall?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy now. Talk later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wdc2nQ-3V0g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wdc2nQ-3V0g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letoya Luckett - Not Anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love this song. Its so cute and it has been my ringtone for the past 1 month. Check it out if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: Fuggggg. Results tomorrow. The first thing that I will see in the morning will be my results, FROM MY MOBILE PHONE. GAH! Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I told this to Yan and I actually liked what I'm saying. "Friends (in workplace) come along in your life as an added incentive, especially when you're enjoying your job. Speaks a lot about my current situation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-8701128088881657243?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/8701128088881657243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=8701128088881657243' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8701128088881657243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8701128088881657243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2009/03/stories-bout-some-other-guy.html' title='Stories bout some other guy.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-6738654831209916437</id><published>2009-03-17T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T01:34:18.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Guess what i found!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was looking through my old photos randomly and i found........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/Sb6Mb3vrwAI/AAAAAAAAABc/MBVJYaxzOhg/s1600-h/P1060226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/Sb6Mb3vrwAI/AAAAAAAAABc/MBVJYaxzOhg/s320/P1060226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313839020792070146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROTFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Change is big. Compare this with the pictures of hafizah below. OMG FIFI YOU WERE SO PRETTY LAST TIME. WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU! lol. okay kidding. (I always tease her by saying that. So uh yeah, she got used to it already. HAHA) =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hannie still looks good after all these years. HA. I guess going to jc makes you uglier, no? I'm so ignorant and stupid for making that statement. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s Bye bye hair.&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/26136927-6738654831209916437?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/6738654831209916437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=6738654831209916437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6738654831209916437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6738654831209916437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2009/03/guess-what-i-found.html' title='Guess what i found!'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/Sb6Mb3vrwAI/AAAAAAAAABc/MBVJYaxzOhg/s72-c/P1060226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-2882576428414172192</id><published>2009-03-13T13:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T12:51:22.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy 20th Birthday Sissy!</title><content type='html'>Let me start with this old malay essay of mine that i found while clearing my room. Guess how old i was when i wrote this! No prizes for getting the right answer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Krrrrring, krrrring!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alamak! Sudah pukul 830 pagi! Lambat!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali berasa takut kerana dia akan mendapati 'punishment' jikalau dia sampai ke sekolah lambat sekali lagi. Sudah banyak kali ibunya menasihatinya supaya jangan bermain komputer sampai malam-malam buta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall reveal how much I actually got for that essay and how old I was when i did that at the end of this post. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 313px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 198px; height: 315px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 198px; height: 309px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty in polaroid, just like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, I would like to wish my prettiest, smartest and cutest sister a very good happy 20th birthday! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Hint: My birthday present. HAHA! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Plus, you fit all those traits because you are my only sister so that means you are also my stupidest, most irritating and idiotic sister. HAHAHA! Kidding!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170715.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 349px; height: 262px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/P1170715.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170784-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 199px; height: 263px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/P1170784-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right:&lt;/span&gt; The Tatami Room &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Left:&lt;/span&gt; Fifi, Amira, Nadee, Hannie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amira definitely got the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;star VIP treatment&lt;/span&gt; when we brought her to Sakae Sushi because we got the tatami room all to ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170742.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 322px; height: 241px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/P1170742.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170744.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 323px; height: 241px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/P1170744.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm friends with these girls for almost 7 years already! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know, my cousin Maizura spoiled her by telling her where we would be going for her birthday but I'm sure Amira did not expect the tatami room. haha! It's such a cute place and we could have sushis like those people in the japanese anime! Itadakimasu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170770.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 339px; height: 255px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/P1170770.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyra rule no 1: If you can't see the camera, that means the camera can't see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170716.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 379px; height: 284px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/P1170716.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sushi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To be honest, I was quite scared to eat sushis again after the last time I ate a sushi costed me my beautiful voice. But i just told myself to avoid the wasabi sushis and you know, i might have just eaten maaaaaybe one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we got to chill at Starbucks! Did some cake-cutting and amira finally opened up her presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170798.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 524px; height: 393px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/P1170798.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cake cutting time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave my own sister a shopping spree worth $100. I'm such a nice brother, ain't I? So she's wearing whatever i bought for her. A dress from Cotton On (disgusting shop, btw) and a cute ball bag from rip curl(?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadee almost got amira something that I bought for her too! No prizes for guessing where she bought it from. Cotton on (Yes, the disgusting shop again). I loved amira's reaction upon seeing the dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170863.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 448px; height: 336px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/P1170863.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta love that reaction there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannie got for amira this heart necklace, which i thought was really really cute and pretty despite the cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170858.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 436px; height: 327px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/P1170858.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannie's present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hafizah got for amira balloons. This is funny, she was asking nadee what to buy for amira and nadee said buy the first thing you see on the street. "Garbage?" hafizah said. NONSENSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170794.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 550px; height: 412px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/P1170794.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We 'bumped' into our cousins, Mai and Mas at Starbucks too and she gave her their present. I love how mai gave amira a HUGE box with nothing but a tee inside. Love the concept, maybe next time you should fill it with rocks so amira will have difficulty bringing it home. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, hopefully amira loved the celebration although she knew more or less everything else. Stupid. Next time, if you know something just keep quiet. No wait, you are the smartest sister ever (valid till 12th November).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1170783.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 478px; height: 358px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amiras%2020th%20Birthday/P1170783.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been the bestest sister to me (could have been better) and i am supposed to meet her and the cousins later on to fly kite? Okay, if that's what you want. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So did you guys managed to figure it out? I was only primary four when I wrote that. I swear starting off every malay essays with 'Krring krring' is a favourite of mine because I have no idea how else to start my malay essays! And now you prolly start to wonder how I got a B3 for Malay during O levels. Muahaha! Oh that essay scored me a good 23/40! I passed! Not bad uh, for a work done the night before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s My blog is not dead, btw. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-2882576428414172192?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/2882576428414172192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=2882576428414172192' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/2882576428414172192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/2882576428414172192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-20th-birthday-sissy.html' title='Happy 20th Birthday Sissy!'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-3514799765262900482</id><published>2009-03-07T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:20:39.083+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>My heart goes out to ...</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two days, I've been slogging my ass off at the job fair and trust me, it was no easy task. I was supposed to go and collect surveys from 200 singaporeans. (Kinda insane, don't you think?) I have never repeated a line a million times in my entire life and it was hella tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what i really felt while working? I felt sorry for the old people who needed to get a job to meet ends meet. I met this makcik who was 60 years old and i really felt sorry for her. Her husband is sick, her parents need her to support them and her children don't make enough money. And she even works every single day just to earn enough money for her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there was the issue of jobs discriminating old people because they don't really accept old people. So it was quite hard for people like her to get a job out there at the career fair. I followed and walked with her for a while because she really looked lost and i just can't bear to see her struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a newer job actually made me felt like Haagen daz have never existed in my life. Then there's gonna be an IT fair and the food fair in the upcoming weeks so I'm really hoping i get taken in to work there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I am so tired i think im gonna hit the bed right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-3514799765262900482?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/3514799765262900482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=3514799765262900482' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/3514799765262900482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/3514799765262900482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-heart-goes-out-to.html' title='My heart goes out to ...'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-7494893972618956687</id><published>2009-03-05T08:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T08:31:39.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>He's saying yes, but my mind saying no.</title><content type='html'>&lt;Center&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U2uTPMp17RE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U2uTPMp17RE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Saturdays - Issues&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibly one of my favourite songs at the moment because of the lyrical content. Its so ... bittersweet? Proper update later because i gotta get ready for my temporary job that lasts from 5th to 8th march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....if you have NOTHING to do, please come down to Suntec city exhibition hall and find me so you make things easier for me! hurrah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. I do know how to lie but if someone else spoils it, it ain't my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-7494893972618956687?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/7494893972618956687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=7494893972618956687' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/7494893972618956687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/7494893972618956687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2009/03/hes-saying-yes-but-my-mind-saying-no.html' title='He&apos;s saying yes, but my mind saying no.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-3804845369864301187</id><published>2009-03-02T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T00:43:10.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pure crap'/><title type='text'>Hollaback at cha!</title><content type='html'>Dear bloggy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I have not abandoned you. It's just that, I have been far too busy and blogging was just not one of my top priority at that point of time. I even forgot that I had a blog until Diyana went like, "AMIRUL! GET BACK TO BLOGGING!". So what else is new eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the fact that I am broke (once again after getting my pay), it's finally school holidays!! Wait, i forgot we don't call it school holidays anymore. Ah whatever. I feel like this is gonna be one of my most shortest semester breaks in my entire tertiary life. Instinct tells me so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made and confirmed the electives that I will be taking in year 3. I feel like I've made the right choices but I don't know, we shall see. I'm so happy that school is finally over. God, you don't know how stressed I was with all of the endless projects and (fill in the blank) lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's holidays, I don't really know what to do. Okay there is the going-out part and movies and chalets and clubbing but still, what else is there to do? I need money badly. Why can't it rain dollar bills? Oh and don't bother asking me to put more schedules at haagen daz because I'll only get one (pathetic) day. I need another job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues (from haagen daz) had this staff party thing going on yesterday and I'm still wondering why I even went there in the first place. Why am i even working there?! I don't even like the people there. (Self-confession, like finally!) Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s I don't even know what I'm doing to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-3804845369864301187?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/3804845369864301187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=3804845369864301187' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/3804845369864301187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/3804845369864301187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2009/03/hollaback-at-cha.html' title='Hollaback at cha!'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-229572027940061229</id><published>2009-02-07T15:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T16:17:08.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>urgh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/SY0-yxJty9I/AAAAAAAAABI/XOVCE6vW95c/s1600-h/05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/SY0-yxJty9I/AAAAAAAAABI/XOVCE6vW95c/s320/05.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299961378393410514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I Don't know if i want to continue blogging. Getting quite lazy of it already. Or should i start with a new blog? Okay maybe not. But anything can happen. School has been taking up 99% of my time, i swear. I will officially be back right after I'm done with my last exam paper. Til then, stare at this blank space and pray that it will be filled with posts once again. K bye.&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/26136927-229572027940061229?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/229572027940061229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=229572027940061229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/229572027940061229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/229572027940061229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-know-if-i-want-to-continue.html' title='urgh'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/SY0-yxJty9I/AAAAAAAAABI/XOVCE6vW95c/s72-c/05.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-9183519211946385802</id><published>2008-12-31T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:18:55.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happpppppy New year peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hopefully 2009 will be a good year for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-9183519211946385802?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/9183519211946385802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=9183519211946385802' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/9183519211946385802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/9183519211946385802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-2071373908298961707</id><published>2008-12-31T00:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T02:30:02.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>The Best Of 2008.</title><content type='html'>You guys would have probably thought that I missed out this post. Just like what I did last year, here are the albums that I extremely loved for the year 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud to say that I don't download as much music anymore because I say no to piracy. Some music artists that you love are dying because of deteriorating album sales. So please, if you love a particular artist, go get his/her/their album from any music outlet (HMV's having a sale! Cds as cheap as 4$!) or through ebay (cheap stuffs). Thank you and I love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=d6b97fc7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/d6b97fc7.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=43a646c3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/43a646c3.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cd7033cd.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 201px; height: 201px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/cd7033cd.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coldplay&lt;/span&gt; deserves the 'Album of The Year' award! I loved the collaboration that they did with Kylie that brought a scary yet soothing indie sound. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Britney &lt;/span&gt;finally proved that she's still got it after a disappointing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Blackout'&lt;/span&gt; last year. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E=Mc2&lt;/span&gt; marks the end of the music career for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mimi &lt;/span&gt;for she has now retired and wants to live happily with her husband. So diva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=c7b8eddd.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 202px; height: 199px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/c7b8eddd.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2e6c6139.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 199px; height: 199px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/2e6c6139.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=72d624a1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 198px; height: 198px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/72d624a1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ladyhawke&lt;/span&gt; brings back the 80's infused with an electro sound in her album. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NKOTB&lt;/span&gt; gives a strong comeback with their newest album that oozes a lot of sex appeal. They're grown up and they want to sing about sex. Great. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brandy&lt;/span&gt; is back in the scene with an album that is sure to touch your heart emotionally. It did, for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=931f0cab.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 202px; height: 199px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/931f0cab.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=41b0adaa.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 199px; height: 199px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/41b0adaa.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2fbc0c6e.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/2fbc0c6e.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gaga&lt;/span&gt; is everything I wanted in a female artist. There's nothing else I could say. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Madonna&lt;/span&gt; comes back with an urban album. Interesting note, how about coming back with a country album next time? Kidding. It's my favourite album of the year. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Usher&lt;/span&gt;'s latest effort was underrated. But he ain't giving up cos you'll be seeing more of him in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ffef06e3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 215px; height: 191px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/ffef06e3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fb3d33ad.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 192px; height: 192px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/fb3d33ad.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=7c3ee7f0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 233px; height: 192px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/7c3ee7f0.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I friggin love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesse Mac&lt;/span&gt;'s new sound! It's definitely the most anticipated album for me and I was not disappointed. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt; also came back into the music scene and he's amazing at Singfest. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janet Jackson&lt;/span&gt; threw out a great album enjoyable from start to finish but marketing wise, her company failed EPICALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=e58b6a9e.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 199px; height: 199px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/e58b6a9e.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=a9a7e325.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/a9a7e325.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=944523a1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/944523a1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's because of Charmed that I love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jem&lt;/span&gt;. Her music is refreshing and i was looking forward to this album of hers. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Craig David&lt;/span&gt;, on the other hand, develops a more dance influenced sound. I'm loving it and it better be that way in his next album. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kellie Pickler&lt;/span&gt; will always be my favourite American Idol contestant and her sophomore effort does not disappoint. She's one of the best country singers out there aside Carrie Underwood. Really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Upcoming acts to watch in 2009:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating for whats to come in the next year has always gotten me so excited. But if you ever want to know of which artists to keep a lookout for, read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#1 Darin &amp;amp; Danny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=03b8ac87.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 256px; height: 253px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/03b8ac87.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=71d36621.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 253px; height: 253px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/71d36621.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Darin's 'Flashback' and Danny's 'Set Your Body Free'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two Sweedish superstars are definitely gonna go head to head in battle next year. Both albums, which have just been freshly released features their best works yet, especially Darin's album entitled 'Flashback'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darin collaborated with RedOne, the producer that gave you Lady Gaga and NKOTB. I never really gave a hoot about him for his past three albums but he's totally bringing his A-game on in this one! However, this album ain't 100% original. Some songs like Road Trip and Girl Next Door uses the same background track as to Gwen Stefani 'Cool' and Lady Gaga 'Just Dance'. You decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny, on the other hand, has always been consistent on the charts and his style of music. At least in his sophomore effort, his tracks are original material that are club-banging. He's the one and I can't stop listening to his album already! I see number one written all over this one. He's gonna make Euro Pop conquer the world. Muahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So it's Darin vs. Danny for you. My pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go Danny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And interesting fact, both of their albums features an acoustic version of each of their first single. Who's the copycat or is this some sort of a marketing gimmick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#2 Michelle Branch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=06bae55a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 312px; height: 312px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/06bae55a.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Michelle Branch 'Everything Comes and Goes'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my favourite girl will be back with a more mature sound, considering the fact that she admitted her early works. We haven't heard much about her lately and her latest song would be Together, featured in the Sisterhood movie soundtrack. New album, which features Country but still Pop-ish kind of music, has been delayed for so long so i am pretty sure it's gonna be another solid effort from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#3 Sophie Ellis-Bextor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie will be back with her fourth album in mid 2009. She has recently gotten married and given birth so that explains the delay of the release. I've heard a few new tracks from her and they really sound good, so this better be worth the wait. And they better pick the correct singles this time round. They went all wrong with 'Trip The Light Fantastic'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#4 Dragonette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=22aaa5fa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 328px; height: 328px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/22aaa5fa.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dragonette 'Galore'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably one of the most underrated artist ever. Imagine Sixpence None the Richer combined with The Cardigans plus a little edginess from No Doubt and you get Dragonette. If you ever get a chance to hear their album (Not available in Singapore, sadly), i promise you will definitely love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something worth mentioning, Jason Mraz will hit our shores come March 5th! Anybody wanna go with me? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough music talk today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s So on this last day of 2008, what are you going to be doing? I still have not decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-2071373908298961707?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/2071373908298961707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=2071373908298961707' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/2071373908298961707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/2071373908298961707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-of-2008.html' title='The Best Of 2008.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/th_d6b97fc7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-4681040099718465021</id><published>2008-12-26T22:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T23:39:24.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>You Will Only Break My Heart.</title><content type='html'>Dropped by HMV today to get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Delta Goodrem's&lt;/span&gt; third single, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You Will Only Break My Heart" &lt;/span&gt;from her third album. Been waiting for it since ages and i even got her fourth single first before this. HMV has been pretty slow nowadays. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=42afadb5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/42afadb5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Definitely one of Delta's best cd sleeve artwork up to date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song's good. Very upbeat. Not the typical Delta song that makes you fall asleep halfway through the song. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(HEH! Kidding. I love her.)&lt;/span&gt; Check out Diamond Cut's remix to the song below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/3RH8seiKs-/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/3RH8seiKs-/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cd single features two major remixes that are bound to keep your feet tapping throughout, a video performance of her first single &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Believe Again'&lt;/span&gt; and not forgetting .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dafa15e5.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 586px; height: 366px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/dafa15e5.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A MAKE YOUR OWN REMIX of her first single "Believe Again" from her third album!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun fiddling around with the vocals or the various musical instruments or sound effects! Plus, I can even make my own ringtone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since i don't see myself as a record producer in the near future (because i suck at this sort of things), here's a simple remix done using the u-myx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-S8Hcu_XiAs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-S8Hcu_XiAs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s More remixes can be found at &lt;a href="http://www.u-myx.com/Music/Delta-Goodrem/Believe-Again/download"&gt;http://www.u-myx.com/Music/Delta-Goodrem/Believe-Again/download&lt;/a&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/26136927-4681040099718465021?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/4681040099718465021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=4681040099718465021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4681040099718465021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4681040099718465021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-will-only-break-my-heart.html' title='You Will Only Break My Heart.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/th_42afadb5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-1730635919251779548</id><published>2008-12-25T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:36:18.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clubbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Crubbing!</title><content type='html'>Many many times in the past, you could always hear me saying ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Butter%20factory/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1160685.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 258px; height: 344px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Butter%20factory/P1160685.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The virgin clubber. ROTFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"No. I don't want to go clubbing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Clubbing? Seriously? Why can't we do other stuffs instead?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, the real reason why I chose not to club in the past was just me being a pussy. So far, I have went clubbing 2 times &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(never regretted it!)&lt;/span&gt; And it was amazing, awesome and may-jor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My virgin experience at the club was shared with the presence of (the oh so gorgeous) Kristel, Maizura, Amira and Azwani. Initially, we went for this stupid AIDS Awareness event at Home Club, which was filled with so many mats and minahs from REPublic poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Butter%20factory/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1160691.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 328px; height: 246px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Butter%20factory/P1160691.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Butter%20factory/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1160695.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 328px; height: 245px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Butter%20factory/P1160695.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us craaaaaanking it up at Butter Factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Home Club halfway for Butter Factory, which was a million times better. Things got crazy and both Mai and myself went up this speaker platform to dance. Oh and she's my cousin. Talk about incest. ROTFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Butter%20factory/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1160697.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 316px; height: 421px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Butter%20factory/P1160697.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai and myself. Couple of the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Butter%20factory/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1160681.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 351px; height: 263px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Butter%20factory/P1160681.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzexy kristel and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristel got hit by a group of smelly indian guys. (And its not because they were indian that they were smelly, it's the Body Odour!) It was hilarious but I guess if they were Caucasian and hot, Kristel wouldn't mind, would she? ZEXY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/St%20james%20with%20eric/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1160819.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 424px; height: 318px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/St%20james%20with%20eric/P1160819.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St James Powerhouse = The bomb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second experience was the best so far! St James Powerhouse! And with Eric, Galv, Zammy and Ray, who was just there so i met him. It was very very very x100 wild! Music-wise, it was sooooo my type! It was electro and dancey all night long! And i did not have to bother about what time I have to leave because we had already gotten a chalet at Sentosa resort so it was very very accessible and convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/St%20james%20with%20eric/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1160844.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/St%20james%20with%20eric/P1160844.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/St%20james%20with%20eric/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1160836.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 322px; height: 241px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/St%20james%20with%20eric/P1160836.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray happened to be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved how the DJ played The One by Kylie. It was such a nostalgic song to me and then there's strobelights everywhere. Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/St%20james%20with%20eric/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1160846.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 376px; height: 282px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/St%20james%20with%20eric/P1160846.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric. The irritating boyboy. I dance waaaaay better. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm proud to say i resisted the strong temptation to drink at both times. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll be going there again during my next holidays? As long as i can get in for free, I'm fineeeeeee. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-1730635919251779548?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/1730635919251779548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=1730635919251779548' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/1730635919251779548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/1730635919251779548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/12/crubbing.html' title='Crubbing!'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-5048872415583507493</id><published>2008-12-21T09:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T10:13:39.