<?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-1202425784499367949</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:02:04.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INSIDE THE BUBBLE</title><subtitle type='html'>WHEN YOU DON'T NEED ANYTHING OR ANYONE ELSE BECAUSE ALL YOU HAVE IS ALL YOU WANT. WHEN YOU KNOW IT'LL BE THE HARDEST THING IN THE WORLD TO FIND ANOTHER GROUP OF PEOPLE WHO ARE THIS RIGHT FOR YOU. WHEN CHANGE HURTS BECAUSE IT MEANS SEPARATION. THAT'S WHEN YOU'RE IN THE BUBBLE.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-6060456472168644375</id><published>2010-08-28T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T23:42:06.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a Walk Down Memory Lane</title><content type='html'>Heyy there &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Fantastic Four&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sending that Facebook message to you guys, I suddenly remembered this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goshhh I'm so thankful that we created this blog! xD The best memories that we will ever, ever have in our lives are most probably found hereee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chicken Dance, the Chiu Fainting Incident, the Surprise Party, the It's Soo Hard Being Beautiful, etc etc etc.. Gahhh! I was laughing super crazily alone by myself!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us not grow apart lah ya even as we continue leading our separate lives now :) May we all not lose the child in us yo! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JuuChiiiiin! -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-6060456472168644375?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/6060456472168644375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=6060456472168644375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/6060456472168644375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/6060456472168644375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2010/08/taking-walk-down-memory-lane.html' title='Taking a Walk Down Memory Lane'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-440490089995522831</id><published>2009-08-12T09:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T09:48:12.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our blog is now private! Okay now any confrontation etc etc can be posted. Future US must know that there were downs in our friendships okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SoIfMgysg_I/AAAAAAAAAdo/QW7-MVw2IIw/s1600-h/6016_112763424389_697464389_2049677_1729339_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SoIfMgysg_I/AAAAAAAAAdo/QW7-MVw2IIw/s320/6016_112763424389_697464389_2049677_1729339_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368888005600510962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN! You guys didn't miss me?!?!?! Crap lah u people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;eleeeeeeneeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-440490089995522831?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/440490089995522831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=440490089995522831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/440490089995522831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/440490089995522831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-blog-is-now-private-okay-now-any.html' title=''/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SoIfMgysg_I/AAAAAAAAAdo/QW7-MVw2IIw/s72-c/6016_112763424389_697464389_2049677_1729339_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-7509038334239778283</id><published>2009-08-09T20:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T18:31:40.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello hello! I'm here to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I LOVE YOU, MY DEAR FRIENDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;=D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks to all of you guys who saved me last Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Although I felt violated and all lah. *blush* Nvm let me skip this part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last Thursday after PJ I had a terrible headache until I couldn't walk. That was the first (and last) time Mr Muscle failed to live up to his/her reputation! (DAMN!) So my dear friends were all sooooo sweet. What I remember was all of them were crowding around me and then Christina offering to piggyback me. People pulling me everywhere. Lol. Then Maya and Keshu, I think, ran and took the stretcher and then I don't know how many people carried me. (Damn Cun wei lie down on stretcher. Relax only. They all had to run like one kind.hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then they put me down in front of the stairs. I think it's cause they were thinking how to carry me up. So I told them I could walk. Then my super macho friends (Maya and Keshu-both so pretty but wah! manyak kuat oh!) pulled me up and suddenly Amirah and Vivient so coolly pulled my legs up and they carried me up!!! And everyone else were pushing my head, holding my neck and back etc. Like princess like that wei!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When we reached the second floor I heard Nicole's voice saying OMG WHAT HAPPENED?!?!? After I was much awake I found out that Ju Chin was laughing when she saw me being carried up and she said it was soo funny. =.= No wonder she's my good friend. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then I was put on the bed and everyone started... oh no. I'm so traumatised so I'm gonna skip this part. Hahahah! Anyway, Ju Chin wouldn't stop laughing. She, Maya, Nicole, Keshu and also Kae Lin pengerusi stayed back to jaga me. After awhile Kae Lin left for class. The rest stayed and did lotsa things good friends wouldn't do to their sick friend. Like, taking advantage of the situation and moving my hands around making me touch the wrong places. Then sticking my fingers into my nose, messing my hair, sleeping beside me. Ah.. How I love them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lol. Nah but they were really sweet. Made me feel like I was in a spa. Nicole massaging my head, Maya and Keshu massaging my hands and Ju Chin fanning me. Lol. Manyak shuang siut! Shall pretend to faint more often. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The others were really sweet too. My lover..Awwww! Came and visit me eh. Sorry I was sleeping when you came down. Hehe. And the rest of my classmates jaga-ing me after that. Christina so sweet messaged me to remind me to sleep when it was 11pm. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kesimpulannya, gua manyak manyak berterima kasih dan bersyukur kerana dikurniakan keluarga dan rakan-rakan yang sungguh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MARVELLOUS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Sn7Ozi3kL5I/AAAAAAAAAdg/Hd4du8t0t6s/s1600-h/DSC00877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367955190800723858" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Sn7Ozi3kL5I/AAAAAAAAAdg/Hd4du8t0t6s/s320/DSC00877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sekian, terima kasih. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;eleeeeeeneeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-7509038334239778283?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/7509038334239778283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=7509038334239778283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/7509038334239778283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/7509038334239778283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-hello-im-here-to-say.html' title='Lalala~'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Sn7Ozi3kL5I/AAAAAAAAAdg/Hd4du8t0t6s/s72-c/DSC00877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-1870014074315629503</id><published>2009-07-14T19:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:47:48.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CWC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SlxtltQp1DI/AAAAAAAAAdI/rf6DwsTX4mA/s1600-h/DSC01310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SlxtltQp1DI/AAAAAAAAAdI/rf6DwsTX4mA/s320/DSC01310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358278151236080690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our brother here turns 17 today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Slxvs5G6IdI/AAAAAAAAAdY/0qUNTGXVexY/s1600-h/DSC01316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Slxvs5G6IdI/AAAAAAAAAdY/0qUNTGXVexY/s320/DSC01316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358280473698771410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May your wishes come true bro! and may you be filled with more happiness everyday&lt;/span&gt;!!=D &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jangan emo emo lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SlxtLNIh_aI/AAAAAAAAAdA/GY1ycr-5Wn8/s1600-h/DSC01314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SlxtLNIh_aI/AAAAAAAAAdA/GY1ycr-5Wn8/s320/DSC01314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358277695935479202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Birthday Chua Wei Cheng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't cry. don't cry. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks for being a great friend and brother to us all this while. We really appreciate everything you have done.. and.. ROCK ON!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Slxvsh3SyYI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/rW0lvpQGbLU/s1600-h/DSC01315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Slxvsh3SyYI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/rW0lvpQGbLU/s320/DSC01315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358280467459262850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-1870014074315629503?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/1870014074315629503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=1870014074315629503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/1870014074315629503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/1870014074315629503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2009/07/cwc.html' title='CWC'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SlxtltQp1DI/AAAAAAAAAdI/rf6DwsTX4mA/s72-c/DSC01310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-639814466587113936</id><published>2009-05-31T18:20:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T19:38:35.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fizzy drinks in plastic cups</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Suddenly i am smarting all over again. What does it take to be good enough, to be the best? What does it take to leave a mark, to make a difference and to be remembered? A lot of things in life are circumstantial, i feel. Generally, i believe in the concept of action and reaction but i think the rules of karma only apply to a certain extent. You can have all the talent in the world, you can try your hardest to be &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; Mount Everest and you can want something so badly that it makes everything else seem secondary. But in the end, you've still got to be surrounded by the right people. People who want what you want, people with passion who are willing to give things up to become the best. With a lot of things, i think escaping mediocrity cannot be achieved by the efforts of one person alone. No man is an island and really, self-effort just won't cut it sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For so long, we have been settling for average and not even knowing it. But on the grand scheme of things, we hold no significance at all and honestly, you only need to look a bit further away to realise this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ju Chin's Surprise Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345614883826912898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Si9waiCLToI/AAAAAAAAAaw/f9G7l4qAlvA/s320/DSC01032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a whole different note, we pulled off something sweet! See JC will be celebrating her 17th on the 3rd of June, but she'll be in Terengganu then for some Girl Guide &lt;strike&gt;nonsense&lt;/strike&gt; grand ceremony. So so, raymond contacted us a week or so back and we decided to do something really memorable for her this year and we threw her a party yesterday. ECLH called up JC's mum and planned everything out. Here goes series of events:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;6.00 pm&lt;/span&gt;- Chiu and I arrive at Jusco Permas, shop for party stuff. Are joined by Raymond and Sjing after a bit. Leave supermarket with chips, sparkling juice, ice cream etc. Proceed to borrow laptop from startled guy in Starbucks to place order from Pizza Hut(buy one free one if you order online :) cheapskate ma). Thank guy profusely. Pick cake up from Secret Recipe, leave by cab for JC's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;7.00 pm&lt;/span&gt;- Arrive at JC's, greeted by Aunty T'ng who tells us to hide shoes in her car. Enter house, find Ivan Chia and Joshua in living room. Hide snacks and drinks. Go through plan for scaring the shit out of JC and making her cry before giving her a birthday cake. The plan was for Ivan to hide behind the door along with Joshua. When juchin entered the pitch-dark house ivan was supposed to immediately cover her eyes from behind and Joshua was to bind her hands, you get the idea. Breaking and entry style, like. Hide a baseball bat that Aunty T'ng puts behind the door for when somebody housebreaks. Don't want juchin breaking the boys' bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;7.30 pm&lt;/span&gt;- Panic all around when car pulls in driveway earlier than expected. Lots of screaming, accelerated heartbeats. False alarm. Enter gang jaslynmayasueyinnchua fresh out of Roslan's tuition. Somewhere at the jusco supermarket, uncle T'ng is dragging juchin from aisle to aisle buying unneccesary things like kimchi and oats.