<?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-9082408</id><updated>2011-08-03T08:16:18.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The rainbow's beautiful.</title><subtitle type='html'>Study.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>788</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-5775853280404488017</id><published>2010-04-04T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T18:07:30.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monetise.</title><content type='html'>Sigh. Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to be more devoted. Summary of what happened so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Got accepted into DMC at SP. Not my first choice, but it's not bad. School's starting in about a week, so am rather excited. &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get Arashi 5x10 concert DVD!!! AM SUPER &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ESSITED&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Re-watching childhood anime, Cardcaptor Sakura. How awesome is that. It is very, isn't it. Sayoran/Sakura OTP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Dyed my hair thrice during the holidays. It isn't that healthy, but still! Currently I have red/purle-ish hair right now; though not very obvious. There's always the tint of purple in the dark, and red in the sunlight, so I am quite pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Clothes. Is all I need right now you know. I need to stock my wardrobe for Poly life mannnnnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I think that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-5775853280404488017?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/5775853280404488017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=5775853280404488017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5775853280404488017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5775853280404488017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2010/04/monetise.html' title='Monetise.'/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-1961240445023903087</id><published>2009-12-31T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T21:56:20.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jellyfish Rock</title><content type='html'>Not feeling the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm receiving a few hundred bucks for myself soon, but it's all coming AFTER the flea. Damn it, fuck. Now I'll have to borrow some cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck fuck fuck, I hate borrowing money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-1961240445023903087?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/1961240445023903087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=1961240445023903087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1961240445023903087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1961240445023903087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/12/jellyfish-rock.html' title='Jellyfish Rock'/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-1700669835773117318</id><published>2009-12-24T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T23:32:01.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nails dug deep.</title><content type='html'>Oh my God I have more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOIjyD3ytI/AAAAAAAABb0/FppN-41hJF0/s1600-h/Image279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOIjyD3ytI/AAAAAAAABb0/FppN-41hJF0/s320/Image279.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418824924971649746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOIcqXcMmI/AAAAAAAABbs/yZ3PX_9SvlE/s1600-h/Image282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOIcqXcMmI/AAAAAAAABbs/yZ3PX_9SvlE/s320/Image282.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418824802647159394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soup was delishhhhhhhhhh. I love it. Seafood stock rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOIcQZFnOI/AAAAAAAABbk/P-cg9-_gii0/s1600-h/Image258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOIcQZFnOI/AAAAAAAABbk/P-cg9-_gii0/s320/Image258.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418824795674746082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes see, that's Hermione. (Ignore Yunhan's finger please.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOIbyZ7KqI/AAAAAAAABbc/_mgPZOw1dw0/s1600-h/Image257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOIbyZ7KqI/AAAAAAAABbc/_mgPZOw1dw0/s320/Image257.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418824787625192098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashing her bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOIbsKcVQI/AAAAAAAABbU/sqxZSBCyTG8/s1600-h/Image256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOIbsKcVQI/AAAAAAAABbU/sqxZSBCyTG8/s320/Image256.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418824785949644034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And off she goes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-1700669835773117318?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/1700669835773117318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=1700669835773117318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1700669835773117318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1700669835773117318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/12/nails-dug-deep.html' title='Nails dug deep.'/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOIjyD3ytI/AAAAAAAABb0/FppN-41hJF0/s72-c/Image279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-6763485455379545558</id><published>2009-12-24T23:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T23:25:36.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STEAMMMMMMMMMMMM Boat.</title><content type='html'>Yes yes, I promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, I had a steamboat session when the girls. Went to Elizabeth's house first at 1030 to basically stone. Met the rest at 1230. Yun han was late! Aish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol I just did something Korean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Kaizhi was our saviorrrrr!!! She had 50 bucks and saved us from not having enough to pay initially. Total cost was about 35bucks? Each of us paid like 7 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOFdiQKMQI/AAAAAAAABaM/M9DxtRIsBDY/s1600-h/DSC01926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOFdiQKMQI/AAAAAAAABaM/M9DxtRIsBDY/s320/DSC01926.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418821519114121474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOFdDXpTTI/AAAAAAAABaE/qTzKsYSPQls/s1600-h/DSC01925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOFdDXpTTI/AAAAAAAABaE/qTzKsYSPQls/s320/DSC01925.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418821510824021298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOFchkCmMI/AAAAAAAABZ8/mqD5rPvMc_o/s1600-h/DSC01923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOFchkCmMI/AAAAAAAABZ8/mqD5rPvMc_o/s320/DSC01923.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418821501749205186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOFcaY7YKI/AAAAAAAABZ0/Yh97O4CYZZU/s1600-h/DSC01922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOFcaY7YKI/AAAAAAAABZ0/Yh97O4CYZZU/s320/DSC01922.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418821499823546530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOFbx4C0AI/AAAAAAAABZs/KarFOFup5Pg/s1600-h/DSC01921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOFbx4C0AI/AAAAAAAABZs/KarFOFup5Pg/s320/DSC01921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418821488948203522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOGBgl3oKI/AAAAAAAABa0/0ftFaX_Ihto/s1600-h/DSC01933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOGBgl3oKI/AAAAAAAABa0/0ftFaX_Ihto/s320/DSC01933.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418822137143599266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very unglam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOGBaDsz1I/AAAAAAAABas/zYnsgJ6zfaA/s1600-h/DSC01932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOGBaDsz1I/AAAAAAAABas/zYnsgJ6zfaA/s320/DSC01932.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418822135389671250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes very indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOGBClVTNI/AAAAAAAABak/Ha8s4I3sMoE/s1600-h/DSC01931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOGBClVTNI/AAAAAAAABak/Ha8s4I3sMoE/s320/DSC01931.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418822129088285906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We has sparkling juice with Sprite!!! And an extra something... This was our little adventure into adulthood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOGA9gIDRI/AAAAAAAABac/8-Kr-Mfuolk/s1600-h/DSC01928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOGA9gIDRI/AAAAAAAABac/8-Kr-Mfuolk/s320/DSC01928.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418822127724268818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOGAmGaNWI/AAAAAAAABaU/jaNrfWqO93k/s1600-h/DSC01927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOGAmGaNWI/AAAAAAAABaU/jaNrfWqO93k/s320/DSC01927.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418822121442391394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOGzGHYbcI/AAAAAAAABbE/FyXwvewuQB4/s1600-h/DSC01935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOGzGHYbcI/AAAAAAAABbE/FyXwvewuQB4/s320/DSC01935.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418822989029862850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some weird reason Yunhan brought Hermione with her. She also brought a stalk of corn and broccoli. We didn't have them, anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOGykHrJaI/AAAAAAAABa8/k_WLh9cuR9w/s1600-h/DSC01934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOGykHrJaI/AAAAAAAABa8/k_WLh9cuR9w/s320/DSC01934.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418822979904284066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delish, delish. Having another one next week over at my place, yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-6763485455379545558?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/6763485455379545558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=6763485455379545558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/6763485455379545558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/6763485455379545558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/12/steammmmmmmmmmmm-boat.html' title='STEAMMMMMMMMMMMM Boat.'/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SzOFdiQKMQI/AAAAAAAABaM/M9DxtRIsBDY/s72-c/DSC01926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-5789258429473378373</id><published>2009-12-20T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T23:44:25.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/Sy5E9mTTkvI/AAAAAAAABZk/H3FSM6NVu2Y/s1600-h/DSC01898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/Sy5E9mTTkvI/AAAAAAAABZk/H3FSM6NVu2Y/s320/DSC01898.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417343226817516274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks blur and like a funeral picture of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Farewell Party today! Was kind of awesome, but retarded too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will elaborate more tmr! Sleeping soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-5789258429473378373?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/5789258429473378373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=5789258429473378373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5789258429473378373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5789258429473378373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/12/looks-blur-and-like-funeral-picture-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/Sy5E9mTTkvI/AAAAAAAABZk/H3FSM6NVu2Y/s72-c/DSC01898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-6612346796574032620</id><published>2009-12-20T12:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T12:04:25.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for Girl Guides gathering later. Ohhh it's gonna be GOOD. Meeting Tiffany, Kimberly and YJ later. Also another special someone, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't talk about yesterday cause it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update with photos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-6612346796574032620?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/6612346796574032620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=6612346796574032620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/6612346796574032620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/6612346796574032620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-5551449795978940084</id><published>2009-12-18T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T19:45:28.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think good and bad things have to happen to me on an alternated basis, because that's how life is for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember yesterday, I had quite a good day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was terrible. I went to work. It was at Parkway Parade. Me, being a retard, went to Marina Bay. By the time I realised I was at the wrong place, it was 5, the time I was supposed to report for work. I smsed my manager and Elizabeth, and I found out that I was supposed to take to fucking Bedok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took the MRT back to Bedok. I asked the station master what bus I was supposed to take. 31, he said. So I did. I saw the first 31 and rushed on board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And where did I end up at after 20 minutes? Fucking Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By that time it was already 6.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-5551449795978940084?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/5551449795978940084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=5551449795978940084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5551449795978940084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5551449795978940084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-think-good-and-bad-things-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-4714217967158261254</id><published>2009-12-18T02:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T02:18:57.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohno-kun is watching you.</title><content type='html'>Hey. I thought if I'm gonna do this, I should do it properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has really been a damn long time since I've actually written anything concrete. Like a fic, or a short story of sort. I don't know. Words used to be like diamonds to me. Now I don't think I can produce smooth flows of phrases anymore. Sigh. Child geniuses usually lose their talent when they reach 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not pointing anything out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have work tomorrow too. At PWP. It's where Kaizhi is working, so I might drop by, just to say 'hi'. Then again, I have to go to GWC first. What a pain in the ass. But I'm not complaining. Life sucks this way. And I meet great people while I work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Taka, I made a few friends, like Xueting from Palmer's, Si Ling from Revlon, and the Liese promoter. Some promoters were like aunties, but they were nice. I'll miss them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was posted at Bugis. I only sold like... 3. But what the hell. My fellow promoters there were really nice. The Rimmel promoter there chatted with me loads, and so did the O2 bubble mask person. Singaporeans are such friendly bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opps, I take back what I said when I remember the management at Taka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have to get some sleep, to even my lifestyle back, but I fucking ate just. I can't believe I did it. It was such a stupid mistake. I earn myself a good kick in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I really miss seeing Pencil around in school. It'll probably be the greatest regret I'll have in my teenage years, not doing anything. Sometimes I wake up and cry after a dream about him. Life sucks. Love sucks. Being a wimp sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I got myself a Good Progress award of 200 bucks! Wow! I never knew that could happen. I remember when I had this chain of receiving the edusave award for like, 6 years, and when I got to Sec 1, it just broke. Sigh. 200 bucks, that's awesome. I'll be able to buy some school clothing and pay back all the debts I own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/Sypy59NAE6I/AAAAAAAABZc/1Mr6rYBS3VQ/s1600-h/Screenshot-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/Sypy59NAE6I/AAAAAAAABZc/1Mr6rYBS3VQ/s320/Screenshot-10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416267841873646498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random picture here. It'd been a wall of words. Ching Lee there killed this sim because she had this wish to. I made it happen. Now she haunts her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ke$ha is fantastic. I love her voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-4714217967158261254?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/4714217967158261254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=4714217967158261254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/4714217967158261254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/4714217967158261254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/12/ohno-kun-is-watching-you.html' title='Ohno-kun is watching you.'/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/Sypy59NAE6I/AAAAAAAABZc/1Mr6rYBS3VQ/s72-c/Screenshot-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-4461233943065092536</id><published>2009-12-16T19:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T19:19:28.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But we kick 'em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger</title><content type='html'>ARGHGHGHGHGHGHGHGHGHGHGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally screwed up my lifestyle. I woke up at 5pm today. There's no excuse for it. I slept for 12 hours straight and there's no reason why I should still be feeling tired. I must be a heavy sleeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to die in the working society, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I decide to build a lovely house/mansion for my sim family of 5 beside the beach. It'll give them a beautiful vista moodlet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SyjBCbhuKBI/AAAAAAAABZU/mfAJvrA_aT8/s1600-h/Screenshot-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SyjBCbhuKBI/AAAAAAAABZU/mfAJvrA_aT8/s320/Screenshot-7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415790799406114834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently life for them is pretty good. The male Sim, called Keith, is working as a... Music Talent Scout I think. Level 5 of the career. Ah well. It'll take a while for him to reach the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, everything is smashing. /Punches fist into air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gotta get something in my stomach and read this book. I just borrow like 3 Christmas-themed books. Getting into the festive feel, I see eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-4461233943065092536?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/4461233943065092536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=4461233943065092536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/4461233943065092536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/4461233943065092536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/12/arghghghghghghghghghghgh.html' title='But we kick &apos;em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger'/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SyjBCbhuKBI/AAAAAAAABZU/mfAJvrA_aT8/s72-c/Screenshot-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-8176897492383234198</id><published>2009-12-16T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T01:34:12.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gently Gathering a Little Warmth Today</title><content type='html'>For some late night blogging and catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been quite good. Os are finally over, but that doesn't stop me from being tired at what life throws at me, such as boredom. It's now a huge part of my anti-social life that I lay on my bed with Kei on my lap staring into the bring screen which Arashi members prancing around and just breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure I have a job. It requires me to stand for 4 or 8 hours a day 3 times a week. I don't mind. It's a good-paying job. But then again, boredom haunts you ultimately, and I find myself droning out of it, sometimes humming along with the retarded Christmas songs that are on replay over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. At least Kei is back to me. I have Sims 3 to entertain me. My evil vegeterian sim is currently cheating on 3 guys and 1 girl at once, so it's pretty cool. Her name is Lee Ching. Yes she a vicious Chinese chick hellbent on taking over the world and stopping the consumption of beef and chicken once and for all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO CHICKEN?!?! How will Sim world live now?