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Another heart calls...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bzDvRT6liXQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bzDvRT6liXQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The All American Rejects - Another heart calls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What can I do&lt;br /&gt;Say it’s true&lt;br /&gt;Everything that matters breaks in two"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be gone for two days. Be back monday. =]&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/26136927-5048872415583507493?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/5048872415583507493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=5048872415583507493' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/5048872415583507493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/5048872415583507493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-heart-calls.html' title='Another heart calls...'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-2477678145997572022</id><published>2008-12-19T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T18:54:00.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Choke</title><content type='html'>I almost choked on a beefball while watching Ghost Whisperer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK HOW CAN ___ DIE? Screw the writers, I ain't gonna watch Ghost Whisperer again until they bring ___ back to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahhhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-2477678145997572022?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/2477678145997572022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=2477678145997572022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/2477678145997572022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/2477678145997572022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/12/choke.html' title='Choke'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-4950915047905844194</id><published>2008-12-13T14:50:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:59:35.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>The Birthday post.</title><content type='html'>This is a very long and overdue post. More than one month! Is it wrong to celebrate my birthday a long long time? Don't get me wrong but i was really busy with school. I did not even have time to play Pet Society! (nyeh) Or even sort out my album photos. It was all about school projects, i swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150743.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 279px; height: 371px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/P1150743.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 18th Birthday to Me!&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;(legal for clubbing and everything else *winks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start the post with me thanking all these &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sexy people&lt;/span&gt; who wished me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Esp. Aini, Siti, Farhan, Nazri, Audderz, Charmaine, Ray, Leeling, Atiqah, Amirah, Marizza, Feeqah, Edah, Eric, Hakim, Aliya, Lianne)&lt;/span&gt; and the lovely groups of people that i went out with to celebrate my birthday! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Amira, Nadee, Hannie, Hafizah, Zul, Kristel, Aqilah, Maizura and Mastura)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, a lot of people forgot about my birthday this year, that it came as a shock to them when they heard about my birthday. But it's alright la ... i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the 12th of November ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and gang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( Nadee, Hannie, Hafizah, Zul )&lt;/span&gt; had something in store for me! It all started with Zul, cabbing all the way from TP to NP just to pick me up before we headed to our secret destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite curious and excited to find out what they had in store for me since the past two birthday celebrations were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EPIC&lt;/span&gt;. I was randomly saying places that were possible locations like, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karaoke!, Hard rock!&lt;/span&gt; and then we alighted at Dhoby Ghaut area. Zul made me walk in a merry-go-round before bringing me to the secret destination ... which I could have guessed as we were walking - none other than &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fish Co.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150718.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 409px; height: 307px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/P1150718.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really liked eating at fish n co though, just blame hafizah for always bringing me there to eat after tuition, but its the company that matters, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannie, Nadee and Amira were there! Waiting for me at the tables nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150695.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 397px; height: 297px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/P1150695.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amira, Hannie, Nadee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They told me that I had to sing and do crazy stuffs inside there. It made my stomach turn but I'm all set to sing, i hoped. But Zul sang solo in the end. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150761.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 387px; height: 290px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/P1150761.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zul was ella-ella-ella ing on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were done with eating, Hafizah surprised me by entering the area with a cake in her hand. I was definitely surprised. She was always busy but it was sweet of her to come and celebrate my special day with me and rest too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150730.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 293px; height: 387px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/P1150730.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cake time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present opening time! I'm not gonna complain, i loved all the stuffs that I got from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Emporio armani Diamonds perfume from amira.&lt;br /&gt;- The Awesome shizzzzz. And there's this toiletries bag too. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150793.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 214px; height: 284px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/P1150793.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2. Crocodile wallet and belt box set from Hafizah. + Condoms.&lt;br /&gt;- I needed a new wallet because the one that i had was in such a terrible state of condition. But the condoms, were not needed at all it just scared me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150798.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 366px; height: 274px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/P1150798.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A very erotic book from Nadee.&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, that was what she said. Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150780.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 370px; height: 277px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/P1150780.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The small card that was full of stuffs inside from everyone (Inc. Nazri and Farhan)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the picture card guys! Very very sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150770.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 263px; height: 350px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/P1150770.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And the crazy stuffs i had to do in Fish Co:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step one: Stand on the chair so that you will be the center of the attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150739.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 439px; height: 329px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/P1150739.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step two: Hold a magic stick in your hand and wave it about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150738.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 334px; height: 444px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/P1150738.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step three: Shake your booty and sing happy birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150737.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 325px; height: 433px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/P1150737.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step four: Blow the candle while you're standing on the chair. Impossible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150740.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 347px; height: 462px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/P1150740.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step five: Deal with all the attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know there were so many Nov 12 babies but i think i was the most hip and spontaneous one! I was really dancing on the chair, waving at everyone and just acting silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150782.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 327px; height: 245px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/P1150782.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150754.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 183px; height: 244px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/P1150754.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150753.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 178px; height: 237px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/P1150753.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150744.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 181px; height: 237px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/P1150744.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150747.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 179px; height: 237px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/P1150747.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all these crazy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the crazy drama, we just went out and camwhored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150804.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 463px; height: 347px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/My%20eighteenth%20birthday/P1150804.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the birthday celebration was great guys! Love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With Kristel and Aqilah ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two crazy girls of mine had something in store for me too! I was so excited that I rushed to our meeting place, which was at Lau Pa Sat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Birthday%20with%20kristel%20and%20aqilah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1160214.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 406px; height: 304px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Birthday%20with%20kristel%20and%20aqilah/P1160214.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i thought for once i did not have to wait for them at all but i was wrong. HA. I ended up waiting for them and when they arrived, they could not spot me just because I cut my hair. Annoying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why we would always end up talking about sex everytime we meet. I don't know if its aqilah's curiosity or me being an idiot or kristel's experience. But it always ends up with all of us laughing like idiots at either Aqilah or my own stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got something really really really big for me! And when i opened, it was ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Birthday%20with%20kristel%20and%20aqilah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1160213.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 429px; height: 321px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Birthday%20with%20kristel%20and%20aqilah/P1160213.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A KYLIE 2009 CALENDAR + A PCD VINYL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said my reaction after opening the presents sucked but I WAS REALLY REALLY PLEASANTLY SURPRISED! I love the presents kay, i ain't gonna complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just had a very long dinner and had to head off because we were all very busy with school. I'm still very very thankful that they took time off their hectic schedule to spend time with me. Love you girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With Maizura and Mastura ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of you who didn't know, Maizura and Mas are my long lost cousins. We were bloody close with each other in primary school times and we would always go to each other's houses and had slumber parties. Mas and I, being the youngest, would always sleep in the camp tent but it ended up getting too hot so we would always get out of the tent sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its only recent, that we got together again! I met Mai randomly last year at Vivocity and noo, i'm not gonna let us be separated again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Mai%20and%20mas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150883.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 363px; height: 272px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Mai%20and%20mas/P1150883.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to go for some rock band gig at this bugis area. They knew the guy, i don't. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the 'best gig ever', i swear! Even mai said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while waiting for the gig to start, we went for dinner at Marina square's Secret Recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i was really caught by surprise when the cake was served to me. I really went, 'HUH?!!!' bloody loudly when they did that. Embarrassing, can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Mai%20and%20mas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150906.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 276px; height: 368px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Mai%20and%20mas/P1150906.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was so sweet of them la. Mas and Mai handed me my present. It was this colourful boxer with stripes. I'm using it right now! right. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Mai%20and%20mas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150990.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Mai%20and%20mas/P1150990.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And the fisheye camera is so cool la! I want one too, pretty please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Mai%20and%20mas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150881.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 424px; height: 318px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Mai%20and%20mas/P1150881.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was really great hanging out with them. We should go out again soon, i hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i think my birthday this year was uh-may-zing! Oh and i cleanly forgot that my workplace also celebrated my birthday. Thanks peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/mummys%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1160363.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 312px; height: 415px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/mummys%20birthday/P1160363.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;(Hers was on the 14th of december. =p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/mummys%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1160379.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 378px; height: 283px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/mummys%20birthday/P1160379.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this photo. heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whatever that needs to be said, has been said. Love you mummy. And it was just yesterday she was showing off her presents to me. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s I am now a happy boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-4950915047905844194?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/4950915047905844194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=4950915047905844194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4950915047905844194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4950915047905844194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/12/birthday-post.html' title='The Birthday post.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-4628674653530140117</id><published>2008-12-13T14:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T14:38:57.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>SPELL HOLIDAYS FOR ME PLEASE!</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back! I'm back! Trust me, school really sucks and i had to put in all my time for school the past few weeks. I did not even have time to chat with my friends on msn as i was mostly dealing with my projects with my groupmates or just doing my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 3 weeks term break is not exactly a holiday for me. I need to get plenty of stuffs done so that I won't panic when school starts again and becomes super crazy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, i think i my time management skills is getting better? Yeah hopefully. I did not really get all panicky whenever a deadline is nearing, just nervous that I won't finish it on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday post is coming soon, so uh yeah expect it to be up here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amirooooooooool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-4628674653530140117?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/4628674653530140117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=4628674653530140117' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4628674653530140117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4628674653530140117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/12/spell-holidays-for-me-please.html' title='SPELL HOLIDAYS FOR ME PLEASE!'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-5959126118761929160</id><published>2008-11-23T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T00:38:48.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>On a hiatus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back....soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-5959126118761929160?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/5959126118761929160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=5959126118761929160' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/5959126118761929160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/5959126118761929160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/11/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-692099379517321288</id><published>2008-11-09T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T02:07:39.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>A reason to love the 12th of November.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Countdown: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3 MORE DAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day that i was born, Kylie's third studio album entitled 'Rhythm of love' was released internationally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It remains to be my favourite album from Kylie because every single track makes me feel so happy. (All albums actually. HAH!) But another reason why its my favourite is due to Kylie falling in love for the first time while she was writing the songs for this album. Corny, i know. But when i feel like being in love or am in love, i listen to this album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite tracks from this album would definitely be 'Shocked', 'Rhythm of love', 'Better the devil you know', 'What do i have to do'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of kylie, Spice girls were supposed to release their greatest hits album on my birthday last year. Alicia keys, Craig david and Leona Lewis too released their albums on my birthday too last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school is being a bitch again. Assignments are piling up once again, people pissing me off but i guess thats the routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-692099379517321288?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/692099379517321288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=692099379517321288' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/692099379517321288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/692099379517321288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/11/reason-to-love-12th-of-november.html' title='A reason to love the 12th of November.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-6417729403493829956</id><published>2008-10-27T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:35:23.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Hari raya 08 w/ friends.</title><content type='html'>Hari raya is already over and done with. Not like i bothered so much about it in the first place. I lost contact with a lot of friends so i guess the only company i hang out for house visiting among my friends would be the PC/BTB gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hari%20raya%20with%20btb%20and%20pc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF4034.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 580px; height: 435px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hari%20raya%20with%20btb%20and%20pc/DSCF4034.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall put more photos at my end of year post. Cos right now, my whole life is still in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.s I hate people who bubble me big time. Especially this bitch whose name starts with R. She changed her number without telling me, so all these while i've been an idiot smsing to her old number. Then she keeps on pestering me abt the details early so that she could plan her next weekend. I'm like, we're going out this weekend, is there any need to plan for next does it even affect? And then she pushed the blame to me for not telling her when clearly, she changed her number. Hello bitch, i adjusted the hari raya date that we're supposed to go to your own convenience and i even made those people who can't make it on that day to just go. Yeah you always get mentally stressed, just go die. Future outings, i'm leaving you out of the picture. Thats what you get for incuring my wrath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgive you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get rid of all these bad aura around me because November is my special month! I will post more definitely, with stuffs that relate to this special month. Yipee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i just don't feel excited laaa this year. Excite me can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-6417729403493829956?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/6417729403493829956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=6417729403493829956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6417729403493829956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6417729403493829956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/10/hari-raya-08-w-friends.html' title='Hari raya 08 w/ friends.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-8292033817858878030</id><published>2008-10-19T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T18:15:09.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Two of my favourite girls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;To Aqilah &amp;amp; Kristel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Birthday to the both of you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Kristel%20and%20Aqilah%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150366.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 410px; height: 307px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Kristel%20and%20Aqilah%20birthday/P1150366.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP: The birthday girls with my birthday presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The three of us had an awesome time at Swensens tampines last tuesday. Kristel is often quoted as saying, "Both of you are the best thing that ever happened to me at Haagen daz". Aww so touching right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it has always been just the three of us all this time now. They were the people who made my working experience a very eventful one and despite the fact that the both of them are not working much anymore, we still remain awesome friends, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mac n cheese is still the only food that i would order from Swensens. Sorry kris, i don't like to try new things. hahaha! And aqilah was so fickle minded as always, not knowing what she wants. And everytime we go out to celebrate their birthdays, something funny always happens. Like last year, some angmoh just got an orgasm out of nowhere while he set his eyes on Kristel while saying, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"WOOOW! ZEXYYYYY!"&lt;/span&gt;. This year, it happened while Kristel was ordering ice cream for all of us. She mentioned, "Hi can i have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLESS&lt;/span&gt; five?". It just seems that whatever she says has a sexual innuendo to it, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Kristel%20and%20Aqilah%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150374.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 274px; height: 365px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Kristel%20and%20Aqilah%20birthday/P1150374.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Kristel%20and%20Aqilah%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150370.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 275px; height: 366px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Kristel%20and%20Aqilah%20birthday/P1150370.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left: Playing with MR. Smiley that i gave to Aqilah. Right: The very diva looking martini glass that i gave to kristel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sitting for almost 3 hours inside Swensens, we got out cos my bladder was about to burst literally and those girls were poking fun at me by making the 'running tapwater' sound. Apparently, if you need to pee and you hear the running tapwater sound, your bladder will just burst and you'll pee on the spot. And being the idiots that the both of them are, they decided to prove that theory right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich, we just sat somewhere and camwhored with my macbook and my digicam. And then, HOME SWEET HOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Kristel%20and%20Aqilah%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo319.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 256px; height: 191px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Kristel%20and%20Aqilah%20birthday/Photo319.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Kristel%20and%20Aqilah%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo331.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 259px; height: 192px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Kristel%20and%20Aqilah%20birthday/Photo331.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Kristel%20and%20Aqilah%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo341.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 262px; height: 196px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Kristel%20and%20Aqilah%20birthday/Photo341.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Kristel%20and%20Aqilah%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo314.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 266px; height: 196px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Kristel%20and%20Aqilah%20birthday/Photo314.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Kristel%20and%20Aqilah%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150391.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 340px; height: 253px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Kristel%20and%20Aqilah%20birthday/P1150391.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Kristel%20and%20Aqilah%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150392.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 190px; height: 253px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Kristel%20and%20Aqilah%20birthday/P1150392.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhore time! Watch where you looking at honey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s I hope the both of you loved my presents hor! But mine better be better hor!&lt;br /&gt;P.P.s I realised i ended almost every paragraph with 'right'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-8292033817858878030?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/8292033817858878030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=8292033817858878030' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8292033817858878030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8292033817858878030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/10/two-of-my-favourite-girls.html' title='Two of my favourite girls.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-6678341225826490829</id><published>2008-10-10T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:54:19.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hari raya'/><title type='text'>When i look at you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*lets out a loooooooooooooooong sigh of relief*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally have time to blog once again! I know, i know, i just have been so busy with so many things lately with matters regarding to FMSA, camp and hari raya planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and to all the muslims out there ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I am late, aren't i? hahaha. if i ever annoyed you in whatever way, please forgive me and do the same for me too.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hari%20raya%2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150229.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 498px; height: 373px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hari%20raya%2008/P1150229.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so thats my family in bloody red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hari%20raya%2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150238.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 478px; height: 344px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hari%20raya%2008/P1150238.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paternal side of my family. It is only on this day that i hate GREEN color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hari%20raya%2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150278.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 318px; height: 423px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hari%20raya%2008/P1150278.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since people said i looked good here might as well post it up. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hari%20raya%2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150274.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 474px; height: 355px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hari%20raya%2008/P1150274.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day of Hari raya. Things always get better on the second day. It always does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a fan of this festive celebration. It just makes me feel very suffocated and i do not want to say more. I don't really like my other relatives. I didn't ask for forgiveness for the ones i didn't like. Before you start preaching to me, you better know what you're saying to me or i'll kill you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The money keeps on decreasing every year doesn't it? But i am thankful that this year, i did not get a single 2$ note in a green packet! The least i got was 5$! And the most dollar notes that i got were 10$ notes. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-6678341225826490829?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/6678341225826490829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=6678341225826490829' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6678341225826490829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6678341225826490829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-i-look-at-you.html' title='When i look at you.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-3285650435424355818</id><published>2008-09-25T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T00:39:13.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concert'/><title type='text'>KYLIE LIVE IN SINGAPORE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kylie-sexy3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 536px; height: 662px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/kylie-sexy3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="copy"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="copy"&gt;Another first for KYLIEX2008... Kylie has just announced her first ever live show in Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kylie will play the Singapore Indoor Stadium on November 25th! Tickets go on sale at 9am on Friday 3rd October 2008 from SISTIC priced at S$100, S$150, S$250, S$375, S$550.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I should be so lucky! Boy am I totally psyched up for this event! Just so you know i have been waiting for this event since the start of the year, hoping she would extent her european tour to be a world tour! I'm still deciding on getting either the 375$ ticket or the 550$ ticket. But i'll still go nevertheless! I'm never gonna miss this for the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone going? You let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s OMG I CANT WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&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/26136927-3285650435424355818?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/3285650435424355818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=3285650435424355818' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/3285650435424355818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/3285650435424355818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/09/kylie-live-in-singapore.html' title='KYLIE LIVE IN SINGAPORE!'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/th_kylie-sexy3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-5183803176722822364</id><published>2008-09-24T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:06:08.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Iftars with the close ones.</title><content type='html'>My macbook is finally back! And it looks brand new! Awesome! My microphone is finally working once again and my disk drive is not corrupted anymore. (No more forcing out discs from the drive thank god!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's ever that one single thing that i do constantly every &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ramadhan&lt;/span&gt; (The fasting month) every year, that would definitely be to have Iftars or in other words, to have a meal together with my friends be it whether they are close or not. This is so that we can strengthen the ties among all of us and most importantly, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAVE FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks back, i dined with my brothers and my pretty children mates over at Sakura buffet restaurant. Food was amazing. Atmosphere was amazing. Crowd definitely was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Buka%20with%20BTB%20and%20PC/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150103.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 607px; height: 455px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Buka%20with%20BTB%20and%20PC/P1150103.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEFT TO RIGHT:&lt;/span&gt; Azril, Farhan, Zul, Me (top) Hannie, Nadee, Amira, Nazri (Bottom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also happened to be a reunion dinner for farhan for he has finished NS but also a farewell dinner for Azril for entering NS in that week itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the night before Azril went for NS, i told him -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Eh, don't die in NS ah. I still want my birthday present no matter what! Ipod touch can?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i am shameless and i am proud of it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later it was with my colleagues from Haagen daz. A lot of people were supposed to turn up initially but one by one they told me they couldn't make it, leaving only Sufian, Aqilah and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Buka%20with%20Aqilah%20Sufian%20Yanti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150134.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 571px; height: 428px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Buka%20with%20Aqilah%20Sufian%20Yanti/P1150134.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEFT TO RIGHT: Sufian, Cleavage, Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Aqilah first and we went window shopping before meeting Sufian since he was working before that. We just told him to meet us at Lau pa sat itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that little boy there got himself so friggin lost around singapore, conveniently mistaking Boat Quay for Lau pa sat. He made me so frustrated, not in an angry way but in the annoyed kind of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we ordered food that was too much for all of us to finish! But we did eventually, with a little bit of everything left. I felt sooo bloated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited Yanti afterwards to catch up and also to bitch about more people. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Buka%20with%20Aqilah%20Sufian%20Yanti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150147.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 556px; height: 417px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Buka%20with%20Aqilah%20Sufian%20Yanti/P1150147.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss working with them lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i really that difficult to work with or to talk to? Let me know in the comments. I'm so over it, really! If i don't like you, i'll probably won't talk to you no matter how hard u try to strike a convo with me or i could go bitchier and just tell you straight in the face. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s More interesting posts coming up soon. So wait for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-5183803176722822364?