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;8.00 pm&lt;/span&gt;- Juchin and uncle arrive! Real panic this time. In the kitchen, we are crouched behind the dining table that holds a candle-lit Chocolate Strawberry cake. I hiss to Szejing that i will&lt;em&gt; kill&lt;/em&gt; him if he talks now. Chua is lying flat on the floor like a corpse for some reason. Maya looks purple from the effort of not bursting into laughther. I am nervous. We hear the jingling of keys and the opening of the front door. Silence for a bit. Then juchin starts screaming, one piercing goosebump-raising shriek after another, pausing only to draw breath but her voice never breaking. Very Friday the 13th, but it means they're doing thire job. One of the boys outside says 'Shhhh' very gently to juchin. Silence for a second, then screaming resumes. People in the kitchen are getting worried now, is juchin crying? Maybe we went too far. They reach the kitchen, Juchin is released. Cue birthday song and lights. Juchin squeals again, this time with delight, I think. Juchin makes birthday wish and blows out candles with shaking legs and quivering hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;From then on its just more fun. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photos! Courtesy of CWC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345614890821089634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Si9wa8Ft-WI/AAAAAAAAAa4/aAqtzatPFhw/s320/DSC01033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is funny. Joshua looks more traumatised than JC. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345614899318351170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Si9wbbvn5UI/AAAAAAAAAbA/hq7v0Kmn03M/s320/DSC01035.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345614901013315842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Si9wbiDvAQI/AAAAAAAAAbI/x21eFQxeaKI/s320/DSC01038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Banyak drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345614907070579730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Si9wb4n5hBI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/0PLLv2-0MBo/s320/DSC01044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'I wish for better friends'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345615991528511378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Si9xbAi0V5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/jhfBDIde53E/s320/DSC01049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345615997899359570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Si9xbYRvxVI/AAAAAAAAAbg/3C5BGoObfXU/s320/DSC01051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345616001412659714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Si9xblXYegI/AAAAAAAAAbo/RlNO4yN1ZSg/s320/DSC01052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345660192596374482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Si-Zn2WnM9I/AAAAAAAAAcw/zWGxGvmhRwk/s320/ju_chin%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; long yamseng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345616008173457314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Si9xb-jSD6I/AAAAAAAAAbw/Lx5y2pGa1Ck/s320/DSC01053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345660195683271026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Si-ZoB2lgXI/AAAAAAAAAc4/pm1HTlpOr40/s320/ju_chin%27s_jpg_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345617567917650610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Si9y2xDRsrI/AAAAAAAAAcI/grQGGwlzGhY/s320/DSC01057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345617573781018834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Si9y3G5NmNI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/I5FhhU4NmAU/s320/DSC01059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345617580414903442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Si9y3fm2pJI/AAAAAAAAAcY/6WPKNoZPyzY/s320/DSC01060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345616008866034514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Si9xcBIZ81I/AAAAAAAAAb4/udCV2S90In8/s320/DSC01054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345617565575754114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Si9y2oU7MYI/AAAAAAAAAcA/bQgQLxg6zx4/s320/DSC01056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Nicole&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-639814466587113936?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/639814466587113936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=639814466587113936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/639814466587113936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/639814466587113936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2009/05/suddenly-i-am-smarting-all-over-again.html' title='fizzy drinks in plastic cups'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Si9waiCLToI/AAAAAAAAAaw/f9G7l4qAlvA/s72-c/DSC01032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-4110800415246303336</id><published>2009-05-22T20:22:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:58:31.