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about chicken has made me hungry. Sigh. I hope people come back to read my blog. I thought I was pretty hilarious back then. But who knows, it may be a temporary thing, my humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SyfHotdaD1I/AAAAAAAABZM/_U1N0I8TJzQ/s1600-h/Image1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SyfHotdaD1I/AAAAAAAABZM/_U1N0I8TJzQ/s320/Image1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415516579147943762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAI. SNOWWHITE!Daiki says bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-8176897492383234198?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/8176897492383234198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=8176897492383234198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8176897492383234198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8176897492383234198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/12/gently-gathering-little-warmth-today.html' title='Gently Gathering a Little Warmth Today'/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SyfHotdaD1I/AAAAAAAABZM/_U1N0I8TJzQ/s72-c/Image1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-4795756354172745087</id><published>2009-12-16T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T00:11:58.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Surprise!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/Sye1MEaeh5I/AAAAAAAABZE/t-7Lk0fHvSA/s1600-h/Popping.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/Sye1MEaeh5I/AAAAAAAABZE/t-7Lk0fHvSA/s320/Popping.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415496295884162962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm updating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should get back to blogging. It's been a long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-4795756354172745087?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/4795756354172745087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=4795756354172745087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/4795756354172745087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/4795756354172745087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/12/surprise-im-updating-i-should-get-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/Sye1MEaeh5I/AAAAAAAABZE/t-7Lk0fHvSA/s72-c/Popping.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-3098477517011065682</id><published>2009-09-08T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T18:14:45.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm. I wonder why Blogger is like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hi, I'm back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-3098477517011065682?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/3098477517011065682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=3098477517011065682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/3098477517011065682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/3098477517011065682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/09/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-5425460963035567169</id><published>2009-07-15T09:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T09:20:16.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ill. At what such a convinient time when the teachers are crashing work after work at us. I went home early on Monday to find my tempertature at 38.0, and when I reached the polyclinic it went up to 38.9!! It might have gone even higher while waiting, but after so much sleep I'm now a mere 37.5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nono, it's not freaking &lt;em&gt;ovulation&lt;/em&gt;. Sheeeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not well enough to go to school, though. I'm having a really bad cough, and my left ear is swollen. Fantastic. And if there's anything to cheer me up it's the get-well smses and msgs left for me and my left eye still being double eye-lidded after 2 days! :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other than that, *looks at medicine and pills*.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-5425460963035567169?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/5425460963035567169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=5425460963035567169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5425460963035567169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5425460963035567169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/07/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-3677234753731959298</id><published>2009-07-10T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T01:08:11.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my God, why am I still awake?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1, and I really want to watch this show that I'm downloading now. By the time it finishes downloading it would be 1.10, and to finish watching it, 2am. I already studied for the PG test tmr, but I still want to finish Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my dad says that I can get my new phone by 20th, so I'm really pleased, but I will miss my lousy phone, because the tetris and sodoku games are awesome. I especially love the tetris. Sigh. I will miss you dear lousy phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Mr Toh is so lame and funny and retarded hahahahahahahahahahaha. He told us a story, when he went to withdraw money from the ATM machine,  but suddenly he blanked out and forgot why he was there, so he walked away. But then he remembered he had withdrawn $100, so he went back, but the cash had obviously been already taken away. It was on Youth day and he was all, "The 100bucks to celebrate my holiday one leh!!!" but we were all, "You still got youth meh?!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, if only his lessons weren't so boring. God, I keep falling asleep during his lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part one of the show is done, so if you will excuse me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-3677234753731959298?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/3677234753731959298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=3677234753731959298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/3677234753731959298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/3677234753731959298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-my-god-why-am-i-still-awake-its-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-3358364516966744365</id><published>2009-07-01T17:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T17:51:12.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With the change of the signal from red to green...</title><content type='html'>...In the midst of a journey where there's no turning back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People tell me there's no point in listening to songs that have lyrics you don't understand, but when you do understand, the amount of inspiration you gain is overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that I could persuade people to understand the greatness of Japanese songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-3358364516966744365?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/3358364516966744365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=3358364516966744365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/3358364516966744365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/3358364516966744365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/07/with-change-of-signal-from-red-to-green.html' title='With the change of the signal from red to green...'/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-636215796577149002</id><published>2009-06-25T02:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T03:03:56.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sun doesn't shine brightly for all of us.</title><content type='html'>And thus, my day starts with calling Yunjing back on the phone, after having seen her left me approx. 3 smses and 1-2 missed calls. Hmm, hair cut. Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hair cut puts me in a dilemma. Should I cut my hair, and then dye my hair, or dye my hair for gala dinnerwhile it's long, and then cut it short? I don't know if the gala dinner is worth my long and absolutely stunning and luxurious hair(I joke) and my mom's money, but I do want to graduate with style. This is so very confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't fair that while having Riverlife church THAT NEAR our school, we still don't get another week of holiday off. It's not fair, and there the fucking school is telling us, "Oh, we wouldn't have block-booking due to the H1N1 virus." What hypocrites we have in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, yeah. I've still yet to receive the confirmation letter, but after 4 years in that school, nothing that is utter nonsense surprises me anymore, because, to be honest, that school is an absolute holed-up bullshit. I don't even want to know anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides this crap, I have to deal with an AWESOMELY AMAZINGTASTIC crack or two on my now-not-beautiful-at-all Kei, and it just so happened on a certain INOO KEI's birthday. Such fuckery it is, I am not going to wish him anything whatsoever, even if it is belated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can imagine the degree of pathetic(ness) I've sunk into these past few days as I try to watch Arashi's bus party with only 1/6 of the screen available to cheer me up, but even that doesn't help much, although I must agree, it must be the best crack video that has ever been invented. Love those boys to death. Nino is a fucking &lt;i&gt;genius&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I'm here, listening to Kitto Daijoubu(SRSLY, don't ask.), ignoring my history pile that is just inches from my left arm while using using my brother's really really fucked up CPU. It has to be the slowest piece of shit ever. The only good thing is that it loads youtube videos really quickly. It's a wonder, still, why it takes 5 billion years to load my f-list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note. Wait, there isn't anything that is worth being happy about lately, unless you can count me getting my new ear piece? OH. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kendofrantthxbb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Ctrl+V-ed the post from my LJ, so that's why there're some JE here and there. It's not my fault I'm lazy. BUT I DID ADD IN BITS OF THIS AND THAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-636215796577149002?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/636215796577149002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=636215796577149002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/636215796577149002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/636215796577149002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/06/sun-doesnt-shine-brightly-for-all-of-us.html' title='The sun doesn&apos;t shine brightly for all of us.'/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-2294604029531257789</id><published>2009-06-20T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:52:19.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHY I LOVE LILY ALLEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q1P4_YCFtkQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q1P4_YCFtkQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck You-Lily Allen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please come to SG pls plsplsplsplspslps.s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-2294604029531257789?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/2294604029531257789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=2294604029531257789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/2294604029531257789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/2294604029531257789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-i-love-lily-allen.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-6571075039858353216</id><published>2009-06-19T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T15:36:36.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't believe my dad bought such an ugly cake for my mother's birthday! Sheesh. I mean, GREEN CHERRIES?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like, green cherries, with a shitload of whipped cream. I hate whipped cream, but I'm betting the cake is going to be chocolate, so I'm not going to complain. I'll dump all the cream to my brother who loves whipped cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the worse thing is, there is not even one strawberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT EVEN A SLICE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT CAKES DON'T HAVE STRAWBERRIES?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-6571075039858353216?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/6571075039858353216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=6571075039858353216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/6571075039858353216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/6571075039858353216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/06/cant-believe-my-dad-bought-such-ugly.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-5738086181575925285</id><published>2009-06-16T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T17:59:39.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stars were greenified.</title><content type='html'>Went out with Ying Hui and Madeline today! Hehe, it's been too long since we last met. Missed them to bits. It was kind of awkward at first, but YH has always been YH. Quiet, but friendly. And Madeline, same old same old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND SHE SHAVED HER ARMS HAHAHAHAHHAHA. Just realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, I love pocky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-5738086181575925285?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/5738086181575925285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=5738086181575925285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5738086181575925285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5738086181575925285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-out-with-ying-hui-and-madeline.html' title='Stars were greenified.'/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-3193151350530428993</id><published>2009-06-15T15:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T15:26:35.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY GOT A FIFTY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SjX3nqGEajI/AAAAAAAABY0/T8jwAXhkSUw/s1600-h/A+50!!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SjX3nqGEajI/AAAAAAAABY0/T8jwAXhkSUw/s320/A+50!!!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347452393259035186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult, okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-3193151350530428993?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/3193151350530428993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=3193151350530428993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/3193151350530428993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/3193151350530428993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally-got-fifty-its-difficult-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SjX3nqGEajI/AAAAAAAABY0/T8jwAXhkSUw/s72-c/A+50!!!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-1498762542442696035</id><published>2009-06-15T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T12:49:03.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I KNOW, I know I said I would post any JE, J-pop relevant stuff in my livejournal, but I would really, really want to share this with all of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VTZ-ZXvXkUA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="212" height="172"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he perfect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And get a hold of the translated lyrics too(technically my headers) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You're always like that.&lt;br /&gt;When you're sulking&lt;br /&gt;You hide the things that are important to me.&lt;br /&gt;It's the same place as always,&lt;br /&gt;So today I'll go there first and wait for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seasons bring the evening sunlight&lt;br /&gt;The shadows find me and stretch toward me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look at me with a surprised face&lt;br /&gt;Then you suddenly purse your lips and turn to look outside.&lt;br /&gt;When I say "I'm sorry"&lt;br /&gt;And "Then come over here"&lt;br /&gt;Hey, look, look&lt;br /&gt;Our shadows are overlapping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our umbrellas bump together so I can't walk straight.&lt;br /&gt;You're watching me like this and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you that I can do it too.&lt;br /&gt;I can purse my lips the same way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your gentle smile&lt;br /&gt;This time, this space&lt;br /&gt;They're so important to me&lt;br /&gt;That I could start to cry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pursing my lips on purpose...&lt;br /&gt;Without waiting for a response to my apology&lt;br /&gt;I softly kissed you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, if you want to say selfish things,&lt;br /&gt;You can if you want.&lt;br /&gt;But only to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's aggravating&lt;br /&gt;Because it's not honest&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you say it?&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Just those three words?&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear it now and then.&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day you and I&lt;br /&gt;Put our family names together.&lt;br /&gt;The day our love bloomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la... la... la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rainbow is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;No, you're the beautiful one...&lt;br /&gt;For starting to look embarrassed,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. Thank you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the part where it goes: "Today is the day you and I put our family names together" sounds really weird, but WHO CARES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, he's turning 26 in 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:150%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-1498762542442696035?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/1498762542442696035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=1498762542442696035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1498762542442696035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1498762542442696035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-know-i-know-i-said-i-would-post-any.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-484381655793479928</id><published>2009-06-15T12:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T15:28:03.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AND, on another note, I feel a little jealous of twitter. I mean, I knew about twitter for a long long time. Seems like I always get hook on things when they're at their beginnings or  lowest point of popularity. Like facebook and twitter. It's okay because it makes me feel updated, far ahead of everyone. But when the thing is really famous, I get so uninterested I barely notice it anymore. It also makes me feel kind of retarded, because people get so into the thing, and when I try to follow suit, it doesn't happen, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I get bored really, really easily. I know nothing makes sense. It's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My longest fandom, J-pop, has never been respected much among my friends because, well. I don't really know too. I know the boys in my school think Japanese guys "are a bunch of fucking gays who are into plastic surgery with hella small dicks", but I bet your pardon. Who says YOUR dicks are huge? I bet these Japanese dudes had managed to shag more girls compared to how you would have in your whole lifetime. Sizes don't manner in the world of sex and love, much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say much like it's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just think. Would you think THIS dude:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SjXOT55cFEI/AAAAAAAABYs/hkjQLJwnD4c/s1600-h/0043azya.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SjXOT55cFEI/AAAAAAAABYs/hkjQLJwnD4c/s320/0043azya.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347406973926904898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOULD HAVE A TINY STICK?! *fuckinghotstuffshoomg*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A news caster at it. Hurray for ARASICK(always make me giggle. ARASICK. /sniggers).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-484381655793479928?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/484381655793479928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=484381655793479928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/484381655793479928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/484381655793479928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-on-another-note-i-feel-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SjXOT55cFEI/AAAAAAAABYs/hkjQLJwnD4c/s72-c/0043azya.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-5307883460935351146</id><published>2009-06-15T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T12:18:21.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;By the way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;COME BACK, READERRRRRSSSSSS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-5307883460935351146?