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/5183803176722822364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=5183803176722822364' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/5183803176722822364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/5183803176722822364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/09/iftars-with-close-ones.html' title='Iftars with the close ones.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-2261594975451967445</id><published>2008-09-18T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T01:35:30.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>depressed.</title><content type='html'>My mac is gonna be sent for repair tomorrow and the apple people are coming over to my house to collect it tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats the problem with it, you ask? The microphone stopped working and my mac got deaf so he cannot hear my voice at all. And he is unable to give birth to cds / burn dvds and cds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really planned on blogging now about the iftars i've had with my friends actually but i got really really lazy so let's push that back to later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog again when i get my mac back on monday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss you bobo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna be so sad now. What am i gonna do for 5 days!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-2261594975451967445?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/2261594975451967445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=2261594975451967445' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/2261594975451967445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/2261594975451967445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/09/depressed.html' title='depressed.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-471374899049507243</id><published>2008-09-07T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T11:25:20.567+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>funky-flair.devart</title><content type='html'>Hello guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda got myself super busy all of a sudden and super occupied too! Spent most of my time on Ghost whisperer, Supernatural, Gossipgirl, Greek, One tree hill and 90210. Thats a mouthful, no? But it sure keeps me entertained for the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you ask me what i've been up these few days, you might want to click the link below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://funky-flair.deviantart.com/"&gt;CLICK ME!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. That is my deviantart account and i have uploaded some of my design works down there. These two manipulations i posted below are not included because i just don't feel its my best work but imma keep on trying. There's a few concepts that i really want to design and issues i wanna talk about through my designs but i'll need the help from Diyyyy and her cammie because we need loads of phototaking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 208px; height: 267px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/Photo-299.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 352px; height: 264px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/Photo-282-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if i spooked you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to click and view my &lt;a href="http://funky-flair.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviantart account&lt;/a&gt;! I'll be posting more stuffs there soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-471374899049507243?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/471374899049507243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=471374899049507243' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/471374899049507243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/471374899049507243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/09/funky-flairdevart.html' title='funky-flair.devart'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/th_Photo-299.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-6481878513858658717</id><published>2008-08-31T02:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:23:04.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ban the brothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ah peks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Cos you're too captivating.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;REACHING 30,000 VISITORS ANYTIME NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'bubbled'&lt;/span&gt; yesterday! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I swear thats my favourite word now!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was spent with Amira, Nadee, Farhan, Zul &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(only for lunch cos he had to work)&lt;/span&gt; and Azril. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Yes, azril was there. If he bubbled me again, i would have killed him.)&lt;/span&gt; We went for IT fair first, which was sooooooo packed. I was not planning on buying anything, just that nadee wanted to get her hard disk. And she finally settled down with this very cute imation hard disk. Whoa I like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was spent at KFC. I kinda broke my promise of not eating fast food since the start of the week. But heck, there's always next week. I finally gave Azril his presents after what seemed to be like 5 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140970.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 317px; height: 237px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/P1140970.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140971.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 318px; height: 238px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/P1140971.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UP:&lt;/span&gt; At last, he receives the presents. I made the card okay! Sexy like whaaaaa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140982.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 383px; height: 287px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/P1140982.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UP:&lt;/span&gt; The mat. Bubble me again and you die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls got for him the dvd for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Drumline'&lt;/span&gt;, which is a very good movie. I, on the other hand, got for him a personalised mousepad, which during the process caused me to fight with the stupid ah pek. Let me tell you the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lazy to go all the way to Bras Basah just to do my mousepad so i decided to go to the one at Tampines Mall, level 4. I told the ah pek, i want that photo to be in the mousepad. He &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; told me that there was gonna be a design included. I just went along with it. And to my horror, when i collected my mousepad, there was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heart shapes&lt;/span&gt; all over it. I debated with him for 30 minutes down there, causing a spectacle of both myself and himself. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He could have called me about the design, my number was there.&lt;/span&gt; And even so, just do a black background la at the back. Why heart shape? He tried reasoning it out with me and said it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'cute'.&lt;/span&gt; After 30 minutes, i realised it was going nowhere because he's a stubborn mule and would not redo it for me. So i took the mousepad and he said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Next time, tell me clearly."&lt;/span&gt; I looked at him, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"There's no next time. Thats because your shop is closing down and i'm not coming here anymore."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2008 is soo not the year for me and ah peks, i swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140979.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 251px; height: 333px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/P1140979.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140980.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 251px; height: 334px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/P1140980.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UP:&lt;/span&gt; At first he was shy. And he looks like ah pek lor now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And farhan's there too! With his not so botak head. He's acting all shy about his appearance but then he mentioned that he looked like Chris Brown and Ne-yo. He's so full of himself sometime, i swear. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And no, im not talking about myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140998.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 267px; height: 356px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/P1140998.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140999.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 269px; height: 358px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/P1140999.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UP:&lt;/span&gt; Nadee and Amira were there too. Amira was showing off her cleavage, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilled at Starbucks after that. I think its Farhan's second time to starbucks because he did not know what to order. The first time, i helped him order. This time, i helped him order again. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150023.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 354px; height: 265px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/P1150023.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 201px; height: 266px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/P1150021.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UP:&lt;/span&gt; Nadee step cute sia! Amira show off again. And i look great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150027.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/P1150027.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UP:&lt;/span&gt; From left, Superstar, Chris brown wannabe and Kental Nerd. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 298px; height: 222px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/P1150014.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150015.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 297px; height: 221px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/P1150015.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 298px; height: 223px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/P1150016.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1150017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 299px; height: 223px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/IT%20show%20300808/P1150017.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fun, fun fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was really really fun! Cannot wait for 10th sept when we meet again for dinner together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more minutes to the start of fasting. I'm determined this time. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who are fasting, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"All the best! And may you complete the 30 days with no sweat and resisting your temptations. Ehem."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s I love to complain, don't i? =D&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/26136927-6481878513858658717?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/6481878513858658717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=6481878513858658717' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6481878513858658717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6481878513858658717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/08/cos-youre-too-captivating.html' title='Cos you&apos;re too captivating.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-2672503867193568423</id><published>2008-08-27T14:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T14:50:28.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Baby I don't wanna throw it all away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Rise and shine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished blogging about Singfest and Nadee and fizah's bdae. Click to view, then comment! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Comments really make my day, so if you wanna make me happy, comment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/08/singfest-08.html"&gt;SINGFEST 08!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/08/nadee-hafizahs-19th-birthday.html"&gt;Nadee &amp;amp; Fizah's 19th Birthday celebration!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While surfing online, I found this very very very interesting video of Jesse Mccartney covering T-pain's song, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buy you a drank! &lt;/span&gt;whoa. Impressive! I like his version more than the original! Way to go Jesse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m4TKeJRraVo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m4TKeJRraVo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need money. Seriously. And i'm not even working for it. Shit, gotta add in the extra schedules now. I wanna go shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fasting month is coming in like a few days time. That's the only month i actually try to put in effort to do religious stuffs. I'm certain this time round, i'm able to do the same thing. Insyallah! And about terawih? Er, i'll try to go more than i did last year. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay gotta catch up on my tv shows now. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Greek! Greek! Greek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall update not so soon after this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-2672503867193568423?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/2672503867193568423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=2672503867193568423' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/2672503867193568423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/2672503867193568423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/08/baby-i-dont-wanna-throw-it-all-away.html' title='Baby I don&apos;t wanna throw it all away.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-5670886503006551939</id><published>2008-08-27T12:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T14:49:06.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Nadee &amp; Hafizah's 19th Birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Errm. These events happened exactly two weeks ago. Pardon me for the lateness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2007/NadFIZAHs%2018%20birthday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1080047.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 378px; height: 284px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2007/NadFIZAHs%2018%20birthday/P1080047.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007. Nadee and Hafizah's bdae celebration! &lt;a href="http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2007/08/nadfizahs-18th.html"&gt;Click here to read.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike last year, we did not celebrate both Hafizah's and Nadee's birthdays together because Hafizah planned her own celebration, which i thought was fun, only for the certain group of people. Amira, Nadee and I came around late evening-ish, so i guess we sorta miss all the 'fun' parts? But we arrived just in time for the cake cutting though. The chocolate cake was the 'ultimate indulgence' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(sounds familiar?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/hafizah%2019th%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140801.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 275px; height: 206px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/hafizah%2019th%20bdae/P1140801.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/hafizah%2019th%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140796.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 274px; height: 205px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/hafizah%2019th%20bdae/P1140796.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEFT: &lt;/span&gt;Polaroid of us! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RIGHT:&lt;/span&gt; The 'star-karats' of that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/hafizah%2019th%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140789.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/hafizah%2019th%20bdae/P1140789.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UP: &lt;/span&gt;Birthday girl asked to be sabotaged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the rest of the photos and i don't know if she intends to pass it to me but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday Hafizah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I know you liked my present. Okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nadee's &lt;/span&gt;birthday was the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more exciting&lt;/span&gt; one, which i looked forward to. There were two parts to it though, one at the stroke of midnight! and the other, on a Sunday just to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part 1:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Whenever you see a full moon, you'd be reminded of Nadee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140714.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 155px; height: 207px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/P1140714.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140715.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 155px; height: 207px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/P1140715.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140716.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 155px; height: 207px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/P1140716.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the full moon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Hello Nadee! Guess what!"&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;"No you have to guess!"&lt;br /&gt;"*guessing*"&lt;br /&gt;"Your answers all wrong. I'm outside your house now! Open the door!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2005%20and%202006/Nadee%20birthday%20bash%2006/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P8169016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2005%20and%202006/Nadee%20birthday%20bash%2006/P8169016.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up: Exactly 2 years ago, we surprised Nadee at her house! &lt;a href="http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2006/08/nadees-seventeenth-birthday.html"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140713.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/P1140713.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008. Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yeap! Amira and I went to Nadee's house to surprise her. If you guys are avid readers of my blog, you would have remembered that two years ago, we did sort of the same thing on Nadee's birthday. &lt;a href="http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2006/08/nadees-seventeenth-birthday.html"&gt;Click here to read that post. &lt;/a&gt;But this time round, we made it a little different for the birthday girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140743.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/P1140743.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140760.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/P1140760.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UP: &lt;/span&gt;It takes a lot of hard work okay! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We quietly went to the garden below Nadee's house and lit up some candles so that it would read, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Happy 19th Birthday Nadee"&lt;/span&gt; with a heart just so to surprise her when she comes. The wind was such a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were almost done, i went up to her house &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(sh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e has not seen my new hair so she would not recognise me. LOL)&lt;/span&gt; and she was so reluctant to go down but she did eventually, after enough persuasion. Her mother was like, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Who's that guy outside the house?"&lt;/span&gt; Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140725.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/P1140725.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140722.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/P1140722.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had a mini Mcdonald picnic below the moon and stars with the lit candles. Wah sungguh romantic! Hope you enjoyed it Nadee! We were the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to wish you happy birthday and we were with you at the stroke of midnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part 2: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The Seoul Garden experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This was the day i got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'bubbled' (i love using that word)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; by almost everyone. TSK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sungguh embarrassing! We celebrated Nadee's birthday at Seoul Garden and got almost everyone in there to sing the birthday song for her. Thank god that wasn't me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140854.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/P1140854.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding my present! ITADAKIMASU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who came included Zul, Nazri, Myself and Amira. Initially, i was disappointed at the number of people who 'bubbled' me and bubbled me at the last minute but i still think it was fun right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140824.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/P1140824.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that was the most i ever ate out from Seoul Garden. It was just too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amira brought this deck of Japanese cards that had those weird and funny dares. So being the scaredy cat, i snatched the deck and made Nazri go first! His dares were so weird and scary. I hope he didn't get angry about that because we were just fooling around. He didn't do the dare in the end. What a miss! Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140844.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/P1140844.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140805.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/P1140805.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Sorry naz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved to esplanade rooftop to continue playing. I got the dare by which &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i had to listen to the heartbeat of the person sitting next to me on my right&lt;/span&gt;, which coincidentally happened to be Zul. For 1 minute, yes that was daaaaamn weird and funny not to mention ticklish to my ears too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140867.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/P1140867.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140869.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/P1140869.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF WTF WTF. LMAO Yes it was very ticklish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain started drizzling and so we stopped playing. We went to chill out somewhere else before we went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140890.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/P1140890.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140892.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/P1140892.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140899.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nadee%2019th%20bdae/P1140899.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Fun day, yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, we get to go to Bangkok next year! Hurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy birthday Nadee and Hafizah! I'm not gonna type a long 'i love you' kind of post because i know that you know that we know that i love the both of you. Okay. Papow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;p.s We know whose birthday is left. Save the best for the last! Papow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-5670886503006551939?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/5670886503006551939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=5670886503006551939' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/5670886503006551939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/5670886503006551939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/08/nadee-hafizahs-19th-birthday.html' title='Nadee &amp; Hafizah&apos;s 19th Birthday.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-8589909226892214958</id><published>2008-08-26T14:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T14:48:59.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>SINGFEST 08!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Pardon the lateness for this post. I musta be the last person to be blogging about this now but whatever. Blame it on school. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;OMG! SINGFEST 08 WAS AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt; Performers included S&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tacie Orrico, Jamie Scott, One Republic, Panic at the disco, Jason Mraz, Rick Astley, PCD and Alicia Keys!&lt;/span&gt; Can you just imagine all the excitement i had to go through the night before? I couldn't get myself to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140575.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/P1140575.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140577.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/P1140577.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP: Kristel, Roxanne &amp;amp; I waiting for PCD to start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the concert along with Zul, Kristel, Aqilah (my classmate, not the other one) and some other people. I arrived at the area about 12pm, which was so early! But i don't care, as long as i get to be in front of the mosh pit. So yeah, i was standing in the moshpit and moshing almost the whole day. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(11 hours!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/Stacie-orrico.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/JAMIE-SCOTT.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEFT:&lt;/span&gt; Stacie Orrico looking all fabulous. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RIGHT:&lt;/span&gt; A very sweaty Jamie Scott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacie Orrico opened the show with a bang despite the fact that she came out late. She looked so gorgeous and shiny(?). Personally, I think she did well in opening the show because you can hear the crowds singing along to her songs, notably the more popular ones like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stucked, More to life &amp;amp; I'm not missing you.&lt;/span&gt; But she is so inactive nowadays (i don't hear anything new about her) that sometimes i wonder, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where the hell have you been Stacie?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was Jamie Scott. I was thinking, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who the hell is this guy?&lt;/span&gt; The girls infront of me were already jumping and screaming, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Jamie i love you!" "Jamie you're so hot!".&lt;/span&gt; And he just stood on the stage blushing and only replied 'I love you too' once. Come on girls, he ain't interested. Move on. His songs were really good! In the sense of putting me to sleep. Yeap, really good. Okay kidding, Jamie was so nice to play one of his new songs for his upcoming album. Loved it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(No sarcasm this time round)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/one-republic.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/panic.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEFT:&lt;/span&gt; One republic &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RIGHT: &lt;/span&gt;Panic(w/o the !) at the disco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy One Republic was next because i really needed to wake up from my slumber. I must say, i overlooked these guys because they were really good live! I think i gotta start listening to their album more, then probably i'll be really into their music. Of course, my favourites from their performances included All we are and Apologize. Oh and there was this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Irma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(a classmate of mine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; lookalike&lt;/span&gt; that got wet because Ryan Tedder sprinkled water all over her. And she said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oh ryan, you're making me wet!"&lt;/span&gt; Eew, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panic at the disco was one of the bands to really look out for during &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SINGFEST!&lt;/span&gt; I remember back in 2005 when they weren't even known in Singapore, i was such hardcore fans of them that my msn nicknames were taken from part of their lyrics! No music stores had their albums or even heard of the band. But i kinda stopped being a fan eversince because i started exposing myself to other genres of music and found myself liking RnB more. But i'm certain after Singfest, i am a fan all over again. I felt like a little girl screaming and singing their songs but that was only for one day. Honestly, i don't like the songs from their new album. First album was the shit and i loved it so much!Oh and there were some problems with the microphone but they just kept playing! Amazing. The crowds did the singing for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Panic was Jason Mraz's turn to take the stage. I started feeling faint and giddy and i told Kristel and went out of the mosh. Everyone in the mosh was really pushing and squeezing. I could hardly breathe under the scorching sun. I need to get out. So i missed Jason Mraz. Disappointing! But i hope he comes back to Singapore for his tour though! I heard him singing a rendition of Wonderwall, if im not wrong and the songs from his new album. But that was it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disappointed at myself&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time Rick Astley came out, i found myself at the middle of the mosh pit again. I remember how my mother used to play his songs when i was younger so i definitely knew a few songs from his times. I got excited when he sang a few lines from Kylie Minogue's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I should be so lucky&lt;/span&gt; because i have always thought of him as the male rendition of Kylie Minogue. Some crazy fans even threw undergarments at him! Omg that was hilarious! I suppose not a lot of people were really into him because of generation gap and some were even like, "Hurry up. I wanna see PCD!" Annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/rick.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/PCD.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEFT:&lt;/span&gt; Rick Astley proving that he's not a has been. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RIGHT:&lt;/span&gt; PCD giving the best performance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/Alicia-Keys.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UP:&lt;/span&gt; Alicia Keys was full of energy singing most of her singles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost got wet in my pants when PCD came out! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;*starts singing, when i grow up*&lt;/span&gt; I loved their segment! And everyone were really moshing hard and giving catcalls. My favourite performance from them has definitely got to be 'Buttons', which was so hot and so good! I just got annoyed with their chipmunk voices but who cares, as long as you got that sexy body, you got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closing the whole show was Alicia Keys. I am a fan but i just felt that the songs were much slower this time round. Her segment was the only one that lasted for 90 minutes! I loved only a few performances. Kristel, on the other hand said she was really really good. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all so tired after the show. It ended close to 1. But it was awesome lah. I can't wait for the next one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they should bring in Michelle Branch(!!), Usher(!!), The Saturdays(!!), Delta Goodrem, Sophie Ellis Bextor, Girls aloud, Brandy, Dido, Michelle Williams(!!), Vanessa Carlton(!!) or Beyonce next time round! Maybe having either madonna or kylie(!!) or britney doesn't hurt also. =p But no, no local bands next time. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-8589909226892214958?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/8589909226892214958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=8589909226892214958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8589909226892214958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8589909226892214958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/08/singfest-08.html' title='SINGFEST 08!'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/th_P1140575.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-7916631563641337518</id><published>2008-08-25T23:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T11:16:37.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>PPP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/SLLVF5KWZPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cQRpqpkva-Y/s1600-h/Photo+294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/SLLVF5KWZPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cQRpqpkva-Y/s320/Photo+294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238483613805602034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/SLN1geOuHwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8JZqegrIe-U/s1600-h/Photo+296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/SLN1geOuHwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8JZqegrIe-U/s320/Photo+296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238659992293089026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP: Taken during PPP class, i almost died of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Hello holidays! &lt;/span&gt;But i was in school today for PPP or Professional Preparatory Programme if you prefer to call it that way. I initially thought it lasted for two hours only. I guess i got it all wrong because it lasted for a total of four hours, which left me with no choice but to cancel my work shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich, i headed off to Cineleisure as fast as possible to catch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cyborg She&lt;/span&gt;, a Japanese movie, along with Nadee and Amira because my class ended at 620pm and movie starts at 705pm. Overall, i thought it was a pretty interesting movie that started with the lead actor's perception of the story and ended with the female actress perception. Some parts were just freaky and some were just too funny. Ironically, the movie totally brought Nadee to tears, which i thought to be quite comical because i kinda thought it was so crappy at certain parts whereas she found it so touching? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Papow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose i will be working at Haagen Daz &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(sian to the maximum)&lt;/span&gt; for the next few weeks. Talking about work, i worked at the outlet over at Centrepoint last Saturday and i got bloody annoyed with the China girl. One, she was criticising me in chinese &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(bad move girl).&lt;/span&gt; Two, she gets so stressed so bloody easily and ends up breaking a lot of stuffs. Three, she loves comparing Centrepoint with Century Square. Why does work seem to be more like a competition? I told her, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello china girl, its not the beijing olympics down there. You're better than me, so what? You win gold medal for China isit?&lt;/span&gt; You don't need to prove you're the best. And i hate this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Centrepoint vs. Century Square&lt;/span&gt; competition. I want to work, not to compete and i have not been working as a kitchen staff for almost 2 months now so putting me down there is like 'whoa a new experience all over again' for me. I had enough. No i don't hate her. Just displeased with her attitude of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Oh, i only work for 3 months, you work for almost 2 years. So you do lor! You know more!"&lt;/span&gt; I wanted to slap her at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my dear VB was involved in a car accident last night! TRAGIC! Thank god she was not injured at all and thank god once again that he kids weren't in the car at that point of time. &lt;a href="http://celebglitz.com/35531/Victoria-Beckham/david-and-victoria-beckham-involved-in-car-accident.aspx"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s I knew you were talking about me just now (you should know who you are). Let's just say i have an awesome sense of picking up details and reading facial expressions easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&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/26136927-7916631563641337518?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/7916631563641337518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=7916631563641337518' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/7916631563641337518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/7916631563641337518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/08/ppp.html' title='PPP.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/SLLVF5KWZPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cQRpqpkva-Y/s72-c/Photo+294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-3018801453773297141</id><published>2008-08-24T16:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T17:21:39.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>Lucky Number Seven.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Please please please be patient while the layout loads. I tried my best to make it fast and am still performing minimal changes to it so that it will load faster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because they said 7 is a very lucky number, i finally decided to feature myself in my new layout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture3-4.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/Picture3-4.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture2-6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/Picture2-6.