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whirlwind</title><content type='html'>Sorry blog for neglecting you this way. Sorry future self, futuremayajuchinandchiu for not documenting so many months worth of memories. But eh future nicole, chill don't get pissed. I was (/you were) studying way too hard for the exams and all to come online and blog, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So not. I hope you haven't forgotten what kinda person you were yeah futureNic. Future self, I hope you've changed your time-wasting ways already. And also i hope you are now thinner. PLEASE don't tell me you're overweight. Pleaseplease tell me you are not stuck with a desk job that you hate. You did go to college right. I hope you love your husband, kids and life. Please just be the person i've always wanted to be. If you're not, just go look for korkor. I think he's rich now. And he owes you. Remember when he deleted your moral folio pictures? Or when he ate the fish porridge daddy bought for you. &gt;:( Yes i understand if you're still angry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay i should stop addressing me. But i have a lot to say to future me. I shall soon write a letter that goes 'Dear FutureNic,..'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Updates! Lets see, what has been happening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We won Datuk Wira!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ancient news but still. The states are in June, one week after the hols if 'm not mistaken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338636546438211010" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Shalp1deJcI/AAAAAAAAAZI/rQdinjjQ7MM/s320/P4150266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338636553166901298" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/ShalqOht0DI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/U2s_JnPxkC0/s320/P4150283.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2) Went for the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IIUM Interschool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again, very very sad that i will not be going back. Awesome friends and memories made though. Love the place so much, I would study at IIU if i was a muslim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338643301468655778" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SharzB6O0KI/AAAAAAAAAaI/JMCw5qBnYbo/s320/P4280424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338643305726161154" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SharzRxTMQI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/YiyqbflAdwI/s320/P4280435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; Just today, i got a letter from the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ASEAN&lt;/span&gt; people to go for the selection exam. So did Maya and Sue Yinn. I think everyone who applied gets to go for the exam though? Correct me if i'm wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;4) Maya turned 17!&lt;/span&gt; We celebrated &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338646926317628450" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/ShavGBhkrCI/AAAAAAAAAao/-HU_hJDmn_4/s320/Image0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;5) We modelled!&lt;/span&gt; Kinda. The form 5 prefects had to do a fashion show thing for teacher's day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338642537280865858" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SharGjFqhkI/AAAAAAAAAZo/FCfS9H48x8g/s320/P1110518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338642537772804178" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SharGk686FI/AAAAAAAAAZw/N6tJD9oyfHQ/s320/P1110515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338643299249965234" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 128px; height: 291px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Shary5pQSLI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1_6EWfQnSIw/s320/P1110543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338643298518043122" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Shary26wCfI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/IN86eErMf_c/s320/P1110513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pimpin'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay, all for now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Signing out,&lt;br /&gt;Nicole&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-4110800415246303336?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/4110800415246303336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=4110800415246303336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/4110800415246303336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/4110800415246303336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2009/05/whirlwind.html' title='Whirlwind'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/Shalp1deJcI/AAAAAAAAAZI/rQdinjjQ7MM/s72-c/P4150266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-3469732038655562659</id><published>2009-03-10T16:36:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T20:36:43.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the curse of beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;*Edited!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*How does one publish such a post without worrying about &lt;strong&gt;judgement&lt;/strong&gt; from other people..Haha anyways caution! This post contains exorbitant amounts of what appears to be perasanness(narcissism). However, said narcissism is nothing more than the effects of great boredom and consequently, self-induced highness.*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311489839882506018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 93px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SbYz3i5LDyI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ybPuhvXFAEU/s320/Untitledh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I am still buzzing from the adrenaline and triumph(?) of it all so i am in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;Time to preserve more memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year in form four Chiu and i used to get really high like allll the freaking time.&lt;br /&gt;Especially after and before Omega on Thursdays and Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;Towards the middle of the year i think, we started playing this game called &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;It's Sooo Hard Being Beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically it goes someting like that-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chiu&lt;/span&gt;: Omg nicole, those guys are totally staring at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt;: *after observing said bunch of guys who are staring anywhere but in our direction* OMG! You must feel so awkward! But actually i think they're staring at me. Don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chiu&lt;/span&gt;: Like, OMG! So darn obvious right! Always like that one. But no, wait...see! See! See not? I think it's me they're looking at..