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/5307883460935351146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=5307883460935351146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5307883460935351146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5307883460935351146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/06/by-way-come-back-readerrrrrssssss.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-157269986873402026</id><published>2009-06-15T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T12:17:05.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are times where I truly feel loved, and those times only happen in my dreams, although half the people I dream of do not even know of my existance. I feel good, and appreciative that because they, at least in my mind, care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know you guys care too. That's why I'm letting you play with my umbrellas and spunky ball game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-157269986873402026?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/157269986873402026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=157269986873402026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/157269986873402026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/157269986873402026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/06/there-are-times-where-i-truly-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-8757090504110580926</id><published>2009-06-15T12:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T12:11:46.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disc Drop</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/48da680218caee50/4a35ca0268a6981d/48da680218caee50/d7d64c16/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-8757090504110580926?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/8757090504110580926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=8757090504110580926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8757090504110580926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8757090504110580926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/06/disc-drop.html' title='Disc Drop'/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-8245482834239380703</id><published>2009-06-15T12:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T12:09:17.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/48cfe5b37f644537/4a35c96c8bf51611/48cfe5b37f644537/a26dcddc/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-8245482834239380703?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/8245482834239380703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=8245482834239380703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8245482834239380703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8245482834239380703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/06/fish.html' title='Fish'/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-3381372285495872737</id><published>2009-06-14T00:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T00:59:28.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The shadows find and stretch towards me...</title><content type='html'>Changed the skin, finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one YJ made for me is gone, so idk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-3381372285495872737?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/3381372285495872737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=3381372285495872737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/3381372285495872737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/3381372285495872737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/06/shadows-find-and-stretch-toward-me.html' title='The shadows find and stretch towards me...'/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-7775876112619844585</id><published>2009-06-11T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:25:52.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SjETu8elW3I/AAAAAAAABYY/igkOfq21WAk/s1600-h/IMG_3429-pola02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SjETu8elW3I/AAAAAAAABYY/igkOfq21WAk/s320/IMG_3429-pola02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346075929894804338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been doing a lot of thinking and self-meditation. I swear, I needed to give myself some well-deserved anger management.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-7775876112619844585?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/7775876112619844585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=7775876112619844585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/7775876112619844585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/7775876112619844585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/06/been-doing-lot-of-thinking-and-self.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SjETu8elW3I/AAAAAAAABYY/igkOfq21WAk/s72-c/IMG_3429-pola02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-2079479623774021551</id><published>2009-06-09T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:20:50.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There you go. Blog number one, and I'm down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-2079479623774021551?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/2079479623774021551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=2079479623774021551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/2079479623774021551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/2079479623774021551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/06/there-you-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-3042334891490533595</id><published>2009-06-08T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:25:14.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am off contact, and I mentioned that birthdays was a sensitive issue, but I'm a good person right, so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy birthday Yun Jing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But you obvioulsy deserve better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-3042334891490533595?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/3042334891490533595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=3042334891490533595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/3042334891490533595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/3042334891490533595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-off-contact-and-i-mentioned-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-1911101332677368710</id><published>2009-06-04T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:52:46.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who the hell visits this blog anymore anyway? I ruined my own reputation, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-1911101332677368710?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/1911101332677368710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=1911101332677368710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1911101332677368710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1911101332677368710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/06/who-hell-visits-this-blog-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-8004892909639224971</id><published>2009-06-04T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:52:21.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There seems to be this ongoing thing with me and my friends having really trashy birthdays. Sort of.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just to mention, 'birthdays' is now a sensitive issue to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-8004892909639224971?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/8004892909639224971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=8004892909639224971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8004892909639224971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8004892909639224971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/06/there-seems-to-be-this-ongoing-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-9168719615300960176</id><published>2009-05-27T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T00:14:32.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I found out that one surefired way to get me really emotional is to make me read blogs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHO SAYS ITS YOUR BLOG?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And though, I'm only at the first blog, and I have lots of F&amp;amp;N shits to do right now, I already want to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-9168719615300960176?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/9168719615300960176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=9168719615300960176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/9168719615300960176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/9168719615300960176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-found-out-that-one-surefired-way-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-500263851719745279</id><published>2009-05-19T05:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T05:24:22.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've never thought that talking to Joel Chua would make me think about so many things, like how selfish and immature I actually am, and how I crave for attention. He thought I had a older brother. I said no, but I want one. He asked why. I said because I want protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"GO GET BOYFRIEND LA."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no one wants me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read about other people's problems, I get irritated. I keep thinking, MINE ARE WORSE WHAT, but what do you know, who's always right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have school in 40 minutes. Haven't done oral, or even started on Development. I failed Math again, got B3 for C.Science, pissed people off, pissed myself off, hated everyone, got a A2 for PG, failed comprehension, had a terrible day when it wasn't supposed to be one, had ants attacking my class, discovered that most friends aren't here to stay and don't have enough money to preorder Sims 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many happy things do I have in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. OMG SIMS 3 WAS LEAKEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-500263851719745279?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/500263851719745279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=500263851719745279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/500263851719745279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/500263851719745279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-never-thought-that-talking-to-joel.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-9219699527640808239</id><published>2009-05-18T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:55:37.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I know I know. I've been feeling down. So what. It's not as if anyone cares, when I myself don't give a fuck about myself. Wowwhysodeepwenxin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I had F&amp;amp;N practical on Friday, and it was pretty hilarious shit because 1) I was the first to complete when Mrs Choo kept saying that I'm slow, slow TOO SLOWW YOU!!! and 2) Yanhong and Mrs Choo showdown is epic win okayzxzcc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There were also plenty of strawberries :DDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And to top it all off, I realised that not everyone will remember their promises. I should have known.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you guys really want to know what I did this weekend? I watched videos on Fatal Frame II and III and Hotel 626(because I was too chicken to play the games myself) and HOLY FUCK IS FATAL FRAME II CREEPY ASS OR WHAT. I'm typing this underneath my blanket and now I'm hallucinating and just now I was all jumpy when I went to the toilet to pee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DUDE FATAL DRAME II IS FULL OF TWINSSSSSSS &gt;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And lol. The way you die in Fatal Frame, to my knowledge, is like hand raep. HAhahaha. Because there would be lots of hands appearing out of nowhere and grab you, like raep. Hahahahha. And there's also another way where this boss ghost would swoop at you and you just die, dude. And then you would fall into the ghost's arms and she would hug you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aww.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What. I'm not emo. Hahahahahahhahaha. Horror rocks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-9219699527640808239?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/9219699527640808239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=9219699527640808239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/9219699527640808239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/9219699527640808239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-know-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-8231583012301429103</id><published>2009-05-13T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T00:01:30.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I feel childish. I don't think I can think as a proper adult yet, because the whole day I kept thinking, what about me? Me? Me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ME DAMN IT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went to school anticipating. I went home anticipating. I end the day feeling that that moment was the happiest of my first day as a sixteen-year-old.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-8231583012301429103?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/8231583012301429103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=8231583012301429103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8231583012301429103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8231583012301429103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel-childish.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-7799944721410225049</id><published>2009-05-13T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:53:18.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This blog is back because it seems to be the only way for me to celebrate my special day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-7799944721410225049?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/7799944721410225049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=7799944721410225049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/7799944721410225049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/7799944721410225049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-blog-is-back-because-it-seems-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-264268102518224424</id><published>2009-03-21T15:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T15:07:36.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/ScSQ6GWA81I/AAAAAAAABYI/vWKLNPopztk/s1600-h/Image158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/ScSQ6GWA81I/AAAAAAAABYI/vWKLNPopztk/s320/Image158.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315532788013790034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/ScSQ6PqXG8I/AAAAAAAABYA/kzcQ7-BtH74/s1600-h/Image157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/ScSQ6PqXG8I/AAAAAAAABYA/kzcQ7-BtH74/s320/Image157.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315532790515047362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAI WE ARE IN MC CAFE DOWNTOWN EAST WHERE 'FAMILY DAY' WAITING FOR YUNHAN WHO DOESN'T SEEM TO WANT TO COME, BUT CALLED TO TELL ME THAT SHE WANTS TO CHARGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/ScSRaizP6NI/AAAAAAAABYQ/XbzNt5n28Ds/s1600-h/Image159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/ScSRaizP6NI/AAAAAAAABYQ/XbzNt5n28Ds/s320/Image159.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315533345408411858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE IS SHE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIFFANY:&lt;br /&gt;HELLO. wen xin is sooooooo happy cause she ahem. ok. supposed to do chinese compo but end up slacking and youtubing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WENXIN:&lt;br /&gt;THERE ARE TWO TWINS IN THE ROOOOOM YO!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIFFANY:&lt;br /&gt;bye. we are going to camwhore. oh wait. i need to get a plastic bag now. wen xin is hyperventilating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-264268102518224424?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/264268102518224424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=264268102518224424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/264268102518224424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/264268102518224424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/03/hai-we-are-in-mc-cafe-downtown-east.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/ScSQ6GWA81I/AAAAAAAABYI/vWKLNPopztk/s72-c/Image158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-4788899071009051292</id><published>2009-03-19T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:16:52.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM A MODEL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN. POOF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not. Reality hits you really hard sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-4788899071009051292?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/4788899071009051292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=4788899071009051292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/4788899071009051292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/4788899071009051292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-model-and-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-4601940209787884761</id><published>2009-03-17T07:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T07:50:43.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why does the earpiece feel funny in my ear. And this is the in-ear kind of earpiece I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will ear pieces and I ever be friends?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-4601940209787884761?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/4601940209787884761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=4601940209787884761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/4601940209787884761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/4601940209787884761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-does-earpiece-feel-funny-in-my-ear.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-1283985114199432529</id><published>2009-03-15T18:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:41:15.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Identical by Ellen Hopkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READ IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not even being bias. (Twins much?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, PTD was okay, other then my parents ranting about me using the computer too much, making me come across as some internet addict or sumfink. It's also kind of cool 'cause I brought Kei to school to waste time away and.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used the webcam to take pictures. Ah ha. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SbzaS_aCuRI/AAAAAAAABX4/2b0ztRI1TGM/s1600-h/Image144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SbzaS_aCuRI/AAAAAAAABX4/2b0ztRI1TGM/s320/Image144.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313361680183507218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you can see the proof of 4E6's unity. See, almost the whole class donated their magnets.  How preeeeetty. (The noticeboard too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SbzaSpvK_NI/AAAAAAAABXw/TcsRv4WOMyg/s1600-h/Image149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SbzaSpvK_NI/AAAAAAAABXw/TcsRv4WOMyg/s320/Image149.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313361674366549202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherry is a slang for virginity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SbzaSR7ZanI/AAAAAAAABXo/E0ne0UN6UI4/s1600-h/Image147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SbzaSR7ZanI/AAAAAAAABXo/E0ne0UN6UI4/s320/Image147.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313361667975375474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN, is our noticeboard  fabulous. And the classroom looks clean, WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SbzaSERVnfI/AAAAAAAABXg/1JK3GoiU9y0/s1600-h/Image143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SbzaSERVnfI/AAAAAAAABXg/1JK3GoiU9y0/s320/Image143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313361664309304818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL PATRICK WHAT LOLOLOLOL. "DO WHAT YOU'RE BORN TO DO, SPONGEBOB! DANCE!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-1283985114199432529?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/1283985114199432529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=1283985114199432529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1283985114199432529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1283985114199432529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/03/identical-by-ellen-hopkins.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SbzaS_aCuRI/AAAAAAAABX4/2b0ztRI1TGM/s72-c/Image144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-8619975012078178733</id><published>2009-03-14T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:54:18.