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEFT: My 7th layout for The-wreckage RIGHT: My previous layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also known as my second layout for the year 2008, the newly designed layout version 7 is mainly inspired by Rupaul (*coughes* Supermodel you betta work! *coughes*) whom is so confident about his/her self image and of course I envy that personality of his/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, i got the inspiration from my own photos too. But let's not get to that shall we. HEH. I'm very confident that i'll stick with this one for quite some time. And if you guys did not know, i did put up a photo of myself on my Mel page so that i would enjoy visiting mel but thats beside the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;7 Reasons why I love my new layout:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It's green in colour!&lt;br /&gt;2. I spent a whole lot of effort for this one.&lt;br /&gt;3. Unlike my previous layouts, i started the html from scratch. Got me so frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;4. It's featuring myself.&lt;br /&gt;5. It's highly self-expressive.&lt;br /&gt;6. It's my lucky number 7 layout.&lt;br /&gt;7. It's not featuring Victoria Beckham again. (I still love her).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jarrel mentioned that he would faint and drop dead if i did another layout on VB. haha! Maybe next time eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss my VB layout a whole lot now because i used it for 8 months! So while you enjoy this new layout, which will be filled with many new posts very soon, let me go to one corner and get all emotional about my previous VB layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-3018801453773297141?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/3018801453773297141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=3018801453773297141' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/3018801453773297141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/3018801453773297141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/08/lucky-number-seven.html' title='Lucky Number Seven.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/th_Picture3-4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-2146914386301605779</id><published>2008-08-21T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T01:06:05.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Finally.</title><content type='html'>The end of today's advertising paper marks the end of semester 2.1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much awaited holidays are finally here! And since i got no internship, i shall do some productive work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall update again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-2146914386301605779?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/2146914386301605779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=2146914386301605779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/2146914386301605779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/2146914386301605779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally.html' title='Finally.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-443250622434008203</id><published>2008-08-16T13:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T13:33:57.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Presenting the new hairstyle.</title><content type='html'>In the previous post, i mentioned that i was in a dilemma as to whether i should cut my hair or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had initially planned to cut my hair on that day itself but but but something cropped up. As to what a classmate of mine, Irah would say, "Di sebalik (something but i think its batu) itu, ada hikmahnya". Screw the peribahasa. Basically it just means that there is a reason for everything. So maybe it was a good thing that i did not cut my hair on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day i dropped by Chapter 2 along with Aini (we were supposed to study after this) and i asked the hairstylist,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i want to keep my hair short, what you think?"&lt;br /&gt;"I think you'll look weird with short hair, especially now you got curl ends all over."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah i realised. Its very irritating also. Okay, so now what?"&lt;br /&gt;"You should rebond your hair because your front part is straight and the back is just curly. And with straight hair you can do lots of hairstyles."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay!"&lt;br /&gt;(in my heart, i was like, [vulgar word] im rebonding it again? Seriously?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much hesitation, Yes. I did it again. I rebonded my hair for the second time this year, considering the fact that the first time done at a cheapo salon at Far East was such a major disaster that lasted for only 2 months. But i'm hopeful this one can last for almost 1 year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know rebonding takes 4 hours of my life away and i almost dozed off. Aini poked fun at me throughout the whole process and snapped quite a few pictures of me with weird metals dangling from my head! And I think my butt went numb. But i enjoyed being treated like a King for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ended up not studying because i did not expect to rebond my hair again. ROTFL. Sorry aini. Bt she also another one, she didn't want to study also lor. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rebonding costed me a whopping $160. I know i know. But the package that i did was inclusive of a hair treatment, which i really needed. So i think $160 for one whole year is worth it and i'm satisfied with Chapter 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough blabbering. Here's how i look like right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo-277.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 263px; height: 196px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/Photo-277.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo-282.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 265px; height: 198px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/Photo-282.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i could pull off my black shades perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo-283.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 371px; height: 278px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/Photo-283.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello hello straight hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s I still want to try out afro hair. I will. Next year.&lt;br /&gt;p.s diyana i link you already lor!&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/26136927-443250622434008203?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/443250622434008203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=443250622434008203' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/443250622434008203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/443250622434008203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/08/presenting-new-hairstyle.html' title='Presenting the new hairstyle.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/th_Photo-277.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-4605114352386513332</id><published>2008-08-13T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T00:29:29.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>National day with Aqilah and Kristel</title><content type='html'>We're almoooooooooost there! Left with two exams and we're done with this semester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i witnessed the birth of my baby - My newspaper. I love love love it because i spent so much time on it and having so many sleepless nights because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140675.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 389px; height: 290px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/P1140675.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqilah has breast implants. Me: SHOCKED! (okayla kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, National day was not that shocking, it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out with Aqilah and Kristel was so awesome and we met Yanti, who happened to be working on that day. We had a loooong chat with her and i really missed her so much sia. And aqilah says she's gonna quit soon, that leaves me hanging. I'll talk about this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140682.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 223px; height: 302px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/P1140682.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140672.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 228px; height: 302px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/P1140672.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to meet you again for our study session babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the pictures are with Kristel so i have yet to receive them. I love the both of them. And they love talking about menses, pms, sex, bra sizes, their vaginas with me and feel so comfortable talking about it with me. Because you know why? Because i am amirul and i am one of them. Yeah but i dun have a waterfall installed in my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just submitted my resume for work at a variety of high end retail shops. I'm hoping they get back to me please because i do not want to work at Haagen Daz during my holiday and competing with other idiots for schedule. And since Aqilah is quitting, i really need this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo-264.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 357px; height: 267px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/Photo-264.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO CUT OR NOT TO CUT: Student gets frustrated with his annoying hair that sticks out everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another issue i am contemplating is on whether i should cut my hair. Do you think i should? I'm having a headache just thinking about it. Cut or no cut? Fuck la. AINI! CUT OR NOT TO CUT! I am scared that if i cut, it will look ugly like what happened to aini's minah hair at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, bye bye tuition. I'm tired of the ethics there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-4605114352386513332?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/4605114352386513332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=4605114352386513332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4605114352386513332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4605114352386513332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/08/national-day-with-aqilah-and-kristel.html' title='National day with Aqilah and Kristel'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/th_P1140675.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-8320222071117063092</id><published>2008-08-10T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:10:33.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omfg</title><content type='html'>OMFG I DREAMT THAT JESSE MCCARTNEY CAME TO SINGAPORE FOR HIS CONCERT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-8320222071117063092?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/8320222071117063092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=8320222071117063092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8320222071117063092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8320222071117063092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/08/omfg.html' title='omfg'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-6711086645465166471</id><published>2008-08-04T23:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:46:57.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t ask don&apos;t tell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Why today is such a good day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Today ..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was such a perfect reminder of why i am not talking to you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;was the day you made me so happy yet frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;was the day we had so much fun at (blank).&lt;br /&gt;was the day which i had only one main objective - to make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;But then today ..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was the start of our sinking friendship.&lt;br /&gt;was the day i might have regretted for not giving you one more chance.&lt;br /&gt;was the day i had wanted to say sorry to you.&lt;br /&gt;was the day i wished you did something instead of 'leaving it all up to god'.&lt;br /&gt;was the day i wished you had stopped saying 'anything' and made your own decision for once.&lt;br /&gt;was the day i had to find a new set of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But most importantly, today ............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS the day i realised i didn't need you.&lt;br /&gt;IS the day i realised i could stand on my own feet without you.&lt;br /&gt;IS the day i realised you didn't deserve my concern and whatever pity i showered on you.&lt;br /&gt;IS the day that i forgot your (blank).&lt;br /&gt;IS the day i realised you still exist.&lt;br /&gt;IS the day i started thinking about you after a long time.&lt;br /&gt;IS the day i realised i'm happier with where i am right now, than last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you for everything and all the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TODAYS&lt;/span&gt; that you have given me. I'm stronger now and i am proud to say, i hold no more grudges simply because today ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;is the day i finally gave up on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amirool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-6711086645465166471?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/6711086645465166471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=6711086645465166471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6711086645465166471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6711086645465166471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-today-is-such-good-day.html' title='Why today is such a good day.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-6229951181772876834</id><published>2008-08-01T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T00:16:24.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Almost over.</title><content type='html'>All the presentation is almost over. And i loved loved the presentations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo243.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 484px; height: 363px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Photo243.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aini and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that aini is one of my close friends and in the same class as me. Really! Believe me when i say i can get bloody pissed and annoyed with her cos both of us are stubborn and when we have a point, we will insist on it and keep on debating about whose points better. But whats good about our friendship is that we just fight for that moment and 10 minutes later, we're okay like as if the annoying part did not happen at all. lol. I don't hold grudges okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, im not gonna write anymore cos thats it. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear. its 12 already! Gotta sleep! Eye repairing do your work now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo199.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Photo199.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg audderz u are so fat and u have big boobs. i cnt take it. but you know i lub you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-6229951181772876834?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/6229951181772876834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=6229951181772876834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6229951181772876834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6229951181772876834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/08/almost-over.html' title='Almost over.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-362062574016479270</id><published>2008-07-26T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:02:48.722+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>33 more days!</title><content type='html'>Here's a promo for season 6 of One tree Hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, if you recall, im a sucka for one tree hill. Somehow the plots gotten real good until the season finale ending which was kinda stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LbtnNU2Whqk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LbtnNU2Whqk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i already know who Lucas pick. Not a spoiler but he will pick Lindsey. Just a hunch. But we'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-362062574016479270?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/362062574016479270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=362062574016479270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/362062574016479270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/362062574016479270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/07/33-more-days.html' title='33 more days!'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-3522800542282813204</id><published>2008-07-25T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T01:05:57.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Twilight.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i tend to get annoyed with people easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i look at the old photos that we took last time. All the feelings of happiness suddenly came back and i'm more willing to put effort in that friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird, how photos can make you relive that moment whenever you look at it. As for me, i look at it and give them a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna rant. I can finish my advertisements. 6 of them. One at a time, learnt from irah. haha! This strategy really does work. If you have a whole load of work to do, start one at a time and don't look at your assignments from afar cos you'll see a million of stuffs to do. By finishing one at a time, you won't even realise you've completed millions of em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEKENDS HERE I COME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-3522800542282813204?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/3522800542282813204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=3522800542282813204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/3522800542282813204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/3522800542282813204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/07/twilight.html' title='Twilight.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-6878080055522113676</id><published>2008-07-23T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T20:46:30.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victoria Beckham'/><title type='text'>Posh's curly hair.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jul18vbcurl1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 574px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/jul18vbcurl1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vicky looking posh-ey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I knew i had to post this the moment i saw it online. Vicky looks stunning! I love it! I love it! I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nails are slightly disturbing but thats okay i can put it past me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&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/26136927-6878080055522113676?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/6878080055522113676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=6878080055522113676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6878080055522113676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6878080055522113676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/07/poshs-curly-hair.html' title='Posh&apos;s curly hair.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/th_jul18vbcurl1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-7470869760619282926</id><published>2008-07-22T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T14:17:27.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Science show rehearsal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello (again),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had tv rehearsal today. And i am very stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/The%20science%20show/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo141.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 418px; height: 313px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/The%20science%20show/Photo141.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audderz and me horz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/The%20science%20show/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo140.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 415px; height: 311px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/The%20science%20show/Photo140.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was tv? How was it? HOWWWW WAS IT? S..ucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/The%20science%20show/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo138.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 414px; height: 310px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/The%20science%20show/Photo138.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;till then.&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/26136927-7470869760619282926?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/7470869760619282926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=7470869760619282926' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/7470869760619282926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/7470869760619282926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/07/science-show-rehearsal.html' title='Science show rehearsal.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-7275083533267791822</id><published>2008-07-21T13:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T14:23:15.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>MASSIVE update.</title><content type='html'>Hello peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I feel the need to do a real proper update. So here i am, sitting in lecture, feeling so cold and yet i do not have a jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is my daily routine so far.&lt;br /&gt;1. Wake up.&lt;br /&gt;2. School.&lt;br /&gt;3. Home.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;5. Repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single day and No. I have no time to even go out with any of my friends or to even pamper myself with some retail therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about retail therapy, i got for myself SINGFEST 08 tickets! It's gonna be awesome. If you're coming, do tell me so we can all go out as a whole big group! Credits to Kristel baby for getting me the tickets at a low price!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that reminds me. I met Yanti the other day while she was working at Centrepoint. Whoa! I miss her so much sia! I am considering to transfer there cos its only a 30 minute ride from school to work there. But then again, i am not so sure leh. although mostlikely, i am gonna be fired for not working for so long. (I did it before and i wasn't fired. lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Yay! I am going to SINGFEST 08. Oh, i talked about that already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nazri's birthday (16th June, thats how long i haven't been doing a proper update.) was great! I forgot what i gave him. Eh, its the sex tape, i mean the film that he helped me act in back when i was in year 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst he was blowing off his cake, i jokingly said, "I [in the form of nazri] wish to have a girlfriend by the end of this year!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nazris%20bdae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140166-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 418px; height: 313px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/nazris%20bdae/P1140166-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAZRI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then there was my dinner and dance. 3 years straight that i have been attending my moms dinner and dance. Its at swissotel and this year's theme is "A black tie affair".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Dinner%20and%20dance/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140201.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 373px; height: 496px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Dinner%20and%20dance/P1140201.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Dinner%20and%20dance/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140191.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 384px; height: 511px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Dinner%20and%20dance/P1140191.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Dinner%20and%20dance/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140207.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 346px; height: 460px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Dinner%20and%20dance/P1140207.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed myself! Hurray! And would you agree that my hair looked 'stunning'? haha! I love it. Gonna do my hair once again somewhere this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk. tired of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&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/26136927-7275083533267791822?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/7275083533267791822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=7275083533267791822' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/7275083533267791822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/7275083533267791822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/07/massive-update.html' title='MASSIVE update.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-4752189721072159637</id><published>2008-07-20T15:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T15:37:28.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>I took the time to actually pray (after 300 days, okay maybe less) and ask for some calmness in the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny cos while i was sleeping last night, there was this voice that told me to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear, gotta get back to assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-4752189721072159637?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/4752189721072159637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=4752189721072159637' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4752189721072159637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4752189721072159637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/07/random.html' title='random.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-2302893836417687113</id><published>2008-07-12T02:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T03:02:16.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quizzes'/><title type='text'>Just a random post.</title><content type='html'>Hello people. I am bored. Thanks fit for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;br /&gt;1. King rool&lt;br /&gt;2. Amirool&lt;br /&gt;3. Amirulez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU'VE HAD&lt;br /&gt;1. amyrul.&lt;br /&gt;2. rool.&lt;br /&gt;3. !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF&lt;br /&gt;1. None&lt;br /&gt;2. None&lt;br /&gt;3. None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF&lt;br /&gt;1. My tummy.&lt;br /&gt;2. My hair&lt;br /&gt;3. My pimples.&lt;br /&gt;(I have more. But they only asked for three.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE&lt;br /&gt;1. Arab.&lt;br /&gt;2. Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;3. Malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU&lt;br /&gt;1. Spirits.&lt;br /&gt;2. Level 7-9 toilet in school.&lt;br /&gt;3. Humiliation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS&lt;br /&gt;1. Music.&lt;br /&gt;2. Book.&lt;br /&gt;3. Bobo (my mac)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS ON YOUR TABLE NOW&lt;br /&gt;1. Hard disk.&lt;br /&gt;2. Bling bling watch.&lt;br /&gt;3. Bobo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE BANDS/MUSICAL ARTISTS&lt;br /&gt;1. Kylie Minogue&lt;br /&gt;2. Usher.&lt;br /&gt;3. Spice girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE SONGS&lt;br /&gt;1. Shocked - Kylie.&lt;br /&gt;2. My love is for real - Victoria beckham.&lt;br /&gt;3. Chocolate - Kylie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS&lt;br /&gt;1. Have at least 2k in my bank account.&lt;br /&gt;2. Rebonded hair.&lt;br /&gt;3. Lose my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP&lt;br /&gt;1. Honesty.&lt;br /&gt;2. Humour.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hot &amp;amp; kinky stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE TRUTHS&lt;br /&gt;1. I run whenever i go out of the house toilet.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am always homealone.&lt;br /&gt;3. I can shop w/o realising i have spent 200$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;1. Humour.&lt;br /&gt;2. Teeth.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hourglass shape body. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE HOBBIES&lt;br /&gt;1. Collecting cds.&lt;br /&gt;2. reading books.&lt;br /&gt;3. Stare at bobo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU REALLY WANT TO DO RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;1. Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;2. Fix my alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hug my bolster tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING&lt;br /&gt;1. Dj&lt;br /&gt;2. Graphic designer.&lt;br /&gt;3. Webmaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION&lt;br /&gt;1. Bangkok!&lt;br /&gt;2. Australia!&lt;br /&gt;3. UK! LONDON! SCREAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE KID'S NAMES IN FUTURE&lt;br /&gt;1. Never thought of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS TO DO BEFORE I DIE&lt;br /&gt;1. Ask for forgiveness from those that i've offended.&lt;br /&gt;2. Be a rich guy.&lt;br /&gt;3. Meet victoria beckham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS I'M A STEREOTYPICAL girl&lt;br /&gt;1. I gossip a lot.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am very fickle minded. Cannot make up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;3. I shop like theres no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS I'M STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY&lt;br /&gt;1. I have a dick.&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't bother how i look.&lt;br /&gt;3. I am strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CELEB CRUSHES&lt;br /&gt;1. Jennifer love hewitt.&lt;br /&gt;2. Victoria beckham.&lt;br /&gt;3. Delta goodrem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall update more on the weekends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-2302893836417687113?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/2302893836417687113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=2302893836417687113' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/2302893836417687113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/2302893836417687113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-random-post.html' title='Just a random post.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-397563558821974355</id><published>2008-07-09T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T00:33:53.714+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>When tears run dry.</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is taking up a lot of my time. I'm planning to quit haagen daz already cos i seriously cannot cope with cca, work, tuition, school. So buhbye. I'll miss that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-397563558821974355?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/397563558821974355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=397563558821974355' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/397563558821974355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/397563558821974355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-tears-run-dry.html' title='When tears run dry.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-4213993473195064557</id><published>2008-06-24T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T00:26:49.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Nothing you could say.</title><content type='html'>Tell me what to do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess if its meant to be, it will be ... someday. Just not now. future perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-4213993473195064557?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/4213993473195064557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=4213993473195064557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4213993473195064557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4213993473195064557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/06/nothing-you-could-say.html' title='Nothing you could say.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-4933193268599850793</id><published>2008-06-22T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:34:20.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Emotional.</title><content type='html'>I don't know why but i feel so emotional now. And no, its not about school. Life really sucks sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is the only thing that can calm me down right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Sm9YHvYH4B"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Sm9YHvYH4B" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/pboth70s/music/mVNbGQf3/kate_voegele_hallelujah/"&gt;Hallelujah - Kate Voegele&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-4933193268599850793?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/4933193268599850793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=4933193268599850793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4933193268599850793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4933193268599850793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/06/emotional.html' title='Emotional.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-1737116298285309850</id><published>2008-06-17T14:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T15:27:47.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>The art of photoshop. [Part 1]</title><content type='html'>Only a few more hours to the Donny Osmond concert and i am already so tired. I need to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, If you guys ever bothered to look at my friendster and facebook profiles, this is the first of the many many installment of my latest works done using photoshop of course. Yes i will be doing more but with different designs i guess. Chill if your photo ain't up here. It will be ... soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall name my first set as 'Polkadots'. It's just simple photo manipulation bebeh. I need to learn the difficult-to-do ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Shakeyourpompomsnadeerool.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 447px; height: 335px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/Shakeyourpompomsnadeerool.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadee &amp;amp; I. I love this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=superstarskristelandmyself.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 434px; height: 325px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/superstarskristelandmyself.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristel ball and I. Ultimate superstars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=doitlikeiluvitbabatz.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 425px; height: 317px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/doitlikeiluvitbabatz.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fizah and I. Who doesn't love babats?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I need to start emphasizing on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLEASE COMMENT ON MY BLOGPOST. THANK YOU. (lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-1737116298285309850?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/1737116298285309850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=1737116298285309850' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/1737116298285309850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/1737116298285309850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/06/art-of-photoshop-part-1.html' title='The art of photoshop. [Part 1]'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/th_Shakeyourpompomsnadeerool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-186904687510761568</id><published>2008-06-15T19:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:33:16.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Album review'/><title type='text'>Jesse Mccartney: Departure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After taking a short break from releasing his sophomore album 'Right where you want me', Jesse Mccartney is now back with a much more harder edge R&amp;amp;B/Pop record that repositions himself in the music industry, comparing him with the likes of Justin Timberlake and even Usher *coughes*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=005-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/005-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=l_78a206f993dd0c3b143e4e1f12c487e2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 207px; height: 185px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/l_78a206f993dd0c3b143e4e1f12c487e2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Departure is Jesse's third solo effort to prove that he's still in the music business. And i must say, i am highly impressed with his new record despite the fact that i have always thought that his songs were very amateurish and very whiny to the extent that i cringe at every second of his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The album opens up with &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=LYMDXK9ZpxQ"&gt;'Leavin'&lt;/a&gt;, which you guys already know as his first single off the album. Jesse explains that in this song, the girl should be leaving her guy for him cos hes 'like uh sooo much betta' than the other guy. No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=normal_014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/normal_014.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse on the set of his music video for '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leavin&lt;/span&gt;'. View it &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=LYMDXK9ZpxQ&amp;amp;feature=user"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a great song to listen to but i want more! He also performed the acoustic version of this song on Kiss Fm, which is as amazing as the original itself. You can listen to it &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=0tzv71rz-zo"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eV39pd98nUA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'It's over'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is also one of my many favourites in the album, possibly because i could relate to that experience very well. Heartbreaks and jesse seems to go really well here. Now, i'm really excited for the other songs in the album!