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt;: I think both lah maybe. Guys very greedy one. Darn sickening okay. Why can't everyone just leave us alone!? *Acts exasperated*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chiu&lt;/span&gt;: *glancing at guys who are still not looking* It's like that when you're beautiful. Everyone just wants a part of you. Like a curse lidat. Too pretty also very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt;: I know...it's so hard being beautiful. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:D Perasan anot.&lt;br /&gt;We played this ever so often. Like when we were walking with Maya/Keshu. All the indian dudes would start swarming around them but we would pretend they liked us lah.&lt;br /&gt;Like: "&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Omg, back off man! I'm so not interested!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay for real though, i know i'm far from the B word it was just so darn easy to get high playing that game! We taught Lisa to play too! JC and Maya wouldn't learn it. :( Pretty addictive! Anyways ask if you want and i can lead you to the blogs of people who are really beautiful. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See, when you can remain grounded and realistic while achieving insaneee degrees of highness, there's really no end to the fun you can have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, now you can play &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It's Sooo Hard Being Beautiful!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To play &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It's Sooo Hard Being Beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; you need:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1) An inflated ego,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2)A sense of humour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3)A friend with an inflated ego and a sense of humour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Basic rules for playing &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It's Sooo Hard Being Beautiful!&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Cross your legs in a manner that is supposed to be demure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Twirl your hair around your finger. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;(Variant: You can also tuck your hair behind your ears coltishly, over and over again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Talk and act like you're in the Manglish version of Mean Girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out,&lt;br /&gt;Nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Should you feel compelled to roll your eyes in disgust after reading this, i will be giving a very gay speech entitled, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"To Judge or Not to Judge-You be the Judge!" &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;on the 25th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Feel free to attend!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-Yes, we are still having our exams.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;IDK what i was thinking.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-3469732038655562659?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/3469732038655562659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=3469732038655562659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/3469732038655562659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/3469732038655562659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2009/03/curse-of-beauty.html' title='the curse of beauty'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SbYz3i5LDyI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ybPuhvXFAEU/s72-c/Untitledh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-1192461285100672002</id><published>2009-01-31T20:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T21:14:06.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ding-a-ding-dang-dong!!! :D (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SYQ-ziOp0hI/AAAAAAAAAX4/k6j6HFabKuM/s1600-h/193858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297428116777062930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SYQ-ziOp0hI/AAAAAAAAAX4/k6j6HFabKuM/s320/193858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the 1st pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SYQ-xMT0lMI/AAAAAAAAAXw/HAYr7BWpZNA/s1600-h/193801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297428076533421250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SYQ-xMT0lMI/AAAAAAAAAXw/HAYr7BWpZNA/s320/193801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ju chin was on de phone bt she managed 2 pose..chiu was doing her thing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and there's nic, me n lisa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SYQ-rysapBI/AAAAAAAAAXg/13dU3psGTTU/s1600-h/193917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297427983757911058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SYQ-rysapBI/AAAAAAAAAXg/13dU3psGTTU/s320/193917.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 big happy family.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="264" height="222" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-44f1a937774a136" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D044f1a937774a136%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330047713%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D27406C1E79F43884295B091BAB717D93EC285294.4E46874B1A40DBB8CB274D3011B59792E5B65698%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D44f1a937774a136%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQhP6TmUxbSQGQUvqwavzQSUIBck&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="264" height="222" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D044f1a937774a136%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330047713%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D27406C1E79F43884295B091BAB717D93EC285294.4E46874B1A40DBB8CB274D3011B59792E5B65698%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D44f1a937774a136%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQhP6TmUxbSQGQUvqwavzQSUIBck&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this was de 1st chicken dance attempt.. real hillarious!! we were trying 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;persuade chiu in doing it wit us while de camera was