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE GIVE ME ONE OF THOSE JAPANESE CAKES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW&lt;br /&gt;NOW&lt;br /&gt;NOW&lt;br /&gt;NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF NOT FOR MY BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want those with plenty of strawberries? No chocolate pieces though. Chocolate cake is okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot. My birthday is on 13 May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH HEY WHERE ARE ALL MY LOYAL READERS COME BACK PLEASE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-8619975012078178733?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/8619975012078178733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=8619975012078178733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8619975012078178733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8619975012078178733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/03/god-damn-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-7846322549717350165</id><published>2009-03-13T12:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:09:36.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is so boring. I’m in the comp lab not doing anything and it’s freezing cold and I didn’t bring my thumbdrive and now Mrs Choo is being such a bloody NAG and argh damn it can she please shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh she shutup-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I passed my letter-writing, wait. More like “got 20/30” for letter writing, which is a hugggggeeeeeee acheivement for me seeing that I NEVER get anything above 18 for letters. Hmm, but it was an informal one. Ms Ng said I am the Queen of Informality but I suck completely at formal writing. Sigh. Another 20 for my mock examination 2 too. Hmm, well. Not bad. Tenses sucked as usual and I swore a lot. “Time is such a bitch” and “I bet Time is laughing its mean ass off.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry. I figured it would make my composition more interesting. I guess not. I want to hurry up and graduate so I don’t have to stick all these nonsense like no short forms and tenses and slangs. What the hell. Boring people from Cambridge has some serious issues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really tired. Why? I slept at 8pm for the last two days and woke up at only 6am. Isn’t that kind of incredible? Okay, so I’ve been making a lot of icons these few days and I neglected both blogger and LJ, and also my fics, but then. Sigh. I have a single-track mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing Mrs Choo say “Climate” sounds really wrong to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTD later on. Oh, and I have two subjects that could have gotten a B4. It’s a total change okay. Both English and Chinese were 59. It’s such a fucking waste. I tried begging for marks, but Mr Seah and Ms Ng both said it was too late. SIGHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, A1 for Science YAY! WOW. MY CHEMISTRY! HURRAY. Also, I only failed Math. 48. That’s like the a record for me. Only failing Math. Wow. Another record is that I got a C5 for Pure Geography. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else. A 50 for CH. B3 for F&amp;N. L1R4 a 21. Damn it it could have been a 19. Damn. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aim is 10. Sigh. I would need to get a A1 for Math. My target for mid-year. Okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to update my blog more. COME BACK MY FELLOW READERS/STALKERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-7846322549717350165?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/7846322549717350165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=7846322549717350165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/7846322549717350165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/7846322549717350165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-so-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-6163812783027110012</id><published>2009-03-11T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T18:28:49.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My blog. It's dead. But that's only because I don't really have anything to blog about. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then. Girl Guides. Stepping down soon. Gonna miss everyone. Sec ones are good girls. Way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yamada is really hot. So is Daiki. And Pen. And Pencil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID THEY THINK THEY CAN TRICK EVERYONE?! HOW NAIVE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona's iPod touch is cool. Me wants. I wants iPods Classsic anded nanos &amp; touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I have the money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-6163812783027110012?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/6163812783027110012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=6163812783027110012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/6163812783027110012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/6163812783027110012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-7485920083392782365</id><published>2009-03-02T16:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:54:27.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long time since I updated this green thing here, I know. What you want me to do, burn it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN’T CAUSE IT’S VIRTUAL, AAHAHAHHAHA. Why so lame, Wenxin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I’m pretty bored and without any internet connection and it is 3.19am here, I thought I would rant about something here on my Microsoft words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, haven’t been doing much lately. Unless you count me sleeping later these few days due to, oh Sims 2. Sims 2 is such a wonderful game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me tell you about this sim I made. She’s a girl whom I named Erina (ahahahaha). Anyway, I made her as a knowledge Young adult. She had a GPA of 4.0(straight A+s, oh my God. Now if only the real world is THAT easy) and she pretty out already maxed out the creativity, body and charisma skills, leaving only logic with one more skill level and the rest, about 2 or 3 more levels. She was in the drama major when graduated college with honors, had a job in the show biz(oh yeaaaaah) and appealed to a lot of guys who she randomly met, be it walking around in the dorm or out at downtown having dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s what she appears to be. She actually has about 4 to 5 lovers, and 2 crushes. I forgot. I think she has one with David, her first, who she met on the internet. David called her first and then they went for a date. Then they made out(I didn’t want them to, because David has a big nose) and they fell in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Neil, her dorm mate. Erina approached him because she wanted to join the secret society, and as they socialized they fell in love. (Partly my fault because I forced them to because I locked them up in Erina’s room and removed the door and then made them play kicky ball or something. You know how kicky ball makes the social meter fly. Then all of the sudden, I went mad and decided they should make out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho and then, there’s Cornor (stupid name I know), another sim I made. He was handsome, had a strong chemistry with Erina.  Erina asked Cornor out on a date to improve their failing friendship and lo and behold. Laaaaaveeers.&lt;br /&gt;Then comes April, yet another sim I made. A female one.&lt;br /&gt;Er, yeah. So they went out on a date because I was curious to know if females could go on dates and they could and then they made out, woohoo-ed twice in a photo booth and er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and there was this professor, another female, who’s old and kind of fat and irritating because she keeps calling me sim to complain about how Erina hasn’t been talking to her and once even asked to go shopping with her and one day I decided to make Erina invite this professor over to play kicky ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEY DEVELOPED A FUCKING CRUSH TOWARDS EACH OTHER. When Prof was going to leave they kissed each other. Goddamn it, I can’t even describe my feelings and expressions at that moment with any words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN, there’s this er, teenager. He’s April’s brother. Pedo much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that about summarises Erina’s life as a YA and her first quarter life as an adult. Wonder how she’ll live the rest, hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. Remember how I said I would force feed some Yamada and Daiki? Well here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SaueWssuD3I/AAAAAAAABXQ/b5c26LO798I/s1600-h/HeySayJUMP-2009Calendar004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 372px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SaueWssuD3I/AAAAAAAABXQ/b5c26LO798I/s400/HeySayJUMP-2009Calendar004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308510698579300210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is currently my wallpaper, and the reason I married him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SaueWMHQB_I/AAAAAAAABXI/Ht3ZrwYPzNY/s1600-h/HeySayJUMP-2009-Calendar-Card020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SaueWMHQB_I/AAAAAAAABXI/Ht3ZrwYPzNY/s400/HeySayJUMP-2009-Calendar-Card020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308510689832208370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the reason why I decided I should live with him, share a bed with him along with Yamada and then let nature takes it course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I'm not being delusional. Says who?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-7485920083392782365?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/7485920083392782365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=7485920083392782365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/7485920083392782365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/7485920083392782365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/03/long-time-since-i-updated-this-green.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SaueWssuD3I/AAAAAAAABXQ/b5c26LO798I/s72-c/HeySayJUMP-2009Calendar004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-5005970961087886893</id><published>2009-02-24T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:19:09.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&amp;N test tomorrow. Gave up on mugging. Is very hungry right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. Must. Stick. To. Diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odelia is lending me Sims 2 + Uni + NL. Hurray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I... need to download more songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO DO THE FUCKING DJ THING DAMN IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-5005970961087886893?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/5005970961087886893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=5005970961087886893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5005970961087886893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5005970961087886893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-2609575191126736914</id><published>2009-02-22T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T21:55:33.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS POST IS SPEICAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE AFTER APPROXIMATELY LIKE, 5 YEARS OF ARGUING AND COMPROMISING AND NEGOTIATING, I HAVE FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOTTEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY OWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAPTOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS BLOGGER/KEI(YES I NAMED IT KEI) VIRGIN POST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE PROUD KEI, BE PROUD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-2609575191126736914?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/2609575191126736914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=2609575191126736914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/2609575191126736914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/2609575191126736914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/02/this.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-7417700699587785040</id><published>2009-02-20T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:14:30.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me tell you a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 19th of February, three girls were late for school. These three girls were in fact Girl Guides, three very important ones, in charge of pulling the country and school's flags, and reciting the pledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, at 7am, the girls quickened their footsteps, and suddenly, Girl 2 received a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OI. HURRY UP!"&lt;br /&gt;"COMING LA."&lt;br /&gt;"RUN PLEASE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the girls ran, and ran, and suddenly, a fisherman appeared. They were by a fishing farm by the way. On a whim, the fisherman cried,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"DON'T RUN, LATER YOU FALL DOWN!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1 smirked. Fall down? Who does he think we are? Idiots? Just then, Girl 2 collided into Girl 1, and Girl 3 collided into Girl 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, I'm lazy to continue the stupid story. Where is my vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I collided into Fifi and Yunhan collided into me and the funny thing is that I was the only one who fell unglamorously, so now I have abrasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I falling down so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just down while I was bathing I kept wiggling because the water made the abrasions sting. Er, what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl Guides are cool. Arrogant people are not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-7417700699587785040?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/7417700699587785040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=7417700699587785040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/7417700699587785040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/7417700699587785040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/02/let-me-tell-you-story.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-7605612220593769478</id><published>2009-02-12T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:58:44.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. I apologised. I haven't been updating sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was doing my valentine's gift for everyone, and I just finished the cupcakes. Now I'm doing the cards and hopefully I cut the wrapper into the correct sizes or else I'm just pretty much screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, I went to Tiffany's house to bake today. Her 'oven' is a steamer-like griller and it made my cupcakes ugly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FINALLY, PICTURES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SZQpo9tHQ_I/AAAAAAAABWw/GrTbqJMc9Bw/s1600-h/DSC02147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SZQpo9tHQ_I/AAAAAAAABWw/GrTbqJMc9Bw/s320/DSC02147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301908445057205234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bought these hearts at Tanjong Katong Complex yesterday. Went with Tiffany and Yunhan and Tiffany was damn funny okay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was her first time baking. Must say her cup cakes turned out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SZQpooTQKRI/AAAAAAAABWo/tU3f4Z6mE1c/s1600-h/DSC02144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SZQpooTQKRI/AAAAAAAABWo/tU3f4Z6mE1c/s320/DSC02144.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301908439311591698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there're nerds. :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SZQposVuAnI/AAAAAAAABWg/IhYG-mgnhUE/s1600-h/DSC02142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SZQposVuAnI/AAAAAAAABWg/IhYG-mgnhUE/s320/DSC02142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301908440395678322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture would have been pretty if it wasn't for the lousy camera that belonged to my brother's phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SZQponZoMvI/AAAAAAAABWY/i1cx0L5Oack/s1600-h/DSC02136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SZQponZoMvI/AAAAAAAABWY/i1cx0L5Oack/s320/DSC02136.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301908439069897458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put them in the fridge for the frosting to set.  Yes, that's ginger behind. So what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SZQpofE9LBI/AAAAAAAABWQ/HbE7mMnMHaI/s1600-h/DSC02135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SZQpofE9LBI/AAAAAAAABWQ/HbE7mMnMHaI/s320/DSC02135.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301908436835707922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had about 4 plates of these. The fridge is full and my brother is wearing my GG hat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-7605612220593769478?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/7605612220593769478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=7605612220593769478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/7605612220593769478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/7605612220593769478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SZQpo9tHQ_I/AAAAAAAABWw/GrTbqJMc9Bw/s72-c/DSC02147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-2515315496383211324</id><published>2009-02-06T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:41:23.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I know I know. Sorry I suck that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nothing much today. Mrs Choo was really anti-toilet and SS map retest. Zhihao has once again proved his nonsensemest and Fiona and I kangfu-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to catch up with my songs. I'm so far behind. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my current always-playing-on-my-head song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re going on a trip in our favorite rocket ship&lt;br /&gt;Zooming through the sky, Little Einsteins&lt;br /&gt;Climb aboard, get ready to explore&lt;br /&gt;There’s so much to find, Little Einsteins&lt;br /&gt;We’re going on a mission, start the countdown&lt;br /&gt;5, 4, 321&lt;br /&gt;Everyone to rocket, rev it up now&lt;br /&gt;RRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;We’re going on a trip in our favorite rocket ship&lt;br /&gt;Zooming through the sky, Little Einsteins&lt;br /&gt;climb aboard, get ready to explore&lt;br /&gt;There’s so much to find, Little Einsteins&lt;br /&gt;come On - Let’s Go - Little Einsteins&lt;br /&gt;We need you, Little Einsteins - Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-2515315496383211324?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/2515315496383211324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=2515315496383211324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/2515315496383211324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/2515315496383211324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/02/d.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-3430247652671325759</id><published>2009-01-30T11:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T11:40:19.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fever yesterday, so I didn't go to school. Slept the whole day, and the medicine made me so drowsy and sleepy and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm practically voiceless and cold and in the comp lab with the aircon blowing at me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to force feed some Yamada and Daiki to you people some day. BECAUSE I CAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D Mrs Choo told me that my task analysis is 'not bad'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I signed off the email(to Mrs Choo) with "With loads of hugs and kisses" and she asked me, "Why so many hugs?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-3430247652671325759?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/3430247652671325759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=3430247652671325759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/3430247652671325759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/3430247652671325759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-1283070310497263033</id><published>2009-01-27T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:54:13.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I SWEAR YOU ALL MISS ME BLOGGING, RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADMIT IT. 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-1283070310497263033?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/1283070310497263033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=1283070310497263033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1283070310497263033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1283070310497263033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-swear-you-all-miss-me-blogging-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-1338130225107717773</id><published>2009-01-25T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T13:16:34.