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, its time for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KXk8NFggkfo"&gt;'Rock you'&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; which happens to be so darn irritating. The chorus is soo exaggerated, just too much. Not really a fan of this song and the only thing thats good about this song is that its very catchy. Next please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NIKvgEFFiHQ"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'How do you sleep'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sounds very promising compared to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KXk8NFggkfo"&gt;'Rock you'&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I'm digging this to be the second single after &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LYMDXK9ZpxQ"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Leavin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. This song is soo catchy. I don't mind playing this on repeat everyday. I loved it the moment i heard it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cG2NZD4lyz0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Into ya'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is one of those songs that's really tiring to listen to. A little draggy but i guess its alright. Not really good. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BIfrSWgvhc4"&gt;'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make up'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; also happens to be my favourite. The only problem i have with this song is the very fake Spanish (wait is it Spanish or Brazilian?) accent in the beginning. Oh god Jesse, stop it now! Okay, i'm kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bEyfqOOQYIM"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'My baby'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Yes i love this song too. Thank god the chorus is not as irritating as 'Rock you' but i think its gonna be either this song or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NIKvgEFFiHQ"&gt;How do you sleep'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to be the next single. Whatcha think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AhVzycCmzbc"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Told you so'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shows a very emotional side of Jesse and we all love it. So here's the breakdown. "Hey jesse, you're gonna break up with that DK girl. And when it happens, lemme just say, 'I hate to say it but i told you so." Okay, kidding again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q-vZbRLxuW8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Relapse'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has a very creepy intro to it but it has a pretty decent chorus, that is, if you ever manage to get to it. I looove on how it starts being slow-tempo-ish and once it comes to the chorus, BOOM! Everything moves fast. Really really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1OHKXTfrWbg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Runnin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DJUlH2YAaUo"&gt;'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not your enemy'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; are most probably just fillers rather than single choices in the album. I'm not into it that much but 'Not your enemy' is a very very nice song to 'emo' to. However, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eWUr1waSVao"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Freaky'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is such a fun song to listen and dance to. I'm so sad we're coming to the end of the album. No. No! NO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the bonus track, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Bleeding love'.&lt;/span&gt; Before you guys go, "ISN'T THAT LEONA'S SONG?", here's a little trivia. Jesse was one of the two co-writers that produced the #1 hit single, Bleeding love by Leona Lewis. You guys can listen to his version of the song &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fpcGcufdHZA"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Although it doesn't match up to Leona's strong vocals, its definitely a newer and pleasurable version to listen to. Not whiny at all. Just perfect. I just can't help but to love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=normal_001-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/normal_001-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=normal_002-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 253px; height: 164px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/normal_002-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Departure'&lt;/span&gt; pretty much hits the right spot everywhere in my opinion. And if you're not a Jesse Mac fan, i think you should give him a try. Who knows, you might like him like i do! So please support him and go get it now! This is by far, Jesse's best album ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand out tracks: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NIKvgEFFiHQ"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'How do you sleep'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bEyfqOOQYIM"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'My baby'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eV39pd98nUA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'It's over'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BIfrSWgvhc4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Make up'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The not-so-good ones: I'd put none. But i'll include &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cG2NZD4lyz0"&gt;'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Into ya&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;/a&gt; Its very tiring to listen to, really. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O5L4CJUye4k"&gt;'Oxygen'&lt;/a&gt;, one of the bonus tracks, would have probably been a better fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rate this album: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;4 out of 5 stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are from &lt;a href="http://oh-jesse.org"&gt;Oh-jesse&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-186904687510761568?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/186904687510761568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=186904687510761568' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/186904687510761568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/186904687510761568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/06/jesse-mccartnhttpwwwbloggercomimggllink.html' title='Jesse Mccartney: Departure'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/th_005-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-6397222507487184303</id><published>2008-06-13T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T21:37:12.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pure crap'/><title type='text'>Friday the thirteenth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday the thirteenth is by far the most irritating day ever.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why. But it was hella funny. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very tired. I want to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-6397222507487184303?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/6397222507487184303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=6397222507487184303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6397222507487184303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6397222507487184303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/06/friday-thirteenth.html' title='Friday the thirteenth.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-330859072722427892</id><published>2008-06-11T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:52:30.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Updates.</title><content type='html'>Hello sexeh people out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. I know. It's the term break for me. I've been enjoying it so far but it's too short! Heh! These are the current-going-ons in my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Internship.&lt;br /&gt;Yes i will be going for internship again for my two months holiday. I've received a call from my old ex-colleague who was from the same company i was intern-ing at last year and now he is in a different company. This one will be awesome and i am getting ready my portfolio containing all my designs to show to people. This time it will be at a different magazine company. Some business magazine, i hope not. But i'll either be a write or a graphic designer. Cool eh? I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Fish spa.&lt;br /&gt;A few days back, my legs got the diva treatment when i went for a fish spa over at bugis street. My feets are so much smoother now, like baby feet! All those small fishies were nibbling on my dead skin. Buffet for the fish was what hafizah called it. All those small fishies were nibbling on my feets, it felt so ticklish for the first few minutes i couldn't stand it. Thank god it wasn't painful. But yay, I'll be accompanying kristel bebeh next week for her to do her feet. Oh and can i add that fish spa is so comfortable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Vinyls. Cds.&lt;br /&gt;Word has it that my dad is going round finding vinyl players for me? Wow. I think it's meant to be a surprise or something for me? I don't know. And today, i was going round music stores in singapore and guess what i found!!! I found a very old vinyl album of Madonna's  'The Immaculate Collection'. It is amazing! I'm so happy. Plus, i even bought madonna's '4 minutes' vinyl, jesse mac cd single for leavin' (last copy!) and kylie minogue cd single for in my arms (last copy also!). Tell me i am lucky. The story of me getting jessemac's cd single was hilarious. I was walking around and i saw someone looking at the jesse mac cd display stand. And he was eye-ing the cd single but i had to get it so i quickly grabbed it with my super fast moving arms. Happy happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Shoes. River island.&lt;br /&gt;I think buying shoes from River Island is totally worth it regardless of the price. I bought this pointy shoe and i la la love it so much! I will be wearing it for my moms dinner and dance night! For that, i will be blogging on another post. Not now. I love my shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Donny Osmond concert!&lt;br /&gt;Mommy is bringing me to yet another concert next week! I'm getting all hyped up! I've heard his songs before and not even Click 5 or Maroon 5 (eh they always bring in the five group to sg) combined can match up to him. 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height: 279px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1130868.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How'd you like me now as a rocker? 8-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before, I was feeling super high and had a great feeling that today (070808) was gonna be fantastic! But then, things took a wrong turn and my mood totally died. From 100% to 0%. No stops in between. I ended up sitting back in my chair(all dressed up already), calling everyone to tell them about the drastic news. Whatever. Although our moods were down, we decided to just go out! And no, it wasn't a mistake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was Fareast, where we would have our lunch. Shortly after, hafizah babatz came and she was daaaaamn late la! Been a long time since I last saw her wearing makeup when she goes out uh? Haha. And this would we our last time to see farhan before he goes for NS and becomes botak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130854.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 348px; height: 462px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1130854.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhan: Imma shy boy. But i can rap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130853.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 392px; height: 294px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1130853.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana thai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With strong recommendation from Zul, we decided to dine at Nana Thai restaurant. Oh and i had a blonde moment. There was this one part when I needed ice water (like badly) and I just went to ask the guy approaching towards my direction cos he somewhat looked like a waiter and said, “Excuse me. excuse me. Can I have some ice water please?” Omg I swear. Dumb moment. The guy ignored me and went back to his seat and that was when I realised that he was not the waiter! HAH! I was actually starting to get pissed when he denied my attention! But okay, i was wrong. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nazri stole the thunder away from me when he got his shoe stuck inside the escalator and it was so impossible to take it out. HAH! For a moment, I thought he had to abandon his shoe and buy a new ones or something until Zul tried to act as the superhero by preventing people not to take the escalator so that I could press the stop button to stop it from moving. Freaking funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130856.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 251px; height: 332px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1130856.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130855.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 251px; height: 332px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1130855.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stucked shoe! And he was in that position for like 5 minutes or so. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our supposedly second stop after Fareast was at Cineleisure E2max, where we would be playing Guitar Hero! Wah my favourite! But we had two little stops along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was at this Salvation Army booth. I paid like 3 dollars and won a set of philips earphones! Hafizah got a soft toy. Farhan's prize was the best! He won a tea pot! Not impressed? Well, its a Calvin Klein Tea Pot. Talk about branded goods. haha! This was so worth it lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130858.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 456px; height: 342px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1130858.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cotton candy. And balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think hafizah paid like 10 dollars to get 4 balloons for herself? So crazy about balloons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to Cineleisure, I saw the APPLE of my eye. No, not someone I fancy but a thing! As a promotion for Apple's new Ishoot, they are giving free photoshoots for people and we get to keep ALL of the photos! Omg awesomeness leh! We postponed our booking at E2MAX to 7 instead of 6 and went crazy during our photoshoots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I love Apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130864.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 377px; height: 282px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1130864.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the photoshoot begins ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image_5237.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 370px; height: 554px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/Image_5237.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the twins lor. We wear the same hat. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image_5240.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 444px; height: 295px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/Image_5240.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image_5243.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 422px; height: 280px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/Image_5243.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG my tummy is flat! heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image_5246.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 417px; height: 277px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/Image_5246.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we're cool yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image_5249.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 404px; height: 268px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/Image_5249.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sticky sticky fingers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image_5255.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 287px; height: 429px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/Image_5255.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So funny. But i think this one looks cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then, we had boybands! Ban the brothers! And our first single is, "Because A. sucks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image_5256.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 451px; height: 300px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/Image_5256.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left, Colton, Fernandez, Joe and Jesse. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image_5259.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 364px; height: 545px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/Image_5259.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh. We look hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then it was the three girls ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image_5274.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 421px; height: 278px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/Image_5274.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image_5270.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 316px; height: 474px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/Image_5270.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image_5282.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 530px; height: 352px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/Image_5282.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groupshot. Now we're S Club 7. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole photoshoot, we quickly chose our photos, the ones that we wanted to print and then it was time for guitar hero! I could hardly contain my excitement before playing guitar hero! It was soo addictive! I want to play again although i suck at the game. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case if any of you do not know what guitar hero is (noobs), here's a youtube video demo on the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3o8r0Aits1k&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3o8r0Aits1k&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;MY FAVOURITE SONG TO PLAY ON GUITAR HERO!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130889.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 441px; height: 330px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1130889.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. I am so noob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130945.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 448px; height: 336px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1130945.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet amira was like, "Wahlao so lousy. Hurry up and let me play la"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130911.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 457px; height: 342px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1130911.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them were so good la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130910.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 449px; height: 336px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1130910.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So good that they had 2 draws. But hafizah won the last round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130933.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 394px; height: 295px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1130933.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won zul! I won zul! I was playing easy and he was playing medium. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130952.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 378px; height: 283px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1130952.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zool was so good that he could play while lying down. But amira thrashed him in the end. Girl power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130968.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 495px; height: 371px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1130968.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhan always says hes not good. But he ends up playing so well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140041.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 382px; height: 508px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1140041.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two champions. I just remembered that hafizah used to play CS. ooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since only two people could play Guitar Hero at a time, the rest of us were either watching or using the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130896.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 394px; height: 295px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1130896.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploading the photoshoot photos asap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for the people who suck at the game (ie. Nadee and Myself), we were busy showing off our long long hair. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140031.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 380px; height: 285px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1140031.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flick that hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140032.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 378px; height: 283px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1140032.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow i love flicking my hair. HAHAHA. Ultimate diva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140044.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 368px; height: 489px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1140044.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zooooool! He looks sexeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 346px; height: 460px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1140009.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been two years babe. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want guitar hero badly! But I need an xbox (can't use bobo, cos there's no more space inside of him). Pretty please? Birthday present? HAHAHAHA. I got no shame. But i think an armani wallet would be better. No, maybe a 16gb ipod touch! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140038.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 477px; height: 357px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1140038.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1140045.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 454px; height: 339px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/070808%20outing/P1140045.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a blast hanging out with all of them! And we should all go out again soon. So long farhan and your hair. I am very very interested to see how farhan looks like when he's bald. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-1518805563842168792?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/1518805563842168792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=1518805563842168792' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/1518805563842168792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/1518805563842168792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/06/apple-of-my-eye.html' title='The Apple of my eye.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-5129400433832418915</id><published>2008-06-06T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T11:03:28.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Term break.</title><content type='html'>I am definitely looking forward to my term break this semester! I wanna wanna meet kristel and aqilah and we can go shopping! (Yes aini, with my 100$ pay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, theres so many other things to be completed during the term break, can it really be called a term break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i really want to do well in this semester but its so exhausting to please our tutors. How is "a new and exciting experience" too cheeeeeem for tv? Yeah okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i need to get to school now. beeeeeeeesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-5129400433832418915?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/5129400433832418915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=5129400433832418915' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/5129400433832418915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/5129400433832418915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/06/term-break.html' title='Term break.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-124603538524493472</id><published>2008-06-01T11:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T13:17:51.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Hannie's 19th Bdae Celebration!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for blogging about this post so late. You see, the past week was crazy for me. Thank god its gonna be term break soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrating birthdays has always been a tradition for us, Pretty Children. To think after so long, we could still call ourselves PC. hah hah hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hannies%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130595.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 426px; height: 319px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hannies%20bdae%20celebration/P1130595.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY HANNIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to meet Hannie over at Eastpoint around 8pm but of course some of us were late. *coughes coughes* I met hannie over at Pet Lovers' centre, stalling for time. Oh why am i always the one doing the stalling for time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everyone arrived, i brought her to Eatzi restaurant. The food was really really good! I'd kill to go there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest part of the whole thing was when the birthday song was playing out loud and hannie did not realise it at all and continued talking to nadee. The rest of us were stumped cos it was so obvious and she did not realise it until she saw a reflection of the candle lights on the windows. And there she went, "OMG. I DID NOT REALISE THIS AT ALL!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hannies%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130576.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hannies%20bdae%20celebration/P1130576.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just realised that the birthday song was playing out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hannies%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130581.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 398px; height: 529px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hannies%20bdae%20celebration/P1130581.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hannies%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130583.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 403px; height: 302px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hannies%20bdae%20celebration/P1130583.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious shit. But the birthday song was super cute! Then, there were the openings of the presents. Obviously my present is always the best. (I need to brag) That's why hannie hugged me. HA HA HA HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hannies%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130599.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 398px; height: 298px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hannies%20bdae%20celebration/P1130599.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeee. I told you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hannies%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130609.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 402px; height: 300px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hannies%20bdae%20celebration/P1130609.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hannies%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130559.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 406px; height: 304px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Hannies%20bdae%20celebration/P1130559.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last pic of the daaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a whole lot of fun! Birthdays are always fun, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s Now i am the only 17 year old when most of them are 19. Annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-124603538524493472?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/124603538524493472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=124603538524493472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/124603538524493472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/124603538524493472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/06/hannies-19th-bdae-celebration.html' title='Hannie&apos;s 19th Bdae Celebration!'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-6493610898403137754</id><published>2008-05-25T14:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T15:23:38.708+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>KL trip.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/KL%20trip/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130523.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 384px; height: 288px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/KL%20trip/P1130523.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days 3 nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This overseas trip explains the reason as to why I was absent from school on friday till monday. (16th to 19th). Of course, it sucked to miss a class, especially Understanding relationship classes because that's one of the only few modules I was really looking forward to every week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family and I took the 5 hour (i swear it felt like days) bus ride from S'pore to KL. And we got ourselves a very very shitty hotel, Garden City Hotel. The photos on their website were so misleading, I swear! I did not expect it to be those rundown kind of hotels. And when we entered the room, it was mouldy and dusty all over. Eek. And the toilet. Eek. I could not flush the toiletbowl at all and the shower was really horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about that. Thank god I brought my mac and we decided to change hotels upon checking in. So we just had to spend one lousy night at that rundown hotel and the next day we were off to Parkroyal hotel, which by the way, is what you call a fantastic hotel. The room that we got was soooooooo good! Felt utopic until we got to the bathroom. No, don't get me wrong. The bathroom is so clean that you could even sleep in it! It's just that the walls are transparent! So if you're shitting or bathing inside the bathroom, people inside the room, watching tv or lazing around in the bed could see you! hahaha! Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/KL%20trip/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130468.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 454px; height: 340px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/KL%20trip/P1130468.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was at the level 5 lift lobby. There were seats cos the lifts take like 5 minutes to arrive. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/KL%20trip/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130519.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 430px; height: 322px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/KL%20trip/P1130519.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole fam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole family went on a massive shopping spree. I think, I spent an overall amount of 200 Sing dollars, which equates to around 400 RM. I bought a whoooole lot of stuffs, ranging from caps, belts, tops, vest and uh, some accessories. It definitely was my money's worth. A vest, which can cost from 40 Sing dollars in Singapore costs 10RM in KL! And it's in tiptop condition! I did thought of buying some accessories to decorate Bobo, my macbook (Yes it does have a name thank you) but I decided not to because I had no money. Heh heh heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went from one shopping centre to another. KLCC, Bukit bintang, Sungei Wang uh and I forgot the rest. My legs were so tired from walking! And their train moves very slowly but I swear its faster than the mrt here in S'pore! From one station to another would take you around 1 minute in KL but in S'pore, you take 3 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/KL%20trip/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130548.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 477px; height: 357px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/KL%20trip/P1130548.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg i look so thin and i have dreamy eyes. At Berjaya times square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/KL%20trip/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130541.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 519px; height: 389px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/KL%20trip/P1130541.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of the twin towers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I love Parkroyal hotel because of their breakfast buffet. (I was being biased. I just love breakfast buffets) I loved it so much that on the first night, I dreamt and salivated, thinking of what food to choose from the buffet. HA! I loooove it! I feel so bloated though after eating so much. I ate cereal, nasi lemak, omelette, sausages (my favourite yum!) and even cupcakes! I don't mind waking up as early as 6 just so that I could eat the breakfast buffet. After that, (as what hafizah would say) I am a happy babi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/KL%20trip/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130489.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 247px; height: 329px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/KL%20trip/P1130489.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/KL%20trip/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130491.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 248px; height: 329px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/KL%20trip/P1130491.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREAKFAST BUFFET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not want to leave KL though. But I really needed that 4 days break. After all the stress coming from school, work and projects. I totally forgot about whatever stress I had back in Singapore and just lived the life in KL. But all good things come to an end. We had to go back home on monday and there were some problems with the bus coach we were taking in. Some customer was complaining that the bus driver or some staff stole her phone or something. But that's a whole new story altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I reached singapore, I received a total of 20 smses. CRAZY! From my work manager to my groupmates to my close friends. It was insane. And so after that I met up with my groupmates to do our tv stuff. I did not have any rest at all okay! Me so hardworking. HEH HEH HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/KL%20trip/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130534.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 351px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/KL%20trip/P1130534.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days 3 nights at KL. amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KL was awesome despite the fact that we missed the viewing of the Petronas Twin Towers, which by the way, made my mom angry. haha. The things are fricken cheap. I want to go there again, next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s of course i did get some stuffs for my friends okay! I have yet to pass the stuffs to some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s p.s I need to get down to studying soon. Next post! Hannie's birthday celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s p.s p.s June bebeh. June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-6493610898403137754?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/6493610898403137754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=6493610898403137754' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6493610898403137754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6493610898403137754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/05/kl-trip.html' title='KL trip.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-2551286946193969352</id><published>2008-05-25T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T02:00:40.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>To the girls with low self esteem.</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be blogging about the KL trip very soon now. And then there's Hannie's birthday celebration. All those in the upcoming posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetracking. Here's a song dedicated to all the girls with low self-esteem. It's Kellie Pickler's new single, Don't you know you're beautiful. One of the reasons why i love Kellie. She's still my winner of American idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go listen to the song below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="20" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://funky-flair.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/735248_xqvukxojpc_conv.flv&amp;amp;autoStart=false"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://funky-flair.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/735248_xqvukxojpc_conv.flv&amp;amp;autoStart=false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="20" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kellie pickler - Don't you know you're beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey little girl with your tangled hair, your tattered clothes,&lt;br /&gt;You're fifteen and you're about to bloom just like a rose.&lt;br /&gt;You’re wishing that you had designer jeans&lt;br /&gt;Like the ones you see in magazines.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know you’d give anything just to fit in&lt;br /&gt;But your worth ain't on a price tag, it comes from within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you know you’re beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you know you’re beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you know you’re beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;Just the way you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there little homecoming queen in that back seat.