rolling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="262" height="250" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-efec42e258ac6c6e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Defec42e258ac6c6e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330047713%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6B9582DB2FA88A8BC4BE9C2CFCD129E5CF1A1FFD.3A0B9B39B1230CF43F90CBC6527A0607AFA28FCC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Defec42e258ac6c6e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dk7qbkYaScBOdBVW6TogNphLw_uI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="262" height="250" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Defec42e258ac6c6e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330047713%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6B9582DB2FA88A8BC4BE9C2CFCD129E5CF1A1FFD.3A0B9B39B1230CF43F90CBC6527A0607AFA28FCC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Defec42e258ac6c6e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dk7qbkYaScBOdBVW6TogNphLw_uI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;this is the official CHICKEN DANCE!!! wow.. cnt believe we actually did it.. hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;signing off &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Maya :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-1192461285100672002?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=44f1a937774a136&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=efec42e258ac6c6e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/1192461285100672002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=1192461285100672002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/1192461285100672002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/1192461285100672002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2009/01/ding-ding-dang-dong-d-part-2.html' title='ding-a-ding-dang-dong!!! :D (Part 2)'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SYQ-ziOp0hI/AAAAAAAAAX4/k6j6HFabKuM/s72-c/193858.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-8654048065324375323</id><published>2009-01-31T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T18:18:34.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ding-a-ding-dang-dong!!! :D</title><content type='html'>Hello! We're at Maya's house doing our Sejarah folio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SYQhGoNb6qI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/lmOiPz_rEks/s1600-h/172957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297395459451251362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SYQhGoNb6qI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/lmOiPz_rEks/s320/172957.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was pushing my head against Nicole's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And guess what!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My big head won! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SYQhGk7VV4I/AAAAAAAAAXI/yC5uBeAOEew/s1600-h/172918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297395458570016642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SYQhGk7VV4I/AAAAAAAAAXI/yC5uBeAOEew/s320/172918.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Take 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-261f211cb25ad0f9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D261f211cb25ad0f9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330047713%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D40BA5B8C1E463FAC0C8F8BD4C9136019A0F27862.625342E657F1090EE0982F3A62A53948E072B9A1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D261f211cb25ad0f9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLDRpyaLjAqY9r2ExCoxY8UEBs_Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D261f211cb25ad0f9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330047713%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D40BA5B8C1E463FAC0C8F8BD4C9136019A0F27862.625342E657F1090EE0982F3A62A53948E072B9A1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D261f211cb25ad0f9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLDRpyaLjAqY9r2ExCoxY8UEBs_Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;They tried tricking me into doing the Chicken Dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hurhur. Nice try. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JuuChiiin!-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-8654048065324375323?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=261f211cb25ad0f9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/8654048065324375323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=8654048065324375323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/8654048065324375323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/8654048065324375323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-were-at-mayas-house-doing-our.html' title='ding-a-ding-dang-dong!!! :D'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SYQhGoNb6qI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/lmOiPz_rEks/s72-c/172957.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-499059969683174644</id><published>2009-01-30T20:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T09:58:44.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from the highest wing</title><content type='html'>Hello, out with chiumayaemelda today for the first time in a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan was to do Girltalk and gossip kaokao but we couldn't for long because &lt;s&gt;Maya's&lt;/s&gt; guys came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bride Wars&lt;/span&gt; was okay enough &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to make me cry&lt;/span&gt;. Killer song was playing somewhere towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was a little girl alone in my little world who dreamed of a little home for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I played pretend between the trees, and fed my houseguests bark and leaves,&lt;br /&gt;and laughed in my pretty bed of green.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had a dream&lt;br /&gt;That I could fly from the highest swing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dream-Priscilla Ahn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297247851382214162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SYOa2tTWjhI/AAAAAAAAAW4/NfnIs04ENhg/s320/164318%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297247854899387746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SYOa26Z6XWI/AAAAAAAAAXA/PHQl0DaZzU4/s320/164755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D Girltalk! the day after i got back from the hometown. Good day, good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-499059969683174644?