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gets killed for lack of updates*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-1338130225107717773?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/1338130225107717773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=1338130225107717773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1338130225107717773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1338130225107717773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-919230727346531858</id><published>2009-01-24T14:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T14:01:41.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHY IS MY MOM PLAYING CNY SONGS ON LOOP?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-919230727346531858?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/919230727346531858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=919230727346531858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/919230727346531858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/919230727346531858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-is-my-mom-playing-cny-songs-on-loop.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-5525066411278887290</id><published>2009-01-23T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:30:12.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I’m back in the computer lab doing F&amp;N coursework now. I’m incredibly sad and emo-ish today, so I’m sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also apologize for sabotaging the whole class by handing in my late assignment to Mrs “Oh-boring-and-naggy-like-shit” Vicky Tan. But I’m not sad and emo over that la. I’m not that sensitive to be bothered over the whole class feeling betrayed because of me. But I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Choo gave the class red packets once more. To the F&amp;N students. Oh yes, extra $2. She also gave us 2 round chocolates each. I gave mine to Adzfar because I hate chocolates. I am not normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry that I didn’t blog for a week. I forgot. Mrs Choo is telling us about children again and I’m not listening. I need to listen. It’s wrong not to. Or else I would mess up the coursework but here I am, blogging. Tell me you appreciate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like puking. I puked twice just now. Funny how I’m not puking now. I’m scared that I might puke when I go out with Judy and Alicia and Yunxuan and Rena and Hazel later on. Shucks. I’m such a dork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Choo is telling us to surf. I mean, surf the internet. I do that everyday. I get bored and tired and fed-up with the lack of updates from my bookmarks and I surf to random sites like cows and cannibalism. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not just say cannibalism. I’m sorry. It’s hell of a gross gore, seriously. Don’t google cannibalism if you want to remain pure and sinless. I’m washing my brain right now with extra strong soap and clay because I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw I was good. Now everything else is just crap. I want to watch My Bloody valentine 3D. Okay, Fifi just called me and I actually went to ask Mrs Choo if I could answer the call. I feel so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is time passing so slowly? Why. Hurry up. *pulls and pushes arrows/hands*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-5525066411278887290?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/5525066411278887290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=5525066411278887290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5525066411278887290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5525066411278887290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-im-back-in-computer-lab-doing-f.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-5667369736584015527</id><published>2009-01-22T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T11:15:09.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A quick post, because I’m in the comp lab doing F&amp;N coursework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Choo is being a really big nagger right now, and I seriously cannot take it. It’s worse than listening to Chinese New Year songs on replay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guides, later on. And today is Victoria’s birthday. Happy birthday, Vic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bell just rang, sigh. Bye all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-5667369736584015527?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/5667369736584015527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=5667369736584015527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5667369736584015527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5667369736584015527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/01/quick-post-because-im-in-comp-lab-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-5385722062286857411</id><published>2009-01-15T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T21:35:27.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today would be a good example of why I would miss Girl Guides a lot after graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I touch on that subject, just a quick overview of my day today. School as usual, had photo taking session, stayed back to finish up the decoration of the notice board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to Kai Zhi, Yan Hong, Odelia, Kai Ping, Charlotte, Zahirah and Zhi Hao who stayed back to help out. Dera is not counted because she's supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so it's not done. But the 'notices' board is really pretttty okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went for Guides for a while, then Dera, Liz and I went to buy some chips and went home. Liz went off, Liyana joined us, and 3 guys asked us to go for their church and out of politeness we entertained them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Girl Guides. It's a cult, frankly speaking. The sec 4 batch is really a cult, and we embrace GULISM. It was banned after it was discovered, but we practice it in silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany and YunHan were really crazy today. I wish I have videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: GO DISTURB THE BAND MEMBERS.&lt;br /&gt;YH: OKAY. *runs off madly and starts prancing insanely around the band members playing the tuba*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were playing truth or dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all started being stupid forced-turn the marker or something and admitted to being bisexual and asked people their darkest secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YH: I st0Le3 miie fwE3n's rubBe3r iin pwenmAliiIy sch0ol. (I stole my friend's eraser when I was in Primary School.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I died typing that in twit okay. She really said it like that. She even had a spastic look to go with it, like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SW87KQ1L7dI/AAAAAAAABUU/MMrOU4WhBX8/s1600-h/britney+retarded+hrhr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SW87KQ1L7dI/AAAAAAAABUU/MMrOU4WhBX8/s320/britney+retarded+hrhr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291513134686399954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's Britney, so what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fangirls like gay couples. What the hell is wrong with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Hakim. *waves at map of Saudi*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-5385722062286857411?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/5385722062286857411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=5385722062286857411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5385722062286857411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5385722062286857411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-would-be-good-example-of-why-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SW87KQ1L7dI/AAAAAAAABUU/MMrOU4WhBX8/s72-c/britney+retarded+hrhr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-1271818971074746078</id><published>2009-01-14T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:45:24.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;There are times where I envy Fifi. Now it's probably one of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I have people who would buy HSJ stuff for me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE HAVE LIKE, 16 BUCKS TO SPARE. :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:500%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifi is like, lending me 50 bucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-1271818971074746078?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/1271818971074746078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=1271818971074746078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1271818971074746078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1271818971074746078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/01/there-are-times-where-i-envy-fifi.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-482263004334623072</id><published>2009-01-13T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T22:00:22.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I've not been blogging much. Sigh. I'm such a... Idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK IDK IDK YAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's new. My mother mistook conditioner for shampoo so now I have to use my brother's shampoo, which is totally... stinky. It's green tea argh wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl Guides just now. What did we do. I got irritated, and Kimberly was bloody damn high for the whole day. I found out that Mark knows my secret for close a year, and I didn't know, and I'm just so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:l Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is becoming an emo post, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO MUSE TO CONTINUE MY FICS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand how and why people are bothered to update their facebook/friendster/whateveronlinesocialnetwork here. I know I'm not bothered. And I just joined Hakim's mafia family. I thought I was supposed to be the Mafia boss's daughter. Sigh, apparently the genes skipped a generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father don't smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs are itchy. *scratches*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAMADA'S VOICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father is expecting me to lock myself up in my room and mug like crazy now. So I'm a little bemused. It doesn't help neither that my aim for L1R4 is like, 10 points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TING TINGS CONCERT IS TODAY. WAS. NOW. OMG. 2 HOURS AGAIN. AT 8. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TOTALLY MISSED IT AHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Levels. Why don't you just burn and die. Be right back as I lead my group of skilled mafias to the headquaters to burn all papers and computers and everything associated with GCE O levels. *puts on face mask*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-482263004334623072?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/482263004334623072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=482263004334623072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/482263004334623072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/482263004334623072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-know-ive-not-been-blogging-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-8275893151662713704</id><published>2009-01-09T19:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T19:08:40.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THRSJTHDJDSHRGSRGREHETJYTKT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really bored weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-8275893151662713704?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/8275893151662713704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=8275893151662713704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8275893151662713704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8275893151662713704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/01/thrsjthdjdshrgsrgrehetjytkt-everyone-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-668246176868276628</id><published>2009-01-06T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:01:59.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My friend says I should write angst, and logs off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fuck you. I mean you. Like, you. Fuck you so badly. Fuck. You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my friend is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orz, why today the Yamada lookalike never appear :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-668246176868276628?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/668246176868276628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=668246176868276628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/668246176868276628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/668246176868276628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-friend-says-i-should-write-angst-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-5289504179134958580</id><published>2009-01-05T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:45:59.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The quiz just made me feel so stupid, but I really want to spazz right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, just now on my way home, I saw this guy who looked totally like Yamada, same hair, same face, same body shape, and I almost stalked him, but his friend was looking at me weirdly so I ditched the idea and I'm regretting it and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO ARE YOUUUUUUUUU?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-5289504179134958580?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/5289504179134958580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=5289504179134958580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5289504179134958580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5289504179134958580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/01/quiz-just-made-me-feel-so-stupid-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-8437880621487431561</id><published>2009-01-05T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:43:28.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>01. What have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;Fan fiction-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;No, lol. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. What happened at 10.00am today? &lt;br /&gt;Er. Mission Seminar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. When did you last cry? &lt;br /&gt;Mission Seminar. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Believe in fate/destiny?&lt;br /&gt;Idk. Fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. What do you want in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;OMG. IDK. SO MANY THINGSSSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just put up your hood?&lt;br /&gt;UMBRELLA. Because it's totally &lt;b&gt;chio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. What's your favourite thing to have on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;My big fluffy pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. What bottom are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;Bermudas. Dk how to spell la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's the nicest text in your inbox say? &lt;br /&gt;Er. "You are full of win." I just made that up. Idk, I'm lazy to check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Hell, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;Angst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you proud of?&lt;br /&gt;My fan fictions. HAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What does the oldest text message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;". We're meeting at e control station right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud? &lt;br /&gt;Thrill by Hey! Say! BEST. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Do you have any nicknames? &lt;br /&gt;Erin, wx, xin. Idk a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What does your last received text message say?&lt;br /&gt;"Reaching"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What time did you go to bed last night? &lt;br /&gt;1 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Somewhat. If I forget about all the things I lost yesterday. :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who gives you best advice? &lt;br /&gt;... Idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can? &lt;br /&gt;Ew, whut. I hate whipped cream. It's disgusting and tasteless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who did you talk on phone last night? &lt;br /&gt;Yun Jingggggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is anything bugging you right now?&lt;br /&gt;How to continue this fic, hmmm. AND THIS GUY OMG. NO IT'S NOT YAMADA OR DAIKI SRSLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What/who was the last thing/person to make you laugh? &lt;br /&gt;Hika, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you wear toe socks? &lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who was the last person you missed a call from?&lt;br /&gt;Yan Hong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever had your heartbroken? &lt;br /&gt;Yes. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What annoys you most in a person? &lt;br /&gt;Disrespect. Pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you have a crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;YES OMG. I'm so proud to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever done cocaine?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What is the colour of your room? &lt;br /&gt;PURPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollar? &lt;br /&gt;... Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you believe in the saying : talk is cheap?&lt;br /&gt;YES. :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Who was the last person to lie in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;My baby bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Who was the last person to hug you?&lt;br /&gt;Jing Ting :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Did anyone see the last person you kissed? &lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you have a life? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you ever think someone died, when they really didn't die?&lt;br /&gt;Whut. No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What is the reason behind your profile song? &lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO PROFILE SONG AND I'M PROUD OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Who was the last person you saw in your dream? &lt;br /&gt;Yamada. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Last time you smiled?&lt;br /&gt;Just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Have you changed this year?&lt;br /&gt;Too soon to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What are you listening right now? &lt;br /&gt;HSB - Thrill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Are you talking to someone when you doing this? &lt;br /&gt;Hika, about camps lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you walk with your eyes open or closed?&lt;br /&gt;Er. What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there a quote you live by?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you want someone you cannot have?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone. Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;Ukelele. I'm so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What was the worst idea you've had in this week?&lt;br /&gt;... Idk. I have loads of stupid ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. What are you doing last night at 11pm? &lt;br /&gt;Doing hmk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(missing question)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. What song best describe your love life?&lt;br /&gt;EH IDK LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Does the person know that you like him/her? &lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Who always make you laugh? &lt;br /&gt;Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you speak other language other than English? &lt;br /&gt;Chinese and a little Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Favourite website(s)? &lt;br /&gt;MY LJ F-PAGE, LOL. Whut o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. What's your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. What are you doing tomorrow? &lt;br /&gt;School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;I'm Miss World 2009. Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is with this emo question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Where have you been today? &lt;br /&gt;Everywhere except there and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;Y8 flash games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Who are you missing right now? &lt;br /&gt;... That guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. If you have to choose between friend and love, who will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;Friends la, friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;This fucking quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;Damai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Name 3 colours that you like?