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll bet his brown eyes are promising you everything!&lt;br /&gt;And I know you want to be just like your friends,&lt;br /&gt;But he’ll still love you if you don’t give in.&lt;br /&gt;But if those girls were being honest that have been where you're at,&lt;br /&gt;I’d bet they’d tell you they wish they had their innocence back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you know you’re beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you know you’re beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you know you’re beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;Just the way you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if he left you for a girl that could be your twin&lt;br /&gt;If you were 28 again,&lt;br /&gt;Let him go, let him fly, keep your head up,&lt;br /&gt;Get on with your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you know you’re beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you know you’re beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you know you’re beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;Just the way you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s Yes to you, especially. You know who you are. Heh. The girl with the low self esteem. Trust me, you're beautiful the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-2551286946193969352?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/2551286946193969352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=2551286946193969352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/2551286946193969352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/2551286946193969352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-girls-with-low-self-esteem.html' title='To the girls with low self esteem.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-3557540814224586199</id><published>2008-05-21T23:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T19:22:12.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>KL YO!</title><content type='html'>Listen to this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="20" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://funky-flair.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/733059_tlrjvvoiaa_conv.flv&amp;amp;autoStart=false"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://funky-flair.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/733059_tlrjvvoiaa_conv.flv&amp;amp;autoStart=false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="20" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bethany Joy lenz - Feel this&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is pure genius. Gave me chills all over. I love it! It was featured on the last episode of season 5 of one tree hill. I loooove that show! Last episode was very irritating. Not one of the best finales ever but quite good. We're all wondering whom Lucas called and said, "I got two tix to las vegas. Do you want to get married now?". We all know he's so stupid that it's irritating now. I'm thinking he called Lindsey. and as for Peyton, she most prolly got a call from Mia regarding someone who knows her late mother. This is it, the end of Leyton. The next one tree hill episode airs in the next 3 months! Anf if you do not know what the shit i'm talking about above, don't bother. Only a one tree hill buff like me will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overseas trip to KL was amazing as always! I shall blog about it soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now i'm going insane. I'm handling school, projects, work, tuition and cca all at the same time. Oh god please bless me. I think i'm doing too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's only going to get worse in the coming week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe. I need to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite tired of school. I'm starting to get lazy and skip classes. But after seeing how shitty i did in my latest test, i'm gonna do much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch this space for the blogpost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have time to blog. Or rather, it's not in my priority list right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s I'm putting aside my social life. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessemac is gonna break the hearts of many ladies now because he is attached yo! To a ho from danity kane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dlisted.com/files/620188.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His new album rockzSzZzZzZz!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dlisted.com/node/26048"&gt;Source.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-3557540814224586199?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/3557540814224586199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=3557540814224586199' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/3557540814224586199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/3557540814224586199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/05/kl-yo.html' title='KL YO!'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-5483673228240891274</id><published>2008-05-10T00:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T01:16:29.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Elton john.</title><content type='html'>Hello. I really really wanna blog about my experience at the Elton John concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a few more days till i'm (sort of) free from assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i am back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elton John's concert was AMAZING. I am definitely putting it into one of the best concerts i've ever gone to. And no, i am not being biased or whatsoever. I bet that you would turn a fan overnight after watching his concert because his songs are amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love crocodile rock! But candle in the wind and Sorry seems to be the hardest words were his best performances of the night! Maybe those were the more well-known songs but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom got for me this elton john fan tee. I did not manage to snap a photo with me wearing it and don't expect me to wear it any soon although i did wear it once to school a day after the concert. HEH HEH HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, the concert totally proved me wrong about the singaporean crowd. They don't just stand and clap! Everyone, i repeat, EVERYONE were on their feet for Elton, singing his songs and dancing along. So much better than those gigs i went to before. Pure awesome-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few photos. Forgive me for the blurness. I was too excited that my hands were shaking so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Elton%20john%20concert/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130360.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 423px; height: 317px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Elton%20john%20concert/P1130360.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Elton yo. It's quite a good seat already okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Elton%20john%20concert/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130353.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Elton%20john%20concert/P1130353.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mommy and i. I went with her, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I would kill just to spend another night with my mom at another concert. And did i mention that Elton looks like a garfield? Spot the similarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving away from that topic, yes i will be gone once again. This time to KL. For 2 reasons. I need this holiday man. And this week has been a mad rush for me. I submitted all my homework by thursday, which was insane. lol. But at least i get to enjoy tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&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/26136927-5483673228240891274?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/5483673228240891274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=5483673228240891274' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/5483673228240891274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/5483673228240891274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/05/elton-john.html' title='Elton john.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-6431028577191465705</id><published>2008-05-04T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T00:27:12.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Lost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's amazing how a television show such as 'One tree hill' can be such an inspiration to me sometimes. Season 5, the current season, is actually set 5 years later after they had graduated from high school and it's getting very interesting now, looking at how much every individual character changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to be like Brooke. Having all her dreams fulfilled only 5 years after high school. That's really something to be envied about. It actually sets me thinking, "Have i actually done enough in life?" or "I wished i could go back to when i was in secondary school. Things were much easier back then." I don't think i've done a lot. If i could go back to the past, i would have done more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As quoted by Peyton, "People always leave". I hated how Lucas and her are no longer together. It sucks. In my case, there is no exception when it comes to friends. I suddenly realised how empty i feel when i thought about my previous secondary school friends. It's funny how 2 years can separate us to such an extent. Even one, who ended up in the same poly as me, looked very reluctant to even say a simple hi to me. It just made me feel so weird, thinking how i used to talk a lot with that person and now, it's hard to even say a simple hi. Is it me, who changed a lot? Or is it you? Or is it just a phase all of us have to go through that "People always leave?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm happy to have at least kept in contact with one of my secondary school friend from my class. And she's Hafizah. Although i only got to know her personally for one year, we are now the closest friends ever. Of course, there are times when she acts like an idiot but no one's perfect. Even i do make mistakes myself. I'm actually quite happy to still have her. I tried imagining my life right now without her. I'd feel very very empty inside. It gives me this feeling like, "I did not do much in secondary school to create an impression." or "I did too much in secondary school that i left a lot of bad impression on a lot of people." And its because of her, i don't regret so much for not having a lot of close friends in secondary school. Without a doubt, she made my graduating year of secondary school the best year ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So friends to strangers. But at least i still have these few people to really really make my day. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If i missed out a few, don't blame me. These few deserve more recognition. =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Haagen%20daz%20chalet/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120958.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 462px; height: 345px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Haagen%20daz%20chalet/P1120958.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kristel and aqilah. They make work an event to look forward to. Both of them are really crazy crazy bitches but i love them so much. I haven't been meeting aqilah that much now. kristel too. I miss all the crazy stuffs we can do. And i miss hanging out with them. They are now close friends of mine cos i do talk to them about certain topics i would not really talk to my usual friends. I'm happy i worked at that shitty place cos i found them. HEH HEH HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120522.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 420px; height: 314px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/P1120522.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My year 1 classmates. I would never ever give up any of my year 1 experience with a different set of classmates. They make my whole year 1 so enjoyable. Now that i'm in a different class from most of them, it just made me appreciate them more. (As long as you're in my year 1 class, this applies to you. Unless you happen to be a twit.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120645.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 391px; height: 292px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/P1120645.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My pretty children. Exc farhan. HAHA. I grew up with them throughout my teenage years. From sec school to poly. Its all just so amazing. And i foresee my future with them, hannie, nad and amira. As much as nad hates the dreaded karaoke incident, she should be proud to know that all of us grew even closer from that and it just made us appreciate each other so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Ban%20the%20brothers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130338.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 456px; height: 342px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Ban%20the%20brothers/P1130338.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course, then comes the guys. I never really had the luck to have my own set of guyfriends. (Just look at my sec school guy friends.) It's funny how fate brought all of us together from one incident. And we're such good pals now, talking about a lot of crazy stuffs from sex to whatnot. They just really make me appreciate life more. And i would never ever want to trade them for a different set of guy friends ever. hah. Every single one of em is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Ban%20the%20brothers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130315.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 477px; height: 356px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Ban%20the%20brothers/P1130315.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course. I don't forget about the best friend. My source of motivation for almost everything comes from him. I don't really know how my life would be like without him there. I don't think he has the slightest thinking that i regard him of such high importance. He's one of the most important people in my life. And i would never ever want to lose a friend like him. Its amazing that we were introduced by a common friend and now we realised we have so much things in common. I think its fate. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2005%20and%202006/Silver%20wonders%20at%20NP/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1020138.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 488px; height: 365px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2005%20and%202006/Silver%20wonders%20at%20NP/P1020138.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The one that motivated me to blog about all of this. Hafizah. This was taken back (2006) when she was not so boring at all. I swear she looked so much hotter back then than now. Both of us had only each other due to our 'popularity' in class. Not everyone in our secondary class were a fan of us and that pretty much led to us. You don't know how scary she looked like back in sec 4. So gangster. Of course, i do take her for granted at times but we would always work it out. I love her for who she is and she's one of my closest friends now. I'm happy to have her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Farhan%20madden%2020th%20birthday%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1110042.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 510px; height: 383px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Farhan%20madden%2020th%20birthday%20celebration/P1110042.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And of course, the whole lot. They make birthday celebrations so fun. Despite me always stepping on their toes whenever they cannot make it for any birthday celebration, i think you guys should know that i don't mean what i say and that i only want the best for every one of you. It seems that after every birthday celebration, all of us grow even more closer to each other. And of course, without the help of the king, both cliques would not even meet at all. So let me hear your appreciation for me. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love my friends. And even though i may not have a lot of friends, having these few people is enough. I don't need a lot. I just need a few who's able to appreciate me. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg what an emotional post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and poke me on facebook. thank you)&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/26136927-6431028577191465705?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/6431028577191465705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=6431028577191465705' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6431028577191465705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6431028577191465705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/05/lost.html' title='Lost.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-3753428350013404311</id><published>2008-05-03T19:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T23:33:47.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>It's Kylie vs. Madonna beetch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So is it Kylie or Madonna for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5 tracks that stand out from Kylie Minogue's latest album, X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 345px; height: 345px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/18/Kyliex.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. Like a drug. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4N3CcCaYljI"&gt;(Click)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caution: Highly addictive. Very. Really.&lt;br /&gt;2. Speakerphone. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nPS5MpMFOgc"&gt;(Click)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is possibly her glamourous song up to date.&lt;br /&gt;3. The one. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b0uh_EbvYaY"&gt;(Click)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just pure genius. Love me, love me, love me.&lt;br /&gt;4. Wow. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MmYGVcWSGlU"&gt;(Click)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is irritatingly catchy. You're wow, Wow, WoW WOOOOW!&lt;br /&gt;5. In my arms. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RE8EAqneUbM"&gt;(Click)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sounds a little bit cheena here. Hated the version with Jolin SAI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s Kylie's going all wrong with this album. Like a drug was a better choice than 2 hearts. Oh wells. I still liked her Body Language album more. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 tracks that stand out from Madonna's latest album, Hard Candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 336px; height: 336px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/22/HardCandyAlbumCover.PNG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. 4 minutes. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nfUjfioAnKY"&gt;(Click)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timbaland is irritating. Watcha gonn say, madonna uh?&lt;br /&gt;2. She's not me. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lEW0kR-PsSY"&gt;(Click)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibly the best track in her album so far. You're not madonna. She can do things better than you.&lt;br /&gt;3. Miles away. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZOg4-zUzVNk"&gt;(Click)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might have realised i am not diggin much on her RnB material huh?&lt;br /&gt;4. Devil wouldn't recognize you. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3k4uHA17VUs"&gt;(Click)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i saw this track, i thought of Kylie's 'Better the devil you know', which was major. Is she trying to say something about Kylie here? hmm.&lt;br /&gt;5. Give it to me. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jekVqOdvisI"&gt;(Click)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. This is quite catchy. Get stupid. Get stupid. Don't stop it. I like this song cos Timbaland's demo got rejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s I still liked confessions on a dancefloor album better. =/ But this album is gonna disappoint most of her fans although the songs are all fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So who had a better album?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Of course, Kylie minogue FTW hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&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/26136927-3753428350013404311?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/3753428350013404311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=3753428350013404311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/3753428350013404311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/3753428350013404311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-kylie-vs-madonna-beetch.html' title='It&apos;s Kylie vs. Madonna beetch!'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-8748819942577336251</id><published>2008-05-02T12:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T13:04:58.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Annoyed.</title><content type='html'>I'm really annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its not about school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i love kate voegele's latest music video called "Only fooling myself". It's awesome. Video of the moment ftw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mSx_ihYzpnc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mSx_ihYzpnc&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Kate voegele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She's damn gorgeous in the video. Its like one of the best music videos i've ever seen. haha go view it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-8748819942577336251?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/8748819942577336251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=8748819942577336251' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8748819942577336251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8748819942577336251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/05/annoyed.html' title='Annoyed.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-1499681689522812137</id><published>2008-05-01T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T00:10:05.480+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Tired of school.</title><content type='html'>Hello you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I removed the tagboard because i felt it was useless. At the end of the day, i won't be able to save my messages because eventually, it will get pushed back and further back until it gets deleted. So uh, comment! I love you thats why i want to see your comment on my site like forever! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School sucks. Really. I'm so tired from school. Tired of the same routine of waking up at 645am. Sometimes, i feel like not going to school and just taking mc. But then, i got too lazy to queue up for mc at the polyclinic, so might as well go to school. bahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many assignments. More to come in the following weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's all die together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s I think i look like a zombie. No angry pissed off zombie when i come to school early in the morning. bahhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-1499681689522812137?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/1499681689522812137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=1499681689522812137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/1499681689522812137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/1499681689522812137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/05/tired-of-school.html' title='Tired of school.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-8094833869500475638</id><published>2008-04-26T10:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T10:16:45.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>Heyyy everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy its saturday already because i am so tired of school and so tired of going through the normal routines everyday. And the workload is starting to pile up and here i am, not even doing a single thing. I will start tomorrow though. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was fantastic. Well, i did some shopping alone. I bought this vintage looking sleeveless pullover. (My classmates say i was trying to imitate the style of one of our previous lecturers, which i have never thought of) Like what aini said, "I guess creative people think alike".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since i thought madonna's album would hit the stores of hmv yesterday, i dropped by hmv to check the stuffs out. And well, i kinda pre-ordered her album so if it gets sold out on the first day, i still have my album. And and and, i reserved a vinyl record of usher's latest single, Love in this club (talk about collecting) and also madonna's 4 minutes single. I'm so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i headed to the tuition place with hafizah and i taught chemistry and e maths. Chemistry teaching sucked like hell but i'll get to it somehow. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhan's performance later. All the best man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s sorry to those whom got pissed off by me last night. haha! bad case of pissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-8094833869500475638?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/8094833869500475638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=8094833869500475638' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8094833869500475638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8094833869500475638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/04/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-6076560579515068312</id><published>2008-04-24T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T00:37:40.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm the one.</title><content type='html'>My favourite song off Kylie's latest album, X, The one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pEWb3iGZ-cM&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pEWb3iGZ-cM&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starlight shimmers everywhere&lt;br /&gt;There’s a certain something in the air&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel what I feel in me?&lt;br /&gt;It’s in the air, electricity oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glimmering under neon lights&lt;br /&gt;I can see the look, that’s in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Like a shooting star in a galaxy&lt;br /&gt;Making it’s way to the heart of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one&lt;br /&gt;Love me, love me, love me, love me&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one&lt;br /&gt;Love me, love me, love me, love me&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one&lt;br /&gt;Love me, love me, love me, love me&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one&lt;br /&gt;Love me, love me, love me, love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pulse is racing and I’m feeling high&lt;br /&gt;Never-ending starts tonight&lt;br /&gt;When you do what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Come on and let yourself feel the need in me, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circling and we’re getting close&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine, just suppose&lt;br /&gt;It’s a feeling that I need to know&lt;br /&gt;Close to touch like Michelangelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one&lt;br /&gt;Love me, love me, love me, love me&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one&lt;br /&gt;Love me, love me, love me, love me&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one&lt;br /&gt;Love me, love me, love me, love me&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one&lt;br /&gt;Love me, love me, love me, love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;I’m connecting with you&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel me?&lt;br /&gt;I’ll do anything to have you near me&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering will you reach me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;I’m connecting with you&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel me?&lt;br /&gt;I’ll do anything to have you near me&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering will you reach me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one&lt;br /&gt;Love me, love me, love me, love me&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one&lt;br /&gt;Love me, love me, love me, love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;I’m connecting with you&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel me?&lt;br /&gt;I’ll do anything to have you near me&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering will you reach me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one&lt;br /&gt;Love me, love me, love me, love me&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one&lt;br /&gt;Love me, love me, love me, love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;I’m connecting with you&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel me?&lt;br /&gt;I’ll do anything to have you near me&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering will you reach me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is stucked in my head for ages now. I wish Kylie would release it as a single. Its not like as if i'm in love right? It's tough being Kylie. Back in 2005, she had it all. Number 1 record in 19 countries and then she was hit with cancer. Her new album sales does not seem to be able to bring back that magic. Doesn't matter cos i love her album like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got her album like at the start of the year and i still have yet to write a review for it. Okay soon soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love kylie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-6076560579515068312?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/6076560579515068312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=6076560579515068312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6076560579515068312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6076560579515068312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-one.html' title='I&apos;m the one.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-4465550978780211948</id><published>2008-04-22T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T21:53:21.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Alice in wonderland.</title><content type='html'>Audrey, Aini as well as geneng tagged me this survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At what age do you wish to marry?&lt;br /&gt;After 29 years old. But not after 37 yrs old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you want the most now?&lt;br /&gt;To be able to find the fuckin advertisements i need for class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;Myself. Unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you can have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;I'd wish for three more 'dream come true' and then wish for my parents burden to be lessened, money and more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;No i don't believe. But i saw one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What are you most afraid to lose now?&lt;br /&gt;My friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you believe in eternal love?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;I would. Just not so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;Audrey: Pretty, Big-hearted and materialistic ( i think its good to be materialistic. afterall, i am too)&lt;br /&gt;Aini: Pretty, Confidante and dependable.&lt;br /&gt;Geneng: Trustworthy, humorous and a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 3 are great friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What are the requirements you wish from your other half?&lt;br /&gt;- Must be able to cook.&lt;br /&gt;- Be my bestfriend, my girlfriend, my lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf. so mushy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What type of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;People like my work supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;Like duh-uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, money. Parents blessings too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you find it a need for you to have a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;I like the idea of being in love. But i don't know. Convince me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. At this point in time, would you rather stay in your comfort zone or try something new?&lt;br /&gt;Something new i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What kind of friend do you hope to be in your friends' eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Bad ass when he wants to be. But kind at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Describe the person who tagged you in 5 words.&lt;br /&gt;Audrey: One of my best girls.&lt;br /&gt;Aini: One of my best girls.&lt;br /&gt;Geneng: He's not an ah beng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Your favourite color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 8 people tagged are:&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remove 1 question from above, and add in your personal question, making it a total of 20 questions. Then, tag 8 people in your list. Notify them in their chatbox that he/she has been tagged. Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all. Apparently. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So im over and done with that survey. I'm sorry i was away for 1 whole week. lol. You see, school just started and i'm still adapting back to school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hows school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 4 out of 5 days, i start school early in the morning. It really gets tiring and i knocked out on the first week cos i can't handle that. And considering the fact that i live all the way at tampines and my school is like nowhere near, you can't really blame me for being too tired to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new classmates are fun. Well yeah. School has been great lately. Feels like freshman year all over again. I'm excited for a few modules though. I think i got back my inner designing rhythm. I'm gonna start designing more stuffs soon. I'm really afraid of some writing modules cos i don't think i'm good at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm lazy to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-4465550978780211948?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/4465550978780211948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=4465550978780211948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4465550978780211948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4465550978780211948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/04/alice-in-wonderland.html' title='Alice in wonderland.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-4345696009222830308</id><published>2008-04-14T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T00:38:11.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>The massive change.</title><content type='html'>Today was fantastic. I finally did something to my hair. And it looks great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rebonded my hair. Well, soft rebonding to be exact. A lot of people had their negative opinions about me doing it. But heck, i did it anyway and i love it. I met krissy early in the morning for our hair appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristel poked fun at me while my hair was still in the rebonding process. At least my hair did not look like there was packets of maggi hanging on my hair. HAHA! But i love her hair too. I just love mine more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130280.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 489px; height: 366px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/P1130280.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristel baby is my plus one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, i had to rush all the way to tampines for my tuition. Crazy hafizah told me last minute so hence, the rush. And after the tuition, i met diyana for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1130284.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 482px; height: 361px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/P1130284.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats with diyana. I met her for a short while after my tuition. "I know you miss me more than i miss you" HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So the common thing with both photos? I stole their thunder. I really love my new look now! Whee whee wheee! And the thing about my hair is that i didn't highlight it or whatsoever but it has brown strands, which makes my hair even cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. Start of new semester tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta hit the bed yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so exhausted from being so fabulous the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later!&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/26136927-4345696009222830308?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/4345696009222830308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=4345696009222830308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4345696009222830308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4345696009222830308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/04/massive-change.html' title='The massive change.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/th_P1130280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-2902960681307222086</id><published>2008-04-08T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T23:41:22.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victoria Beckham'/><title type='text'>Sorry for not updating.</title><content type='html'>I get really lazy to update. Especially with so many things on my mind right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go watch this video below. Who says victoria doesn't smile? And fuck you haters cos she's so sweet in this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jWSbVm2X3Bk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jWSbVm2X3Bk&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the old victoria. But i love the new her much more. MAJOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-2902960681307222086?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/2902960681307222086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=2902960681307222086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/2902960681307222086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/2902960681307222086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/04/sorry-for-not-updating.html' title='Sorry for not updating.