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/499059969683174644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=499059969683174644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/499059969683174644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/499059969683174644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-out-with-chiumayaemelda-today-for.html' title='from the highest wing'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SYOa2tTWjhI/AAAAAAAAAW4/NfnIs04ENhg/s72-c/164318%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-8436005528786202494</id><published>2009-01-14T20:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T10:00:01.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Timewaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Edit(31/1): I posted this up on the 14th when i was in a foul mood but took it off soon after. Now i don't see much harm in reposting it so here you go. This really was some time ago though and i am no longer as angry*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! Very sorry for the long silence.&lt;br /&gt;I was in a very 'Loving My Friends' kind of mood which, truth be told, i have not been in for quite some time. Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today on the 301 bus i took home after school, i was sitting facing this middle-aged lady who was there by herself. She suddenly started laughing to herself and she lifted her hand to cover her mouth so that no one would notice. I politely looked away but inside i thought it was weird.&lt;br /&gt;Then i was thinking about my day and i thought of something funny that my friends did so i started laughing silently. I lifted my hand to my mouth then i realised that i was doing exactly what the lady had done minutes earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Point is, sometimes you think critically of what other people are doing but you don't realise that at one point or another, you have done exactly the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Wisma after school; before sports practice. We decided to walk back. Looong walk. Chiu was doing some funny shit (most of the shit Chiu does is funny) and being very weird. I was walking a few paces behind Chiu and Maya and i saw Chiu bend down to pick something up. It was a stick. In one fluid motion, she raised the stick and looked like she was about to bring it down on Maya's head. Maya flinched and raised her arms as to protect her head. It looked like something out of a bad horror movie lah. If any of the drivers passing by had bothered to look, they would have thought that Chiu was really tryna hurt Maya.&lt;br /&gt;Case in point, things are never what they appear to be. There is a lot of shit going on beneath the surface that you don't see till knowing doesn't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tendency to use swear words has somewhat increased over the holidays ever since i took to playing the PS2 with my sister. Somehow, video games and vulgarity seem to go hand in hand, at least for me. I have tried not to let this show through in school but the words escape me at the most random times. For instance, yesterday Khalisah gave us Sweets from Japan. I studied the wrapper and found that i could read it. Simple katakana.&lt;br /&gt;"Soda!", i announced, "Gassy one the sweet".&lt;br /&gt;"Yes meh" said Maya.&lt;br /&gt;Later, when i ate my brown sweet, i found that i was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me: Coca-cola one! Correct lah. Got gas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Maya: My sweet pink colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me: Eff you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Point again, sometimes the things you say on impulse or when your not in control are the only things that come from your heart. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The rest is bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other points:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;*This was kinda way to vulgar, i cut out a lot of it. We are a family-friendly blog! :D*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I really hate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Please get away from my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;*This whole thing is crap lah. Salutes if you read it through*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-8436005528786202494?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/8436005528786202494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=8436005528786202494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/8436005528786202494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/8436005528786202494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-very-sorry-for-long-silence.html' title='Timewaster'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-691395118776290345</id><published>2008-10-17T21:02:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:58:42.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when we would only need each other</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chiu and Emelda's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;16th Birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the last of my buds turned 16 on the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;14th of October 2008&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Two days prior to the actual date, we had a &lt;strong&gt;semi-&lt;/strong&gt;surprise celebration at Secret Recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261822319047877506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SQW_hVYSI4I/AAAAAAAAAUo/mQG8TZlDB58/s320/DSC00382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SQW_htD6wSI/AAAAAAAAAU4/JdgOjuXKi8I/s1600-h/DSC00386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261822325404909858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SQW_htD6wSI/AAAAAAAAAU4/JdgOjuXKi8I/s320/DSC00386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SQW_hffvSzI/AAAAAAAAAUw/rJTtVJnDDX0/s1600-h/DSC00384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261822321763502898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SQW_hffvSzI/AAAAAAAAAUw/rJTtVJnDDX0/s320/DSC00384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261822334772598658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SQW_iP9WV4I/AAAAAAAAAVI/b4TXhnu_Vmc/s320/DSC00391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261823073643114578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SQXANQdzsFI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/5szr8LVJl6Y/s320/DSC00392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261822330401616594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SQW_h_rOctI/AAAAAAAAAVA/gZquhV6pxm4/s320/DSC00389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261823085041764146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SQXAN67dRzI/AAAAAAAAAVY/NYqfK_RGY0c/s320/DSC00394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261823092334210226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SQXAOWGHLLI/AAAAAAAAAVg/y6q52gQIWog/s320/DSC00396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261823098769527394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SQXAOuEaUmI/AAAAAAAAAVo/9GBPLvs-O7E/s320/DSC00387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261823095629802722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SQXAOiX17OI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Sns2gcDPcg4/s320/DSC00393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;If