&lt;br /&gt;Green, red, orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. What emotion you like to show? &lt;br /&gt;...........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. What is your life to you? &lt;br /&gt;Er. Idk. Nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. If you have something troubling you, what will you do? &lt;br /&gt;Nothing la. Normally I forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Who did you last chat in msn today?&lt;br /&gt;Hika, Bryan now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Who do you admire most?&lt;br /&gt;You la you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Which month are you born in?&lt;br /&gt;May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;............... Whut. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. What is the time now?&lt;br /&gt;8.35pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. What kind of person do u think the one who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;Nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78.What colour did you use to dye hair?&lt;br /&gt;.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Why did you do this test?&lt;br /&gt;. Why, you ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. What do you do when you're moody? &lt;br /&gt;Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. At which age you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Who is more important to you?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. If today is the last day of your life, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;I'll stalk you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(missing question) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain?&lt;br /&gt;WHUT. It's true what, what the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. If you have a dream come true, what would it be? &lt;br /&gt;...... Wow. So many. Lol I can't choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;L1R5 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Do you believe in eternal love?&lt;br /&gt;Wtf is wrong with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. What feeling do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;Happy la, what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Do you really think Global Warming is happening now?&lt;br /&gt;Ya la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. What feeling do you hate most? &lt;br /&gt;Idk. Angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours? &lt;br /&gt;Yes. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Who cares for you most?&lt;br /&gt;Idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. What do you think is the most important thing in your life? &lt;br /&gt;Idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. What will you bring when you fight? &lt;br /&gt;Parangs and guns and my boyfriend if I have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. What have you done regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;Doing this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. What would you feel if no one no longer cares for you? &lt;br /&gt;Just die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(missing question) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. How do you feel now?&lt;br /&gt;Stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-8437880621487431561?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/8437880621487431561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=8437880621487431561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8437880621487431561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8437880621487431561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/01/01.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-5155754126099026127</id><published>2009-01-03T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T22:06:14.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HSJ gathering.</title><content type='html'>HSJ OUTING LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, I'm so emo. I come across as a sad and lonely woman within the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Hika/YX and Rena first. We were like so emo la, never talk. Then Judy, Alicia and the rest. Said hello awkwardly and went to the movies. All of them watched except for me, Rena and YX. The 3 of us emo-ed around the mall, walking here and there, wtf-ing at 600bucks earphones and drama DVDS. YX and me did the collab thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No muse, none. None. Muse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SV9uUnSIGbI/AAAAAAAABUM/mBiwbNMBO2U/s1600-h/P1030039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SV9uUnSIGbI/AAAAAAAABUM/mBiwbNMBO2U/s320/P1030039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287065787977701810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rena, YX and me. Shit la my face so twit wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SV9uUsve0-I/AAAAAAAABUE/rcejr6pAq58/s1600-h/P1030038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SV9uUsve0-I/AAAAAAAABUE/rcejr6pAq58/s320/P1030038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287065789443003362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK LA OMG. I so twit omg. From above clockwise, Adelia, Hazel, Judy, Alicia, Rena, FUCKINGTWITME, YX, Marcia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so crude nowadays. Sorry. These people were lovely and they baked me cookies okay. I love them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-5155754126099026127?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/5155754126099026127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=5155754126099026127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5155754126099026127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5155754126099026127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/01/hsj-gathering.html' title='HSJ gathering.'/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SV9uUnSIGbI/AAAAAAAABUM/mBiwbNMBO2U/s72-c/P1030039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-6901244043384401138</id><published>2009-01-02T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T16:56:35.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GATHERING'S TOMORROW!!! HAHAHAHAHHA. So excited. Am I glad I'm not involved in Sec One orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those boys. Sick bastards fucking assholes omg. Sorry, my language slipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been updating much. Mostly always at my LJ, with my fanfics and stuff, and my life-lessness. And Amelia still hasn't uploaded the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like... I'm 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifi your blog is scary now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakim I want the Ting Tings' album. Are you coming back? I'm so broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So broke. Tomorrow how to go gathering siaaaaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-6901244043384401138?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/6901244043384401138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=6901244043384401138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/6901244043384401138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/6901244043384401138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-3768248334378061673</id><published>2008-12-31T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:08:01.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know how much life sucks for me now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday, wordpad made 3 of my fics disappear. There were all near or over 1000 words long, almost completed or completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of them was a collab with my friend. It was important. It was long. And now it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nevermind. I went to bed, pissed off, cooled a little and went back to the comp. I talked to my angst-writter friend while writting it. It went good. I saved the fic at 4am before going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up at 8am and the fic is gone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... So now I'm using notepad. Wordpad sucks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent the fic to be beta'd by my angst-writter friend, to get it proof-read, and I finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What, homework? No, I'm not done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and I tried all 3 of my online network TV to catch the Japan countdown. I've been trying since freaking 9pm but at 10.45pm it still doesn't want to start and I freaking missed HSJ's performance and it's 2009 in Japan now. 11pm was their 12 midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now there's no more HSJ performance because 6 of them are not old enough. You have to be 18 or above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then AFTER their performance, and after 12midnight in Japan, I connected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. HSJ has to go home to sleep cause they're too young.&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know, there was this part where they zoomed in at Yamada and Daiki and the rest when they were in the audience watching, and Daiki was hooting and I was like LOL SO CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it lagged like fsgehehag and I just closed the bloody shitass thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, what homework? No, not done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-3768248334378061673?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/3768248334378061673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=3768248334378061673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/3768248334378061673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/3768248334378061673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-know-how-much-life-sucks-for-me-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-5541683186277536161</id><published>2008-12-30T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T16:38:01.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to Hika so happily and then Liyana asked me to go to school to soak firewood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To that, I replied, "...Want to fight arh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk. I think I was really sdghdthd just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I went for Guides. For nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What did you learn today,&lt;br /&gt;I learned nothing&lt;br /&gt;What did you do today,&lt;br /&gt;I did nothing&lt;br /&gt;What did you learn at school,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go-o&lt;br /&gt;Why did you go to school,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;It's cool, to know nothing&lt;br /&gt;It's cool, to know nothing&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Dera's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID NOTHING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-5541683186277536161?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/5541683186277536161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=5541683186277536161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5541683186277536161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5541683186277536161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-6569265307638271279</id><published>2008-12-28T12:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T12:44:04.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I told Kai Zhi yesterday that whoever haven't heard of Sims 2 are the saddest creatures on the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun Han lend me Sims 2 again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-6569265307638271279?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/6569265307638271279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=6569265307638271279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/6569265307638271279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/6569265307638271279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-told-kai-zhi-yesterday-that-whoever.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-8539851004351045565</id><published>2008-12-27T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T22:06:24.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I told Dera that one day, if I ever become famous as a singer or what, I'll sing a song about tank tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just bought a tanktop that has a hoodie. That made me very happy. Then I saw this red checkered jacket and I'm all :l.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOO. I'm having a HSJ gathering! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hops off*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-8539851004351045565?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/8539851004351045565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=8539851004351045565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8539851004351045565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8539851004351045565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-8131915599871319704</id><published>2008-12-24T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T19:16:10.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know it'll be extremely rude to not say this, and even if there's still like... 5 hours till the day is over, Britney Spears just made me very happy with her song and voice so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Merry X'mas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I just made you extremely happy. So now, I want LG Ice Cream, 1-or-2-year worth of MYOJO and Duet, 100 stamps to Japan, some clothes, perferably formal-looking ones, tank tops, a hair iron, some strawberries, Britney Spears album, tickets to see The Ting Tings, friends to go to the concert with, HSJ in SG, Yamada's hug, Daiki's kiss, Keito's reply letter, some coloured pens, some HSJ-related things, iPod touch and a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and YunJing gave Kimberly Rudolph's nose. I can never spell that name. Goshdamnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mark. Ha. Haha. HAHAHAHA. You know, the lime juice thing was really nice tasting. What was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so cold. I haven't bathed, but I'm so lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised I forgot to send the letter. *smacksface*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the stupid corrupted people letters. I forgot too. TIFFANY WHAT IS YOUR ADDRESS?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YANHONG, AMELIA AND YUNHAN FOR GOING KINO WITH ME, OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I think that's about all there is. Gosh Britney Spears, you totally rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-8131915599871319704?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/8131915599871319704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=8131915599871319704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8131915599871319704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8131915599871319704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-know-itll-be-extremely-rude-to-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-2826086528322360281</id><published>2008-12-24T10:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T10:50:17.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I DON'T GET IT! WHY RELEASE A PISTACHIO COLOUR-SCHEMED FOR A PHONE YOU CALL 'ICE CREAM' WHEN HALF THE WORLD DOESN'T KNOW WHAT IT IS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISN'T 'CHOCOLATE' A BETTER ONE? I MEAN, THEY SELL ICECREAM WITH CHOCOLATE, STRAWBERRY AND VANILLA ALL IN ONE CARTON RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT COLOUR IS SO UGLY. NOT AS UGLY AS PINK, BUT STILL UGLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I typing in caps? Er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry X'mas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-2826086528322360281?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/2826086528322360281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=2826086528322360281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/2826086528322360281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/2826086528322360281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-get-it-why-release-pistachio.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-6740969464132189722</id><published>2008-12-24T10:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T10:44:40.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so tired. Mark's party's in 2 hours, I have 6 letters to send, 5 which are not done, 1 without an address(bceause I don't know it), a room to clean up, a few fics to finish and a kazillion homework to finish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This isn't much of a life, eh. Sigh. AIM is being a complete shito and I can't log in to talk with my California friend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Justin's Jokes corner is lame and Hilarious. What do you call an old snowman? WATER! And the Star Wars joke is a complete shito that it was funny. In a quiet way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Selene you need to beat Justin to be famous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday I went out to do homework. With Yanhong, Amelia, Elizabeth, Yun Han and Samuel Gan, Amelia's friend, and guess what.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We didn't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I mean, we did. But I only did about... 4 math questions. Yunhan and I stalked Irsyad and Shannon in a weird way, Elizabeth and Amelia stalked a caucasian guy, and Yanhong still hasn't eaten her Lays. Elizabeth went home. Samuel Gan went home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, after much persuasion, we went to Bugis Kinokuniya to buy my magazine(DUET1) and I was so happy and everything. I think I'll get Myojo today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me and YunHan went to eat ice kachang and Yanhong and Amelia went to Bugis Street. Er. It was pretty boring. Yunhan fangirl-ed with me. I love that woman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SVGhZmWtmuI/AAAAAAAABT8/ShlcZDSoHYY/s1600-h/2531818815_50e1d80790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SVGhZmWtmuI/AAAAAAAABT8/ShlcZDSoHYY/s320/2531818815_50e1d80790.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283181299046914786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Ice Kachang picture.&lt;p&gt;Then we went home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's so typical. Argh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SVGhZVyN-EI/AAAAAAAABT0/PEdHzdDWOnE/s1600-h/2041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SVGhZVyN-EI/AAAAAAAABT0/PEdHzdDWOnE/s320/2041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283181294598879298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this phone. Because it's a flip phone. A calm phone. Whatever. I want it. I don't care if it supports Korean language and not Japanese. I don't care. I will manipulate my father, who has connections with LG stuff, to get this phone for me. I don't even care if I get the pink one. Wait, I do. So I would want the white one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, it's Christmas Eve?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-6740969464132189722?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/6740969464132189722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=6740969464132189722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/6740969464132189722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/6740969464132189722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SVGhZmWtmuI/AAAAAAAABT8/ShlcZDSoHYY/s72-c/2531818815_50e1d80790.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-3642626430850069155</id><published>2008-12-22T15:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:48:27.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;HELLO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't be any bored-er than how I am now, but yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, can anyone go to The Ting Tings' concert with me on 13th January? It's 50 bucks, student price. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I plead you. Yes, I do. Please please please please please please please?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, back to my fic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-3642626430850069155?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/3642626430850069155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=3642626430850069155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/3642626430850069155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/3642626430850069155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-5343095867019704585</id><published>2008-12-20T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:28:54.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:2000%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-5343095867019704585?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/5343095867019704585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=5343095867019704585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5343095867019704585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5343095867019704585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/orz.