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-7467382380811366906</id><published>2008-04-01T23:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T01:49:05.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Don't hate me cos you ain't me.</title><content type='html'>Kristel is the best. We all know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She accompanied me to school on monday afterwhich, we headed to town before meeting aqilah and sending her off to work down at Hilton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqilah is crazy about work. She's like working from 6 to 2am from mon to wed? I think she'll die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had soo much fun with both kristel and aqilah last monday. With our usual bitch talks and acting all diva. Then we took a bus from town all the way to tampines. Of course we did take photos along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over at tamp, we just went to put our work schedule for next week and it was nice poking fun at this particular beetch. She so stupid sia! Don't understand what i say to her. But it was soo tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when is ice cream made of flour? LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh whatever. Photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02484.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 158px; height: 117px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/DSC02484.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02489.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 158px; height: 117px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/DSC02489.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02491.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 158px; height: 117px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/DSC02491.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02493.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 158px; height: 117px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/DSC02493.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02495.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 158px; height: 117px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/DSC02495.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02496.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 158px; height: 117px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/DSC02496.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02497.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 158px; height: 117px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/DSC02497.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02502.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 158px; height: 117px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/DSC02502.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02503.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 158px; height: 117px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/DSC02503.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02504.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 158px; height: 117px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/DSC02504.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02505.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 158px; height: 117px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/DSC02505.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02523.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 158px; height: 117px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/DSC02523.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02524.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 158px; height: 117px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/DSC02524.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02526.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 158px; height: 117px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/DSC02526.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02528.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 158px; height: 117px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/DSC02528.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love kristel. =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And i'm Mr tranny. She's little miss diva. I think aqilah should have her own instead of little miss diva as well. Maybe little miss boobies or something. hha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&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/26136927-7467382380811366906?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/7467382380811366906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=7467382380811366906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/7467382380811366906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/7467382380811366906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/04/dont-hate-me-cos-you-aint-me.html' title='Don&apos;t hate me cos you ain&apos;t me.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-3155224744562112994</id><published>2008-04-01T15:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T15:59:27.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pure crap'/><title type='text'>GAJI BELOM MASUK SIAAAA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bloody hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back home after a visit to the nearest ATM machine to check my pay. As usual, there was the anxious feeling to find out how much money you have in your bank now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STILL THE SAME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? 1st april still got no pay? We all go on strike lor! Aqilah suggested we lie down on the floor. Stupid. No need go work ah! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they actually meant all of this as an april's fool joke. But unsurprisingly, it's not even funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAY ME NOW YOU BEETCHES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(and no, this is not an april's fool joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.s I sound like a spoilt brat. Well, who wouldn't act like one if you didn't receive your pay which was supposed to be in by 30th? or 31st for that matter.&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/26136927-3155224744562112994?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/3155224744562112994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=3155224744562112994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/3155224744562112994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/3155224744562112994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/04/gaji-belom-masuk-siaaaa.html' title='GAJI BELOM MASUK SIAAAA!'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-5940269172143613189</id><published>2008-04-01T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T00:54:34.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Miracles do happen.</title><content type='html'>Last friday was probably one of the most insane-nest nights i ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we all know (at least for np students) that it was the day we go for our module enrolment. Apparently, little miss diva here forgot all about it. I don't know how but yeah, i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember how i would remind myself that friday was a very very important day. For both wednesday and thursday nights, i would remind myself about the module enrolment before i go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came friday. And i was working full shift so i forgot all about module enrolment. It all came hitting down hard on me when i was back home and then i got reminded of it! By then it was already 12am and i went all panicky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to only pick one module though. But hey, thats good enough cos at least i got to pick! But there were no other modules for me to choose from for the other duration. I went from a calm state to a panicky self and i started calling my friends, asking for help. I almost broke down into tears. And there was nothing that i could do but to blame myself for being so forgetful. My friends (they know who they are) tried consoling me but i still felt so shitty. So i decided to go to the school on monday (today) to settle everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to today. I went to the school with kristel darling. She's so sweet because she was able to accompany me. I managed to get to the office and have a talk with the receptionists. The chinese one was being so idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No. If there's no module. means its all taken up. Even if you appeal theres nothing we can do for you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the malay one was so nice. She thought of ways to reassure me. She told me that i would be given a random module cos i have to complete two of those sickening modules. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least that gave me a slight feeling of reassurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i reached home and checked my timetable and i am so happy with the random module that i've gotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got the love elective!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me so proud of myself even though i did not even do anything. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miracles happen. i'm just lucky to get some module i actually wanted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-5940269172143613189?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/5940269172143613189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=5940269172143613189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/5940269172143613189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/5940269172143613189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/04/miracles-do-happen.html' title='Miracles do happen.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-4830511061581402740</id><published>2008-03-27T23:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T08:10:11.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Michelle branch's baaack! + Jmac</title><content type='html'>I don't know if you have heard or forgotten already but we're gonna have brand new material from both Michelle Branch and also Jesse Mccartney. I can't wait to land my hands on their albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=l_11.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 521px; height: 352px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/l_11.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle branch is over and done with 'The wreckers'. Some of you might wanna get all relieved and go "Thank god its over". But who knows in the future, we might get new material from the wreckers. They're just taking a break. Pardon me, but i love The wreckers. I just love Michelle branch more. So i've been quite active in the official site, playing old music videos and saving the lovely wallpapers. Everything over there looks just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we have the original version of 'Lay me down' before it got produced into a country track for The Wreckers. It's been five years since this track was produced! Omg! Although i love both versions, i prefer this version because Michelle sounds so amazing in it. It just reminded me of how much i used to like her. Listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="20" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://funky-flair.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/684397_gqocwgfkak_conv.flv&amp;amp;autoStart=false"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://funky-flair.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/684397_gqocwgfkak_conv.flv&amp;amp;autoStart=false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="20" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay me down (original) - Michelle branch&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her new album will be out by Summer 08. I'm guessing somewhere ard May to August. I can't wait! I hope she tours in Singapore this time round. Oh please oh please. I'll buy like front row tickets. haha! And did you know that you could make a blog over at the &lt;a href="http://michellebranch.com"&gt;official site&lt;/a&gt;? Cool shit! &lt;a href="http://michellebranch.com"&gt;Official site.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n19669729688_605440_3309.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 445px; height: 296px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/n19669729688_605440_3309.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have Jesse Mccartney. You can start with your "Omg!" and "So gay!" now cos i pretty much don't care. I would have never thought that one day i would end up liking his music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His latest song called "Leavin' " is stucked in my head indefinitely. (Like forever and ever) I even have most of the remixes and they sound so good! The music video itself is fantastic! A lot of girls ain't liking it cos they're jealous. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is one of my favourite remixes out of the whole lot. It just makes me love reggae and its sooo good! Go listen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="20" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://funky-flair.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/684398_zcibygowhd_conv.flv&amp;amp;autoStart=false"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://funky-flair.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/684398_zcibygowhd_conv.flv&amp;amp;autoStart=false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="20" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leavin' (reggaeton remix)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you wanna hear a few clips from his new album, you can head down to &lt;a href="http://popjustice.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=2299&amp;amp;Itemid=9"&gt;POPjustice!.&lt;/a&gt; 'How do you sleep' is my favourite as of right now. This is pure pop/dance at its very best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album is coming out may 20th! *screams like a girl* I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna stop hyperventilating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS IS MY 500TH POST! LIKE OMGGG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s I got a 13 hour (to be precise, 13 and a half hour) work shift today. Fuck it. I'm gonna drop dead when i go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-4830511061581402740?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/4830511061581402740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=4830511061581402740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4830511061581402740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4830511061581402740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/03/michelle-branchs-baaack-jmac.html' title='Michelle branch&apos;s baaack! + Jmac'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/th_l_11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-8388617244598867789</id><published>2008-03-25T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T01:27:27.982+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>My woes.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Momma said the washing machine broke down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, out of stupidity, i dumped all my dirty clothes inside the washing machine. And i wanted it to smell extra nice so i added EXTRA DETERGENT than usual. Then i headed back to my bed and started to snooze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG MISTAKE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After only 3 minutes of rinsing, my washing machine started making stupid noises. I didn't panic of course. I thought it was nothing cos thats what all washing machine do; make stupid noises. All of a sudden, there was a loud BANG! Followed by a BOOM! I swear i panicked like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole washing machine showed "E E E E E E E E E E E E E E E". I thought the washing machine found my clothes disgusting so it went EEW-ING all over. But it was just the error message. I looked inside my washing machine and there was soap all over and bubbles and the bubbles just popped up to my face. And my clothes were covered in detergent, really really slimy. Icky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then pooor me had to bring everything to the toilet and be little miss cinderella for the day. It was so tiring, i swear! Squatting on the floor, scrubbing the dirt off the clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh nevermind. Why am i even disposing my woes in my blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-8388617244598867789?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/8388617244598867789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=8388617244598867789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8388617244598867789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8388617244598867789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-woes.html' title='My woes.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-5794887850429165186</id><published>2008-03-23T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T12:21:07.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Out with Siti.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Outing%20with%20Siti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siti-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 327px; height: 279px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Outing%20with%20Siti/siti-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siti is one of my awesome-mest friends. *grins widely*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2 years passed by so bloody fast. I hung out with Siti a few days back and it just struck me that i have not been seeing siti for 2 years already! The last time i met her was in 2006, during a christmas concert so to see her right now, it's like amazing how time passes by so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as we have not been meeting up with each other, we still do contact each other once in a while. I talk to her about my problems or just about anything else. Because she understands and because she is my twin. It's quite funny on how we really think alike about a lot of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we decided to go out for a pitza and just chill. I was quite late because i went to help Kristel with the chalet stuffs early in the morning. (Will blog about this later) I met siti and in the end we went to mcdonnies first because siti was starving. 2 years is enough to change someone's appearance! Siti looked daaaamn skinny now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really love talking to Siti. She would talk to me about her own relationship problems and i would also do the same (although i don't have much problems regarding err. haah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked all over from one huge shopping centre to another before deciding to chill at starbucks and afterwhich, we headed to tanglin to snap photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanglin was amazing! I was really amazed by the view down there. It really felt like as if i'm in another country. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Outing%20with%20Siti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siti.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 464px; height: 309px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Outing%20with%20Siti/siti.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would never have expected to find this in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Outing%20with%20Siti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siti4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 464px; height: 309px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Outing%20with%20Siti/siti4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And siti says, "Omg its been sucha long time since i last took a photo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Outing%20with%20Siti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siti5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 355px; height: 533px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Outing%20with%20Siti/siti5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked the security guard if he could snap a photo of us here. He was sooo happy he agreed. Possibly he was bored. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We passed by tanglin mall and both of us got fascinated by this high-end shop called 'Fat face'. I am definitely gonna go shopping down there one day despite the fricken unreasonable prices. The stuffs there are really so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, i had a fantastic time with my dear twin, Siti. heehee! And i can't believe we didn't talk during the first ever time we met and now we're such good pals. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Outing%20with%20Siti/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siti3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 379px; height: 283px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Outing%20with%20Siti/siti3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.s to Siti: You're doing very very well right now. And all the best for your a levels thats coming real soon! You don't have anything to worry about. And please gain some weight? Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog about that chalet after this. hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/26136927-5794887850429165186?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/5794887850429165186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=5794887850429165186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/5794887850429165186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/5794887850429165186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/03/out-with-siti.html' title='Out with Siti.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-520355543398305327</id><published>2008-03-22T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T16:11:00.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dissing'/><title type='text'>Motherfucker.</title><content type='html'>Hello friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate to be ignored, especially much after when i keep on clicking on you on msn and you just reply me and say you're busy. Like everyday? Yeah recently, i've just stopped doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can goooo and continue being busy with that some other friend of yours cos i don't think i matter that much anymore. You can pray that she might like you but we all know she doesn't okay. And treating her as some kind of your ultimate friend is stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of you saying your friends are motherfuckers cos they ignore you and they don't treasure you at all. Well, if you label people like that, you're a motherfucker. Here i am, who treasures you so much and you ignore. I think its worse than a motherfucker. Contradicting a*hole. Plus, you say you don't give presents to people who don't give any to you on your birthday. I don't recall receiving anything from you on my birthday whereas on your birthday, i did give you something. I don't receive anything but i don't whine like you, calling people motherfuckers or whatnot. Don't make such statements when you yourself don't fulfill them at all in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So motherfucker, when you realise how motherfucker-ish you have been, you can start to click on me again on msn cos i seriously can't be bothered with a motherfucker like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s sorry for the foul language in this post. Eek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-520355543398305327?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/520355543398305327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=520355543398305327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/520355543398305327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/520355543398305327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/03/motherfucker.html' title='Motherfucker.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-1974843163087864509</id><published>2008-03-20T00:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T01:04:04.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Step up 2.</title><content type='html'>Recently, i caught &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step up 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with a few of my other colleagues! (Fantastic movie can?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=stepup2_galleryposter.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/stepup2_galleryposter.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started off with Aqilah kitkat and myself heading to the isetan (very) crazy sale. The discounts were mad crazy ranging from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;80% to 50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Both of us were so broke but we still went shopping! I met her like early in the morning cos we're meeting the rest for the movie late afternoon. Oh why oh why do all the sales come in when i am broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqilah was sooo irritating. She told me that she didn't wanna go for the sale cos she was broke and she almost bailed out on me. How annoying. But we still went anyway and guess what?! Aqilah bought this knit sweater from armani exchange &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(worth 400$) for only 40$!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Now that was sooooo worth it! I, on the other hand, bought two quiksilver shirts discounted at 30% each. It was still worth it, in the end. You know, those are my first few quiksilver shirts and i think they look damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=isetanouting.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/isetanouting.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole this from Aqilah kitkat because i am lazy to edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually finished shopping quite early and went to eat over at cuppage (a coffeshop, you ignorant fools) since the rest are only coming at 4-ish. Aqilah wanted to eat something filling yet cheap so there ya go! And its located in the middle of orchard. haha. Its like my secret hideout place from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop! Plaza singapura! We slacked over at mcdonnies whille waiting for the rest(Rafeah, Sufian, Hakim, patrick) to arrive. Just like old times, both aqilah and i predicted who will be wearing what. Just for the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know im basically leeching off their money cos im broke. HA HA HA! Cos we kinda played the passing game on who's paying for pop corns and stuff. The trick is, to keep pushing. Thats what i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04733.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 342px; height: 255px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/DSC04733.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Sufian. I want to kill you. The photos are so unclear can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04730.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 339px; height: 251px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/DSC04730.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want to kill you. Patrick looks (fillintheblank).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And unlike Sufian, i really thought Step up 2 was a very fantastic movie! You don't know how uncomfortable i was, seated in my chair for 999 minutes. Throughout the whole movie, all i wanted to do was DANCE LIKE THERE'S NO TOMORROW. I think aqilah was quite enjoying the movie cos there were loads of washboard abs for her to eye on. Everytime this particular cute guy appears on the scene, she would whisper to me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Omg the cute guy the cute guy!"&lt;/span&gt;. I played along with her and just said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"YEAH OMFG SO CUTE."&lt;/span&gt; haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i have to add this into the blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked aqilah (after the kissing scene), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Say you were in the movie theater watching a movie with your boyfriend. Suddenly there comes a kissing scene. What will you do?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She answered,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "Oh. Just watch the scene lor."&lt;/span&gt; Omg. What an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole movie, aqilah kitkat had to go whereas the rest of us headed to burger king for dinner before heading to esplanade to camwhore. We were talking about how patrick can form his own crew cos he was wearing his hoodie, which made him look daaamn cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some of the photos at esplanade. Sufian is soooo reluctant to send me the photos. I'm gonna kill him during the chalet later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04767.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/DSC04767.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04768.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/DSC04768.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04762.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/DSC04762.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04764.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/DSC04764.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying our very best to fit in everyone into the shot. Apparently, we failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the whole day was awesome. And now i have to survive with 24 dollars till the end of the month. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s Kristel bebeh! I can't wait to see you! And you too aqilah! And you too Siti! Tomorrows gonna be so fun i swear! Afternoons with Siti plus chalet with the colleagues! What could be better eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-1974843163087864509?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/1974843163087864509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=1974843163087864509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/1974843163087864509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/1974843163087864509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/03/step-up-2.html' title='Step up 2.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/th_stepup2_galleryposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-6044841622485863281</id><published>2008-03-18T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T22:49:35.555+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>New classmates.</title><content type='html'>I went online earlier today and i saw Jarrel's nickname on msn that reads, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TIMETABLE'S OUT ALR!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what else? I immediately checked my timetable and quickly asked those people whom i know online regarding their classes and whether they were in the same class as me. It's true when people say that it is scarier than checking your results cos it is! You never know that you might get the shitty people. So i was on the phone with audrey and here was somewhat our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey: OMG! AMIRUL! I CHECKED MY TIMETABLE ALREADY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amirul: Okay okay. What class are you in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey: What's your class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amirul: No you tell me yours first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey: Okaylaa. It's 201. What's yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amirul: OMG SAME!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey: ARE YOU SERIOUS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh. Looks like i'll be stuck with audrey bebeh for another whooooole year. Fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAJOR UPDATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AINI IS IN MY CLASS TOO! OMG I AM SO HAPPY NOW CAN? HURRAY! HURRAY! I'm so happy right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i am quite excited about my class. Can't wait for school to start! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-6044841622485863281?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/6044841622485863281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=6044841622485863281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6044841622485863281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/6044841622485863281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-classmates.html' title='New classmates.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-3291510217055651395</id><published>2008-03-18T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:51:30.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Just for you audrey bebeh!</title><content type='html'>A very very good friend of mine, Audrey, has set up a brand new shopping blog. I'd appreciate if you at least visit it and spread the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing audrey for almost one year, we all know how Audrey is like. She shops and buys a lot of random clothes that she does not really need. And guess what? Most of the stuffs she buys are very very high-end stuffs. Talk about expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VISIT HER SHOP BLOG&lt;/span&gt;. Some brands she might be selling include, Dorothy perkins, topshop, Zara, Juicy couture and more. Who knows? If you're lucky, she might be selling a LOUIS VUITTON BAG for only 100 dollars. Like omg? You never know what post might come up cos its Audrey. So yeah, do her a favour by getting at least one of her clothes (I guarantee you that 3/4 of the clothes come with the tags. And most of them are not even worn yet! HA HA HA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://clothescouture.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 505px; height: 244px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/exclusive2-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://clothescouture.blogspot.com/"&gt;CLICK HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.s &lt;a href="http://clothescouture.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click click click&lt;/a&gt;! I'd love my vogue magazine thank you very much. =D&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/26136927-3291510217055651395?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/3291510217055651395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=3291510217055651395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/3291510217055651395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/3291510217055651395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-for-you-audrey-bebeh.html' title='Just for you audrey bebeh!'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/th_exclusive2-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-8309115513213673316</id><published>2008-03-17T00:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T01:31:05.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Hafizah's bdae party.</title><content type='html'>Hafizah is soooo excited about her upcoming birthday party. And its not next week! Its not even next month neither it is the next two months. It's in AUGUST for godssake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from it being in a hotel's (interconti or roxy or orchid country club) function room, I am quite excited about it because i am the emcee. Yay hurray. Of course, being the emcee has earned me some privilleges like me getting to choose the meanest of all meanest dares presented to fizah babatz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She may not be madonna or britney spears but hell, i'd pay to go to her birthday bash. So yeah, for any of you who are invited. The theme is "art of disguise". Like whaaaaat the hell is that? Yeah, it simply means, you can dress up as any character you want but yourself. At least, the theme is not "mix n match" or "The heart of asia" (*coughespromcoughes*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my point, I've thought of a few characters that i'd love to dress up as on fizah's birthday bash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A gay faerie.&lt;br /&gt;I know gay faerie sounds kinda cute and I really think gay faerie is gonna be interesting. But then again, i don't know how to dress up as a faerie. Ideas anyone? Maybe wear a tutu? Yeah right. You'd think i wear that? Maybe in your dreams. But really? tutu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A really mean-looking wicked Dracula.&lt;br /&gt;With huge fangs and a huuuge coat pretty please! Then i'd put loads of white powder and makeup and i'd wear a thick red lipstick to make myself look convincing. But then again, i think i'd end up looking like a friendly dracula instead of a scary one. *wicked laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Dark angel.&lt;br /&gt;HAFIZAH SAY CANNOT. BECAUSE HER BOYFRIEND IS DRESSING UP AS AN ANGEL. SO IRRITATING. AND NO ONE ELSE CAN DRESS UP AS AN ANGEL. It'll be funny if everyone turns up to her birthday bash dressing up as an angel. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A wizard with a very loooooooong magic stick.&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted to be a wizard and pretend i have magical powers. Not like harry potter-ish kind of wizard. But then, i think this one might be boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i still have like 5 months or so to think about all of this? I'm not gonna bother so much about all of this yet. Hafizah suggested i dress up as a cow. I think i'd end up looking too cute (coughes) that people won't bother about me being an emcee. Okay, i was being serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single night that i come online, hafizah will ask me at least one issue related to her birthday bash. On one day it could be about the food. Another day it could be about the balloons. And today it was about the confettis or balloons dropping from the ceiling above. I think she's far too excited about it. Tell you what. Let's just celebrate it next week since you are so eager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i don't win any lucky draw prize on your birthday (i never won any before), i will hate you. Okay i was just kidding. But seriously, the prizes are so tempting that if you don't win, you'll feel so loser-ish. I want to win an ipod touch please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, im getting excited myself. I'm gonna look forward to any hot chicks dressing up as bunnies. ooooooh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-8309115513213673316?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/8309115513213673316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=8309115513213673316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8309115513213673316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8309115513213673316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/03/hafizahs-bdae-party.html' title='Hafizah&apos;s bdae party.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-4906634989379509428</id><published>2008-03-15T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T00:19:39.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Updates.