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-8222299129363460127</id><published>2008-12-20T15:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:28:19.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know about you, but I am very much in need of a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not complaining, but I wish I have happier things to blog about except HSJ and etc. But they're all over at my LJ, so it's pretty empty here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to Yun Jing's house yesterday hopefully to get some homework done, but we all but managed to do one question for Mathematics, and ditched it to use her computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has the same modem, CPU and keyboard as me. Isn't that cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I showed her Yamada's smirk, 'shadow', his perfume dance etc etc. Opps, I'm not supposed to say these things here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I drank coffee at her house, and we plarrhf-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised the word verification thing IS GONE. IS IT REALLY GONE?! OH BLOGGER HAS ANSWERED MY CRIES AFTER 4 TIMES! YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just hope AIM wouldn't screw my verification mail. Or else I would need to make another screen name, which is just idiotic. orz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-8222299129363460127?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/8222299129363460127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=8222299129363460127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8222299129363460127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8222299129363460127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-know-about-you-but-i-am-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-1139282314213749917</id><published>2008-12-20T10:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T10:45:26.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Fifi. Lol. We said David Archuleta was boyband gay. Don't need for you to be hurt. I should have known when Hakim told me you had a five-minute temper span. Why aren't you online?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Yunjing wants to advertise the Plarrhf thing. Are you still in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it makes you feel better, I'll say sorry again. I apologise. Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-1139282314213749917?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/1139282314213749917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=1139282314213749917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1139282314213749917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1139282314213749917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi-fifi.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-8032757320350161864</id><published>2008-12-18T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:12:28.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello fifi. It was a joke. and i thought you said you didn't care whether people critisise david and whatever and I get people calling yamada gay and does blowjobs and etc all the time and if i didn't call about your feelings i would have told you staight in the face that i thought david was gay. so there. i'm sorry. but i'm fucking pissed off by the fact that you said that these values, critisising other's idols for entertainment, that HSJ taught me that. I dunno. It just pissed me off. I was also hurt that you didn't know whether Eri was a girl or boy. I thought it was so goddamn obvious considering that my alias is Erin and everything. If you want to know, me and Hakim both think DA is boyband gay without a boyband but so is yamada, so to me it's a good thing. We were discussing the different genres DA could do except for pop and we thought classic suited him. Then I shall that post of yours and I asked Hakim for help and he logged off and left me to my misery. Why am I even typing this. Damn, I should be continuing the sequeal for that retarded crack!fic I wrote. I don't even think it's funny anymore. My leg hurts but I'm feeling so goddamn, I don't want to say it, crushed. I said it. Damn, do I feel stupid. Why the fuck do I even care. I think it's because I'm your friend. But you used to think that Yamada was gayish.Don't argue, I have proof. Okay I can't find it, my chat log sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I opened my chatlog and the first thing I saw was, "salamahafifi.y: Nya i love you." And I started crying. Not really. But I think I did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed, but I'm sorry. But I'm still pissed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-8032757320350161864?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/8032757320350161864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=8032757320350161864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8032757320350161864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8032757320350161864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-fifi.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-6285552934714412110</id><published>2008-12-18T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T20:54:56.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:2000%;"&gt;:l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-6285552934714412110?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/6285552934714412110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=6285552934714412110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/6285552934714412110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/6285552934714412110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/l_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-1413503311786913859</id><published>2008-12-18T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T20:40:07.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soooooo. I ditched my California friends for some Asian real-life hanging out with Yun Han and Elizabeth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with me around and after the first movie we watched, we went crazy and wtched two movies today. Haha. How brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SUo-nvtOK4I/AAAAAAAABTs/9fbkcmD6PFE/s1600-h/YesManPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SUo-nvtOK4I/AAAAAAAABTs/9fbkcmD6PFE/s320/YesManPoster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281102365587286914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES MAN. Was totally hilarious. Holy crap, am I in love with that man. Jim Carrey. And the woman. I forgot her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Yes. HAHAHAH &lt;s&gt;YUN JING&lt;/s&gt;DERA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SUo-ngpXJJI/AAAAAAAABTk/yOkegczBP9o/s1600-h/1218551569-angus_thongs_and_full_frontal_snogging_ver3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SUo-ngpXJJI/AAAAAAAABTk/yOkegczBP9o/s320/1218551569-angus_thongs_and_full_frontal_snogging_ver3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281102361544565906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG DID YOU KNOW THAT BRITISH GUY ARE HOT AND OMG THEY ARE HOT AND OMG. I don't know. I didn't know. Now I know. And the soundtrack probably rocks. I'm gonna buy it. Like how Elizabeth bought the Enchanted soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy crap. I think. I'm in love with that lead singer guy. And the Dave guy who got manipulated. And the Robbie guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah. I only love Daiki and Yamada and Pen and PEncil. Shit. I can't mention any of the Japanese guys here. Oh crap oh crap. But I'm lazy to backspace. Forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IdrFFX2r3ZU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IdrFFX2r3ZU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultraviolet because it's cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-1413503311786913859?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/1413503311786913859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=1413503311786913859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1413503311786913859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1413503311786913859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/soooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SUo-nvtOK4I/AAAAAAAABTs/9fbkcmD6PFE/s72-c/YesManPoster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-5050485465358712434</id><published>2008-12-18T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T10:08:46.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DERA YOU HANG UP ON ME YESTERDAY! Tthhtarwef-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm leaving in 5 minutes time, so a little self-proclaimation here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall make "Who is Ryosuke's Father" my crack-iest fan fiction yet. Really. I'm even working on a sequeal, but I doubt it would be as good as the first one. I was amazed. I even dreamt of it. I mean, people commenting on the sotry. I was so happy. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gets kicked*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;salamahafifi.com (218.186.12.227) wrote:&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 17th, 2008 11:28 am (UTC)&lt;br /&gt;EH. Eri girl or boy. Why would he/she have to go for sperm donation if he/she is a girl? I assume the other guy is the husband. And eh. They're siblings!??!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddamn it, nyo. Eri is a girl. It's a dream. And why she didn't participate in the sperm donation. She WENT for sperm donation. Wait she didn't. I mean, ah. Whatever. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, I'm late. I'm off to send lettterrrrrs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-5050485465358712434?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/5050485465358712434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=5050485465358712434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5050485465358712434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5050485465358712434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/dera-you-hang-up-on-me-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-2090074387445837927</id><published>2008-12-16T12:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:07:41.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:1000%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:l&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-2090074387445837927?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/2090074387445837927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=2090074387445837927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/2090074387445837927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/2090074387445837927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/l.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-1898818517314651596</id><published>2008-12-16T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:06:54.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So... I spend 1 hour talking on the phone with Dera yesterday, discussing where to go, when to go, what to do, and then she tells me she can't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm like. :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;:l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing describe my expression and feelings right now and then other than :l.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful is the :l face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:300%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:l&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-1898818517314651596?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/1898818517314651596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=1898818517314651596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1898818517314651596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1898818517314651596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/so_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-8131043422317000380</id><published>2008-12-14T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:22:44.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So... I got a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so pathetic. It has no camera, no MP3 player. It has Sudoku though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad says it's a temporary one. For six months. Yeah. Huuray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Selene you can call me now. Do it soon, please. I want to go out. And Yun Jing too. Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I posted my fanfictions on the communities in LJ, and I've gotten positive comments! I'm so happy. I'm glad people thought the story was cute. Ahahahahaha, but I left the totally skipped the second chapter before going on to the third one, and I posted the third one already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... It was pretty confusing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing the second chapter now, and I'm stuck. Gosh damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made another California friend, and we're sort of doing a collab now. I'm so happy! I really liked her fic, and she commented on my fic and I just sort of asked her if I could borrow her OC for my fic. And she said yes. Huuray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to make a list of my fics. I leave them all hanging and not bothering to continue them! Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bb i nid 2 go bck 2 meh fics now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-8131043422317000380?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/8131043422317000380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=8131043422317000380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8131043422317000380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8131043422317000380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-420363689976877619</id><published>2008-12-13T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T09:28:59.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm talking to my new friend from California now. We both like Yamada, so I'm really happy. I'm helping her on her fan fiction, and she agreed to let my OC(Own Character) be in it! She's paired with Daiki, so I'm really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... Britney Spears is back, but. Did you guys watch the Circus MV? What the fuck is that white g-string outfit with netting? Oh gosh it's so ugly. And then, oh my God, the skin bra with those black lacy things covering her nipples. It's so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like her hair though. Ah ha. And her Ringleader outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gosh damn it, her songs are so addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised that people only tag me when I mention them. Shall I mention everyone's name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERYONE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that has got to be the lamest thing I've done all day, and it's only 9.28am. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-420363689976877619?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/420363689976877619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=420363689976877619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/420363689976877619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/420363689976877619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-talking-to-my-new-friend-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-1073438070198341760</id><published>2008-12-12T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:25.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm... bored. I'm sending a letter to Japan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-1073438070198341760?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/1073438070198341760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=1073438070198341760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1073438070198341760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1073438070198341760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-8100104851147026609</id><published>2008-12-11T08:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:22:28.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss Liz. 'Cause she's in Hong Kong now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Yun Han and Tiffany. I want to go out with them now. &lt;strong&gt;Yun, Tiff, if you see this, call my house, m'kay? My phone's dead.&lt;/strong&gt; If you don't know my house number... Just kill yourself, and I'll kill myself too. We'll meet in our heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Yan Hong and Amelia. Because... I just do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Yun Jing because she's in somewhereiforgotwhere and I want to ask her to teach me something so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Hakim because he's not in Singapore 'nymore and still hasn't onlined. I miss talking to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Fifi because she's not online to fangirl with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Zhihao and his nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Fiona and her lawyer-speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Selene and her crappiness and lameness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Kai Zhi and her baboon power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss Mark 'cause he's going overseas again. Bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I... actually missed school. I want to go back to school. Okay, take that back. I haven't finished my homework. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely unrelated note, this 'Like Me' cheorography is ownage. Gosh, I haven't used M@p135p33ch since forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6CCI7vuzGOY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6CCI7vuzGOY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-8100104851147026609?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/8100104851147026609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=8100104851147026609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8100104851147026609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8100104851147026609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-miss-liz.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-2733545538282501308</id><published>2008-12-10T15:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:16:48.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loneliness rant.</title><content type='html'>I have a few thousand blogs on my &lt;s&gt;stalk list&lt;/s&gt;bookmark, but I'm still bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes everyone. I have checked all the blogs available to me in 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored. So bored. And I think I update my LJ more than blogger now. That reminds me, there is supposed to be English today, but I didn't go. I own Miss Ng a couple of book reviews and newspaper articles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm so lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... Hakim is going, I think today? I don't talk to Hakim other than using the means of Fifi's tagboard or MSN or my tagboard, but he is such a fun person. And because of the wonders of technology, I probably will still get to talk to Hakim unless his or my computer dies, so it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm miss Laura though. Remember we still have a political party to set up one day, Hakim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lonely nowadays. I don't get to talk to Elizabeth or Yunhan or Tiffany because my phone just died. Not just. It's been one and half week already. Yanhong. Amelia, I don't talk to her much these few days. I guess it's always me and YunJing during school days, but she's overseas now. Mark. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad Fifi likes Daiki. Fangirling with someone is extrmemely fun. I haven't done it since I was in primary 6, with Chloe, but I rarely talk to her now. I lost contact with pretty much everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have no friends from my tuition centre. Most of them dress like... Ah lians and ah bengs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, bye. I'm going to my emo corner to do crunches now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-2733545538282501308?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/2733545538282501308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=2733545538282501308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/2733545538282501308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/2733545538282501308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/loneliness-rant.html' title='Loneliness rant.'/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-4162333718249505160</id><published>2008-12-10T13:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:29:38.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry cakes.</title><content type='html'>Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/ST9Ssg3TXNI/AAAAAAAABTc/guInSOwNZ3M/s1600-h/OMFFFFFFFG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/ST9Ssg3TXNI/AAAAAAAABTc/guInSOwNZ3M/s320/OMFFFFFFFG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278028212991122642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORLD'S BIGGEST STRAWBERRY CAKE. I think. But who cares. I think there's several million strawberries in that fake one. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/ST9SsvoWyPI/AAAAAAAABTU/sdLCJqSIwZE/s1600-h/strawberry_cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/ST9SsvoWyPI/AAAAAAAABTU/sdLCJqSIwZE/s320/strawberry_cake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278028216954964210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I marry with this cake.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/ST9Ssa9GXPI/AAAAAAAABTM/j2_bHAydiH0/s1600-h/IMG_7744_trta2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/ST9Ssa9GXPI/AAAAAAAABTM/j2_bHAydiH0/s320/IMG_7744_trta2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278028211404823794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Strawberry cake with strawberries. ethrjrsjrahetjrukshsraga&lt;3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/ST9SsdQhJ5I/AAAAAAAABTE/O7zGcf9ROB8/s320/cake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278028212023142290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Why do they have to slice the strawberries so thinnly? Why not just slab them on whole? Stingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/ST9SsPsOLzI/AAAAAAAABS8/YKYPmx5qLN8/s1600-h/2193252056_84ae888785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/ST9SsPsOLzI/AAAAAAAABS8/YKYPmx5qLN8/s320/2193252056_84ae888785.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278028208381243186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gherauhegeryhtjmkgm&lt;33.&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-4162333718249505160?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/4162333718249505160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=4162333718249505160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/4162333718249505160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/4162333718249505160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/strawberry-cakes.html' title='Strawberry cakes.'/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/ST9Ssg3TXNI/AAAAAAAABTc/guInSOwNZ3M/s72-c/OMFFFFFFFG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-1650435696720440042</id><published>2008-12-09T10:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:26:51.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been lacking mucho in my sense of humor nowadays. I just tried to write a fluff fic, but it has failed me terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I... need ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to write angst fics, although, to me, angst fics are incredibly easy to write. The person just has to feel sad and suicidal in the end. But... crack fics. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*feels sad and suicidal.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E2gBSdA-M5w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E2gBSdA-M5w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with this 'Striptease' cheoreography.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-1650435696720440042?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/1650435696720440042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=1650435696720440042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1650435696720440042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1650435696720440042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-been-lacking-mucho-in-my-sense-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-1798534481304106697</id><published>2008-12-08T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T09:45:39.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I GREW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/STx71uJbDzI/AAAAAAAABA8/n6f9LYrQj50/s1600-h/who_tall_are_you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/STx71uJbDzI/AAAAAAAABA8/n6f9LYrQj50/s320/who_tall_are_you.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277229026222214962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. I think I grew about 1.5cm. So, I'm 159.5cm now. It's so freaking cool. And when I woke up at 4am today and I checked my height just for the sake of it, I found out I was 163cm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*relishes the feeling of being taller than Yamada*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was surreal. I'll shrink back, but who cares? At that moment, I was only 1cm shorter than Daiki, and taller than Yamada! Hahahahhahaha, short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because I researched on height for Daiki yesterday. I'm such a caring wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*skips off to eat strawberries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. By the way, I think the "Who Tall are You" chart thing is stupid. But it being a mirror is cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-1798534481304106697?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/1798534481304106697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=1798534481304106697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1798534481304106697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1798534481304106697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-grew.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/STx71uJbDzI/AAAAAAAABA8/n6f9LYrQj50/s72-c/who_tall_are_you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-2866305862158028893</id><published>2008-12-07T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T14:35:44.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO, OH MY GOD I JUST FOUND A PACKET OF STRAWBERRIES IN THE FRIDGE SO I'M VERY HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VzCWATNBHVA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VzCWATNBHVA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea who this girl is, but I love her. I can't stop listening to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-2866305862158028893?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/2866305862158028893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=2866305862158028893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/2866305862158028893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/2866305862158028893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-oh-my-god-i-just-found-packet-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-5236483983079117071</id><published>2008-12-07T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T08:18:24.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I... survived tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having Combined Chemistry and E.Math tuition. Turns out I'm alone for Chemistry, and with Kaizhi for E.Math. The E.Math teacher was pretty irritating, but he wasn't bad. The Chemistry teacher talks too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm neglecting blogger mucho, because since my life pretty much revovles around H!P and Johnny's boys, I'll be at LJ much often. But I'll still update this piece of crap here, with bits of what happened here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-5236483983079117071?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/5236483983079117071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=5236483983079117071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5236483983079117071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5236483983079117071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/i.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-1353093878798051224</id><published>2008-12-06T04:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T04:30:45.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I stole this from... someone. I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?&lt;br /&gt;-Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How much cash do you have on you?&lt;br /&gt;- $8.70 I just counted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What words rhymes with "DOOR?"&lt;br /&gt;- Roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite planet?&lt;br /&gt;- My emo corner = my bed. Which has loads of Chemistry and Math formulaes plastered near it, not to mention my HSJ posters. Sorry, I'm a geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;- I DUN NOE. MAI FONE SPOWIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite ring on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;- Er, I don't know too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;- Monkey shirt from MiniToons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you "label" yourself?&lt;br /&gt;- Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Name the brand of your shoes you're currently wearing.&lt;br /&gt;- Hmm. These pair of brown sandals from 'Ripples'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bright or dark room?&lt;br /&gt;- Dark room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know who I stole it from. It was random. But her picture was pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;- Last night? Er. I think I was talking to Mark, while fangirling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What did your last text message you received on your cell say?&lt;br /&gt;- I DON'T KNOW. But the last time I check was YunJing saying she's off to Taiwan. Or something/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where is your nearest 7-11?&lt;br /&gt;- Past a couple of blocks, across the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's a word that you say a lot?&lt;br /&gt;- 'Oh my God' I guess that's not a word. Most probably 'oh' because it's first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who told you he/she loved you last?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Last furry thing you touched?&lt;br /&gt;- Lol, this kangaroo plushie my brother bought from Sydney. He's back now. He bought a wooden sword, a boomarang and couple of other useless stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days?&lt;br /&gt;- Er. I don't think I've touched any pill-like things for even 6 months. Or 7. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How many rolls of film do you need developed?&lt;br /&gt;- A LOT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite age you have been so far?&lt;br /&gt;- 15. 15. 15. I'm scared to advance. Second would be 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your worst enemy?&lt;br /&gt;- Parsley and green tea. Ew. And pink. Pink. Oh yes definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your current desktop picture?&lt;br /&gt;- This.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/STmO80z48aI/AAAAAAAABA0/sdpLicXUN8M/s1600-h/02012008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/STmO80z48aI/AAAAAAAABA0/sdpLicXUN8M/s320/02012008(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276405614060827042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last thing you said to someone?&lt;br /&gt;- "Okay." (To my brother who asked me to leave his room.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- Fly. I could it use it to make money. Like, 'I'll fly you to _____ and you'll need to pay me $_____'. Definitely a 4-digit. The first woman-plane! Come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you like someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes. Really. Why would I lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. The last song you listened to?&lt;br /&gt;- Taiyou no Namida by NewS. Because of the crack subs. Ohhhh, the curse of the pretty ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S NO TAG FOR THISSSSSSS!!! HUURAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-1353093878798051224?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/1353093878798051224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=1353093878798051224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1353093878798051224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1353093878798051224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-stole-this-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/STmO80z48aI/AAAAAAAABA0/sdpLicXUN8M/s72-c/02012008(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-5165980817503060938</id><published>2008-12-06T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T03:26:58.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WONG YUN HAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/llQS47b2Xvo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/llQS47b2Xvo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you. 'How to Act When Your Dog is Humping Your Leg'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm online at 3.25am for a reason! It's to study! Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-5165980817503060938?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/5165980817503060938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=5165980817503060938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5165980817503060938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/5165980817503060938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/wong-yun-han-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-1383779742023642833</id><published>2008-12-05T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:18:30.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I was saying, I decided to post all HSJ-related stuff in my live journal. That's all. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-1383779742023642833?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/1383779742023642833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=1383779742023642833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1383779742023642833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/1383779742023642833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/as-i-was-saying-i-decided-to-post-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-7127934329575538021</id><published>2008-12-05T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:17:11.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY FUCKING GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN YOU BLOGGER. DAMN YOU. I HOPE YOU GET SCREWED SO BADLY UP YOUR ASS THAT YOU ^#e^%&amp;$^^&amp;#%$&amp;^$&amp;*^%&amp;%#.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD. I WAS JOKING ABOUT MOVING TO LIVEJOURNAL, BUT I THINK I MIGHT JUST DO IT! YES! HOW DOES IT FEEL TO LOSE A BLOGGER NOW, HUH? HUH? HUH&gt;?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU COMPLETELY MADE ME LOSE A SUPER LONG AND HSJ-NON RELATED POST, YOU JERK! YOU KNOW HOW DIFFICULT IT WAS FOR ME TO TYPE IT! AND I WAS SO HAPPY TALKING ABOUT TAYLOR SWIFT'S 'LOVE STORY' AND YOU... YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN, YOU HAVE TO RUB IT IN WITH THE STUPID TUITION I HAVE TO GO IN 1 HOUR AND 45 MINUTES TIME. YOU HATE ME? I HATE YOU MORE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU DON'T LET ME POST PICTURES, FINE! BUT YOU LOSE MY FUCKING POSTS! ARGHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, did that make me feel good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-7127934329575538021?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/7127934329575538021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=7127934329575538021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/7127934329575538021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/7127934329575538021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-my-fucking-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-8362469504342643833</id><published>2008-12-05T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T15:52:12.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;WANT&lt;br /&gt;TO&lt;br /&gt;LISTEN&lt;br /&gt;TO&lt;br /&gt;THE&lt;br /&gt;42nd&lt;br /&gt;RADIO&lt;br /&gt;SHOW&lt;br /&gt;SO&lt;br /&gt;BADLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-8362469504342643833?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/8362469504342643833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=8362469504342643833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8362469504342643833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8362469504342643833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-want-to-listen-to-42nd-radio-show-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-8305661083082697071</id><published>2008-12-04T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:23:49.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-mychristmastree-start" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="width:440px;height:320px" width="440" height="320" data="http://stuff.pyzam.com/toys/christmasgifter.swf" quality="high" &lt;br /&gt;wmode="transparent" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="width" value="440"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="height" value="320"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="owner_name=wennxin&amp;pyzam_toy_id=3288008"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://stuff.pyzam.com/toys/christmasgifter.swf"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="align" value="middle"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys/view/mychristmastree"&gt;Christmas Gift Toy&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/myspacelayouts"&gt;MySpace Layouts&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com"&gt;pYzam.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.64NXC.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-mychristmastree-end" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-8305661083082697071?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/8305661083082697071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=8305661083082697071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8305661083082697071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8305661083082697071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-4187005421549795096</id><published>2008-12-04T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T18:43:43.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My parents... Are sending me to tuition. My no-tuition streak. Ruined. Like how my gets-a-edusave-award-every-year streak and my curry-everyday streak. Gone with the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. Off to register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I can't believe my mum is fussing over a meal at Pizza's Hut! It was for my brother's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S Salmon. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-4187005421549795096?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/4187005421549795096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=4187005421549795096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/4187005421549795096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/4187005421549795096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082408.post-8194301234346286749</id><published>2008-12-04T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:58:52.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I forgot about blogging for a moment because I actually went to LJ instead. I know. I'm sorry. But someone finally commented on my fanfics and I'm so happy! Yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cooked tomato fried rice. It's just rice with tomato sauce, an egg, and some hot dogs. Turned out pretty well. I'll cook more next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my old key board died on me. So, I stole my brother's keyboard since he's in Sydney right now. His keyboard is so flat and difficult to press. Like, a laptop's. I hate using laptop since it's so flat and... Weird.  Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember I said about my phone dying? Well, exactly what happened to it is that, when I turn it on, it would shut off by itself after a minute or two. So I can't really check out my messages. And my father just sold all the old phones so there's no spare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am now... non-commutive. HAhahahha, excuses for not being able to go to English and Girl Guides. Muahahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, the 'enter' button just got a mind on it's own and started 'entering' itself for a few seconds just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/STeMvvNb1EI/AAAAAAAABAM/14CsBWuWy2w/s1600-h/16052008(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/STeMvvNb1EI/AAAAAAAABAM/14CsBWuWy2w/s320/16052008(004).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275840240242381890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a random picture of... Frozen Strawberries. :D It's was a big mistake though. I cut them into little pieces and put them in water. I froze that, and the strawberries turned out... soggy. Lost it's flavour. Gone. Dead. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was prettier though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's freaking cold because it's raining. Lucky it doesn't snow. Or else, I might as well get myself freaking killed. I'm all covered up and drinking hot milo. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082408-8194301234346286749?l=retardedhaha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/feeds/8194301234346286749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082408&amp;postID=8194301234346286749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8194301234346286749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082408/posts/default/8194301234346286749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedhaha.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-forgot-about-blogging-for-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen Xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343390033565577548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/SIdbbTZFzgI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jR1PWuOOxwI/S220/Photo6431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhyHC_8As3o/STeMvvNb1EI/AAAAAAAABAM/14CsBWuWy2w/s72-c/16052008(004).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