</title><content type='html'>Hello you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite pleased with the results that i have gotten. It was like 10 times better than the shit i got from my first semester. I woke up smiling and grinning to myself and then went to sleep again. I swear i'm gonna work doubly hard come next semester although i need to do a lot of time management because i will have to handle a lot of things apart from school. (Hafizah's tuition thingy and Work at haagen shit daz. Oh god bless me.) PM me on msn if you wanna know my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon i'll be in a class with different people soon. Kind of interesting yet scary to find out who's your new classmates, you know? Feels like i'm in year one all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i spent last friday with Amirah over at ECP. We went cycling and i had lots of fun. I shall update more on this event when i have more photos instead of only my own. Below are a few photos of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Cycling%20session%20with%20amirah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_03212.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 209px; height: 315px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Cycling%20session%20with%20amirah/DSC_03212.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Cycling%20session%20with%20amirah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0352.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 416px; height: 276px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Cycling%20session%20with%20amirah/DSC_0352.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'd really love to try water-skiing one day for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s Bus drivers are really assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&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/26136927-4906634989379509428?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/4906634989379509428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=4906634989379509428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4906634989379509428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4906634989379509428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/03/updates.html' title='Updates.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-505798140080235736</id><published>2008-03-12T13:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T13:31:13.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>New layout!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture4-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/Picture4-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's been three fantastic years with 'the-wreckage'. With my new layout as my sixth layout for 'the-wreckage', i think my designs get better and better. I chose victoria beckham again because she has been such an inspiration to me and i love her soo much because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the years i've spent with 'the-wreckage', i grown so much mature and closer to my blog. I love my blog and it will be here for a long time. I can't remember the reason why i chose 'the-wreckage' but i'll figure out the reason hopefully by the next layout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, do read the two posts that i have posted before this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/03/class-chalet.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Class Chalet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/03/amiras-19th-birthday-celebration.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Amira's 19th birthday celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s Say you'll be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't like it, you can complain to your mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&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/26136927-505798140080235736?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/505798140080235736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=505798140080235736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/505798140080235736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/505798140080235736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-layout.html' title='New layout!'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/th_Picture4-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-7327080944325379091</id><published>2008-03-12T12:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T13:28:54.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Amira's 19th birthday celebration.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The day started out kinda rough. I got irritated by that bitch to the extent that I do not want to celebrate her birthday at all. But I did, eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The planning really sucked but everything went well in the end. A lot of people could not make it for this one. Let’s see, fizah, fitree, azril, zul. Oh well. Enough of sidetracking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw her a paper aeroplane that read, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“tesremos 330pm”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Obviously if you read it from the back, you know where to go. Then I headed out of the house to meet nadee and hannie to tie up all the loose ends. Afterwhich, we headed to our secret location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2366.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 372px; height: 278px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/DSCF2366.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhan had already arrived eons ago cos he was supposed to buy something but he couldn’t find it anywhere in town. So I just told him to give up. I left nadee and hannie at the mrt station as soon nazri arrived so that both naz and I could meet farhan and head to our secret location first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the secret location was … the pool area in cineleisure cos we were gonna go play pool! I think I got slightly better in pool after the chalet incident just that my ball flew to another table halfway throughout the game. Farhan refused to play cos he sucked and I think nazri was the best among all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls arrived and we started playing pool together. Pool was really really fun. Nazri showed off his skills by hitting the white ball to a corner of the table and hitting another ball inside the hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2380.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 357px; height: 267px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/DSCF2380.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when i thought i was getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2388.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 363px; height: 271px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/DSCF2388.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannie thrashed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed to Sakura buffet restaurant at orchard! I told myself, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“I paid a hell lot of money for this buffet dinner so I better eat hell a lot of food.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; True enough, I was the only one being a really kiasu Singaporean. I took a lot of pizzas and nuggets and whatever. I missed out on the cakes cos I was too full. The rest of them were just sitting down and chanting, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“I can’t eat anymore. I’m full”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Only farhan said something different, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Shit man. So many calories. I cannot eat.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2421-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 376px; height: 281px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/DSCF2421-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhan and his constant ramblings about calories. I told him to shut up. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finally let loose of his temptations and ate the pizza after seeing me eat it so deliciously. The pizza was damn good seriously. Then, two workers, anna and nadia, served us the cake. It looked like a huge pudding! So delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120597.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 392px; height: 294px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/P1120597.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna serving the cake. lol lol lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this comment card thingy so I decided to do it for fun. And sabotage azril and also fitree cos both of them couldn't make it. I wrote all sorts of stuffs inside there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2428.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 380px; height: 284px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/DSCF2428.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me when i say i wrote nonsensical stuffs inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think azril is gonna kill me for that. But I know he won’t laaaaaaa. Haha! I contemplated on whether to submit the card but decided to keep it anyway. I’m so nice right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And farhan was so scared to even call Anna. It was so funny! Hahaha! Amira opened up the presents and when she saw mine, all she said was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Eh. I thought this one was in your room? You give to your friend?”&lt;/span&gt;. So bloody irritating. Not even a word of thank you. To think it was Victoria Secret lip gloss kit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120617.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 390px; height: 292px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/P1120617.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yalaa. Only nadee present the nicest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120608.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 432px; height: 323px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/P1120608.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120610.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 411px; height: 307px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/P1120610.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and if you guys realised. Farhan had the same facial expressions throughout the whole thing. hahaha! What's new eh farhan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, Nazri had to leave for his national service thingy. It’s become a routine for him, seriously. And the rest of us camwhored over at the memorial park before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120636.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 420px; height: 314px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/P1120636.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadee is a vampire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120634.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 414px; height: 310px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/P1120634.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120638.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 405px; height: 303px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/P1120638.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhan step macho. Nadee berat sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120645.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 397px; height: 297px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/P1120645.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120647.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 403px; height: 302px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/P1120647.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120651.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 393px; height: 294px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/P1120651.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120652.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 375px; height: 280px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/P1120652.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120658.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 345px; height: 459px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/P1120658.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ain't heavy, he's my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120664.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 406px; height: 540px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/Amira%2019th%20bdae%20celebration/P1120664.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is heavy. She is my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the day was fantastic. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy birthday amira. I still have issues with you being so irritating. May you be blessed with a great year ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s We had buffet last year and buffet this year again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s There were 6 people last year and this year also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TILL THEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-7327080944325379091?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/7327080944325379091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=7327080944325379091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/7327080944325379091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/7327080944325379091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/03/amiras-19th-birthday-celebration.html' title='Amira&apos;s 19th birthday celebration.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-8536348188526544610</id><published>2008-03-11T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T13:28:40.536+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Class chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120363.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 278px; height: 208px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/P1120363.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very cute pussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I missed out on the previous class chalet because I had internship (boring. Yawn) so all the more I should stay over for this chalet. And staying over was what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did all sorts of things as a class (or so we thought.). We played pool, poker cards and taboo. We got freaked out during the Night walk. We watched American Idol together although someone (coughTIMcough) spoiled it for us. And who can forget on the bitching and gossiping aspect? We did that throughout the entire chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of chalet. Audrey was there! She couldn’t stay over cos she was going to Macau (Makkau) the next day. Audrey had her new hair extensions going on! It looked great although there were a lot of dandruffs. Icky icky. Both Audrey and I were major in the poker game, conquering most of the chips and we had everyone owing us chips. Hilarious. We also played taboo. Audrey (cough) and Jarrel were so good in that game. They got the cards almost as soon as the person describing the words breathed a word. Oh and while we were eating at KFC, Audrey made a comment about having BJs (Ben and jerry). I think it was quite sick. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120291.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 347px; height: 260px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/P1120291.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120269.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 339px; height: 450px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/P1120269.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Audrey left us for Macau (she didn’t go there in the end cos her mama picked her father instead of her. HAH!), we picked up Eunice from the bustop and thought of playing Bowling only to realise that the bowling area has been torn down. So we went to play pool instead. It was my virgin experience! Eugene and Jarrel were all professional. I, on the other hand, suck at pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timmy arrived at the stroke of midnight. Afterwhich, we had another round of taboo. I seriously had no mood to play because 1) We played all of the colors already 2) I know most of the words. Eventually taboo became a “fastest-mouth-first” kinda thing cos everyone is just screaming the words. Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120311.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 346px; height: 259px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/P1120311.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timmy acting cute. LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I started the little girl joke and timmy got so scared by it that he only showered for 5 minutes. Haha! Tim is so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day of chalet. We ended up sleeping the entire night and I don’t know why. And I swear those three guys (Jarrel, Eugene and Timmy) were so hard to wake up. I pulled their legs and even told them that it was already 4pm(it was only 1). The only response I got was “Okay. Then no need bbq.” I gave up and just met Eunice and Aini over at the waterbreaker inside of paris ris park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anand and Isaac came for the bbq. We didn’t really have that much to barbeque except for some chicken wings, sausages, oaths and crab sticks. In the beginning we thought another 3 to 4 people would be coming for the barbeque so we bought extra food for them. 1 hour before the barbeque started, they told us they wouldn’t be coming, which was annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jarrel, Aini and I camwhored the entire bbq session. We pretended to be some sort of supermodels in the show ANTM. You wanna be on top? Jarrel showed how naughty he could be. It just made the whole bbq session enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120450.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 351px; height: 263px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/P1120450.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120442.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 357px; height: 267px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/P1120442.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120438.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 343px; height: 257px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/P1120438.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to pull off a timmy act cute moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120435.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 356px; height: 473px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/P1120435.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120407.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 352px; height: 468px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/P1120407.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120392.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 354px; height: 265px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/P1120392.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped okay! Yeah i helped to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120382.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 328px; height: 245px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/P1120382.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120368.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 313px; height: 234px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/P1120368.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bbq workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there was American idol results show on that night, jarrel and I left the bbq pit to go to the chalet to watch it. And timmy spoiled it for us by shouting the name of the person who would be eliminated. Jarrel took it quite badly. I just got annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was a blackout kinda thing affecting the entire chalet block. Jarrel and I went down and played the “sentences” game with the rest. Each of us had to say one word to make a very very long sentence. I don’t know what the sentence was but it involved a lot of people. Haha! Guai lan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 12-ish, we decided to go for a night walk at pasir ris park. Timmy is sooo ironic. He himself was afraid of the ghosts and he dared to pull a fast one on me. Screw him. Haha! The night walk was quite scary and it got even worse when we went to the labyrinth maze area. It was so impossible to even enter the maze from every entrance. We tried both mazes and I think it was a sign, telling us not to go in. Eek. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120526.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 386px; height: 289px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/P1120526.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120510.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 376px; height: 282px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/P1120510.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked aimlessly following the TPJC students who looked like primary school students. The weird thing was the currypuffman selling currypuff so late at night about 2-3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally walked back to the chalet at about 4pm. That was a long night walk. Haha! Then we stayed up the whole night drinking booze (not me) and getting wasted. Aini kept on drinking and drinking like crazy. We played taboo with her and Eugene was sitting behind her so he could see all her cards and he just blurted out the cards as soon as aini held them. Aini could even say, “Wah so smart!”. Hhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac left us early the next day after we had our breakfast followed by Anand. The girls were still sleeping due to the after-effects of the booze. And Tim was soo evil to take a picture of aini sleeping and setting it as her wallpaper. Haha! I fell asleep halfway and they snapped photos of my butt. I KNOW OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120529.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 352px; height: 263px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/P1120529.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was damn funny. Look at jarrel trying his best to contain his laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120531.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 363px; height: 272px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/P1120531.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IRRITATING SIAAAAAAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1120522.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 419px; height: 313px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/2008/T108%20class%20chalet/P1120522.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Gotta love the classmates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, all good things do come to an end. The chalet was fun and so was the crowd. I’m gonna miss each and every one of them when we get our new classes real soon. I could have never asked for a more fantastic group of classmates. I love my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-8536348188526544610?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/8536348188526544610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=8536348188526544610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8536348188526544610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8536348188526544610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/03/class-chalet.html' title='Class chalet'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-4839201810917252758</id><published>2008-03-11T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T02:23:44.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>A sneak preview for ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY NEW BLOG LAYOUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=new-layout-finally.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 422px; height: 73px;" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/new-layout-finally.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos it's been far too long baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think i have been using this current layout for like 1 year? That's a guinness world record for me. I remember changing layouts almost instantaneously every month in the past!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new layout features the one and only victoria beckham. No words could express the frustration i felt making layouts before this one. I think i made 5 layouts but i scrapped them because they weren't good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since i hate giving deadlines to myself cos everyone knows i don't meet them so just stay tuned to this blog. The layout might be up sooner than expected. Oh and once the layout is up, there'll be two new posts: Class chalet &amp;amp; Amira's 19th birthday. Watch out for that! hurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, just enjoy this old rock song by Skid row. The title of the track is called "I remember you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pGhlUzzib6c"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pGhlUzzib6c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember you - Skid row&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s Timmy you'll love that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&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/26136927-4839201810917252758?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/4839201810917252758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=4839201810917252758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4839201810917252758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/4839201810917252758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/03/sneak-preview-for.html' title='A sneak preview for ...'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p170/funky-flair/Blog%20stuffs/th_new-layout-finally.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-7558211542142332821</id><published>2008-03-04T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T20:38:47.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie review'/><title type='text'>Vacancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/a5/Vacancypost07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vacancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Once in a while, i DO watch horror/thriller films just to get this adrenaline rush. I watched "Vacancy" a few hours back and it was so good! I'm still recovering from the shock this movie has given me. Its like after the whole movie ended, i finally could breathe as per normal. I did not realise i was not breathing while watching the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie actually focuses on a couple who gets stranded in the middle of the night so they decided to stay at a nearby motel. Little did they know that other people has been killed inside the room that they're staying in. Plus, there are cameras everywhere inside the room watching their every move. All in the hopes of the motel owner to make a movie out of them. In the middle of the night, they hear hard knocks on their room door and they stumbled upon a videotape of the killings of other people in the exact same room. They then try to escape from the motel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the trailer below. Eek. I'm having goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BQn68TqUCIk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BQn68TqUCIk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&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/26136927-7558211542142332821?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/7558211542142332821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=7558211542142332821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/7558211542142332821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/7558211542142332821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/03/vacancy.html' title='Vacancy'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-8129342982642161220</id><published>2008-03-04T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T14:03:44.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Exhausted.</title><content type='html'>You know you are really exhausted when you . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Start to stone infront of your computer for 15 minutes without realising.&lt;br /&gt;2) Feel your body aching all over.&lt;br /&gt;3) Yawn every 1 minute.&lt;br /&gt;4) Knock your head against someone else's head in the train whilst you were asleep.&lt;br /&gt;5) Slept for an incredibly-close-to 16 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did those five yesterday after coming back home from a "day-camp". The camp itself was fantastic although i hate running around from one place to another. It was tiring. There was this mini amazing race planned by my group, which i enjoyed very very much. Then it came to the other group's activities. The melon-mania game was insanely fun. I never ever ate a whole watermelon before with my groupmates. I think i might have a phobia of watermelons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and actually i was tired laaaaaa even before the start of the camp. The whole four days before, i was working "almost" full shifts at different outlets. Sunday, i was over at the Suntec outlet, which is very very small but its so easy to close the shop. (We finished it by 1030-ish?) But seriously, working 12 to 11 for four days is insane. I might have to cancel some of my schedules for next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-8129342982642161220?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/feeds/8129342982642161220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26136927&amp;postID=8129342982642161220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8129342982642161220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26136927/posts/default/8129342982642161220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-wreckage.blogspot.com/2008/03/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted.'/><author><name>King Rool</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWaERfoLtZE/ScnElziiWMI/AAAAAAAAABw/3LGYSkTzcuM/S220/a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26136927.post-7233752418400662847</id><published>2008-02-27T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T20:47:11.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surveys'/><title type='text'>Survey on 7 things.</title><content type='html'>Stupid Amira, my own sister made me do this. But i shall do it out of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it my own by adding the "beetchy side of me* parts. I really loved it cos those are the things i don't think i would be caught red-handed for saying it. But surprisingly, i can imagine myself saying those lines. Weird eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7 RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; the beetchy side of me says: Like you still do not know all these? You oughta be killed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I don't eat seafood. (Cept for those fishies. Squids, eew baby squids are not cute and prawns are equally as disgusting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I still listen to the Spice girls. (I wanna make you hollerrrrrr! And you just scream my *crowd screaming, AMIROOOOOOOOOL!*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I can clean my room for a day only to make it messy the next day. (Whats the point right? I should tell my momma.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You can wave at me from far. I will wave back and then figure out who the bloody hell you are. (Okay so its my fault? for being short-sighted?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I like bling-bling related stuffs. (Not those cheapo blings. *coughes* beetch putting fake bling on mac *coughes*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I dance secretly inside my room when the door is locked. (Oh and i pretend to act emotional while dancing and singing the songs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. At one minute, i can tell myself to stop biting my nails. The next 5 seconds, i bite em. (I know. Can't help it. I don't realise im biting my nails 9 out of 10 times.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 THINGS THAT SCARE ME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; the beetchy side of me says: I mean, oh puh-lease. Am i really scared of these? NEXT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.      Losing my macbook. (It costed me a hefty 2k. You betcha i'll be screaming liek mad if i lose it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.      Little Miss Stressful. (Not a little miss afterall. This ones a killer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.      Cursed spirits that appear outta nowhere when i'm walking home. (Lets see, wearing a white gown with long hair falling on her shoulders. Yeap.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.      Sex. (*chokes*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.      Birthday dares from Hafizah. (Ahhhhhh! She makes birthday celebrations so scary!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.      Saying hello to a policeman. (You can get into a whole lottaa trouble! Stupid policeman who came from ite. Thats where most policeman comes from right? Oh wait, not my dad. So im wrong.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.      The little girl below my bed. (She loves pulling my toes and sometimes fondling my fingers. EEEK!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 RANDOM MUSIC AT THE MOMENT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; the beetchy side of me says: WHAT DO YOU MEAN RANDOM? HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO FIT IN 4,000 SONGS INSIDE HERE! AND YOU EXPECT ME TO PICK 7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.      Love song - Sara Bareilles (Hell no, i ain't writing you a love song!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.      Oxygen - Colbie Caillat (Oh baby if i was your lady. Gay shit.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.      Carnival - The Cardigans (I will never know cos you will never show. Love this song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.      2nite - Janet Jackson (Something in the air 2nite tells me i love this song!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.      Carried away - Kylie Minogue (Proven that b-sides are better than the actual single)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.      This groove - Victoria Beckham (I told you a million times. Don't disturb this groove.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.      Built to last - Melee (Cos we're built to last and i am not ready for now. Might be too late later but (Okay i shall stop) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 THINGS I SAY THE MOST:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; the beetchy side of me says: You mean you never talked to me before? Oh right. People like you ain't messing with divas like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.      What sia? (Thanks to my classmates. I never do sia! What sia you want?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.      Annoying! (If i used what sia before that and you gave me a hell lame ass answer, this is what you get)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.      It's very . . .  (I tried to stop using 'like')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.      I guess so. (I use this when i am not listening to the conversation at all. Yeah i don't listen most of the time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.      Stupid bitch. (If you irritate the shit out of me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.      What the hell sia? (Look at number 1.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.      Tsk! (I think this is not a word. Its a sound.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 STUFF THAT I TREASURE THE MOST:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; the beetchy side of me says: Sure i do treasure these 7 stuffs. But my "want" list far exceeds these 7 listed here. Oh next!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.      My macbook. (You can't expect me not to bother about it right? I love it so much and i call it bob.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.      Nokia E51 handphone. (I fucken lost my handphone. *touchscreen ouch ouch* But this ones quite good too. Got wifi okay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.      My soon-to-be-bought Ipod touch. (Wait two more months.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.      Albums that i bought. (Using my hard earned money. I love them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.      Bling bling guess watch! (Bought by my very own mummy! I love bling bling!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.      Birthday gifts and cards. (Inserts thank you speech here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.      My piggy/dino bank. (I think there is 50 dollars worth of coins inside. Gonna go bank it in soon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 "1st time" things i ever did:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; the beetchy side of me says: Like i have to tell you all these? You should poke your nose somewhere else. Maybe into that guy's ass or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.      Flirt without even knowing. (I swear i did not know. And it was quite hot but then disgusting. After-effects. Sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.      Losing a handphone. (My heart dropped to the floor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.      Aggravate a passerby. (I shouted to a minah who just knocked me while walking. I said, "Oi cannot walk properly isit!". She turned around and gave me a glowering stare.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.      Saying hello to a random policeman and getting fucked. (Stupid policeman.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.      Not eating Fast food for 4 months. Plus 30 days. (It was hard in the beginning. Got sick of it eventually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.      Buying clothes and totalling up the bill to 200$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.      Entering zara and taking a lot of clothes and bringing it to the cashier. Then i said, sorry not buying. And walked out of the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 PEOPLE TO DO THIS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; the beetchy side of me says: ONLY SEVEN? Okay you're wasting my time. Later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Amirah (because i know deep down you're not such an innocent girl.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Feeqah (because you girl, ain't have any school. So you betta do it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Jarrel (because king of procrastinator. Wait what?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Audrey bebeh! (for the sake of victoria beckham. DO IT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Aqilah kitkat! (because i know you like more than just cleavages.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Aini! (because *does diva handstroke* she is a beetch too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Myself in 20 years time. (And you think i will remember this?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s The survey comes without the "&amp;amp; the beetchy side of me says" so uh if you wanna add it in and spice up your whole survey do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26136927-7233752418400662847?l=the-wreckage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' typ