you've noticed, we were at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Secret Recipe&lt;/span&gt; but we had a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Season's&lt;/span&gt; cake. Reasonably enough, we were denied crockery by the staff until our food came. Hence, the sharing-is-caring style of comsumption and the crap-looking cake. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Signing out,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nicole&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-691395118776290345?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/691395118776290345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=691395118776290345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/691395118776290345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/691395118776290345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-we-will-only-need-each-other.html' title='when we would only need each other'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SQW_hVYSI4I/AAAAAAAAAUo/mQG8TZlDB58/s72-c/DSC00382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-559767762037601462</id><published>2008-09-03T17:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T18:15:27.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia's 51st; Raymond's 16th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Raymond's Surprise Party(31/8/08)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday was Raymond's birthday and his super sweet friends(&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gary&lt;/span&gt;!) threw him a surprise birthday party&lt;strong&gt; at his house.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raymond's dad was totally in on it too, providing access to the house while Raymond was at church.&lt;br /&gt;ECLH and i arrived late. Later than the Bday Boy in fact. (my bad XP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SSI kids do birthdays &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really, really well&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and i can't remember the last time i had that much fun at a party. Surprisingly, we were not as &lt;em&gt;sesat &lt;/em&gt;as we thought we would be. Insanely fun bunch of people to hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a ridiculously large amount of food there because it was a miniature &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;potluck&lt;/span&gt; and a lot of people brought a lot of food.&lt;br /&gt;Even with me and Chiu there, a lot of yumyums were leftover at the end of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241724752088642434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SL5Y4-Kds4I/AAAAAAAAASA/OhGA_SYLRFc/s320/P1060188.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Uncle Lim(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ray's dad&lt;/span&gt;) :Everyone say "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Honeey&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241724756019473650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SL5Y5MzpbPI/AAAAAAAAASI/WgAG1vhk7JU/s320/DSC04725.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Reaching for the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Bday Boy&lt;/span&gt;(in &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sad thing is, we did not manage to get a lot of shots that night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Go to &lt;a href="http://insomeonesfeeling.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-of-best-merdeka-celebration.html"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Zhen Wei's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to see a whole load of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;pictures and videos&lt;/span&gt; from the party. Among others, there's a video of me &lt;strong&gt;smearing cake onto my own face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. (Poisonbox. I'm no idiot)&lt;/span&gt; Enjoy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lonelyboy0510.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!CB4971491BA0FC7D!272.entry/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cheng's blog&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has a post about the party as well. (No pics, but a makes-me-happy comment about my potato salad. *kembangs* :D) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, see &lt;a href="http://julia-missperfectionist.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jaslyn's blog&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for a couple more pictures. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Signing out,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nicole&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-559767762037601462?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/559767762037601462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=559767762037601462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/559767762037601462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/559767762037601462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2008/09/malaysias-51st-raymonds-16th.html' title='Malaysia&apos;s 51st; Raymond&apos;s 16th'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SL5Y4-Kds4I/AAAAAAAAASA/OhGA_SYLRFc/s72-c/P1060188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-7720489941354387812</id><published>2008-09-03T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T00:59:30.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The real us!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SL1uN4bd5SI/AAAAAAAAAR4/VNQlxUY5UZI/s1600-h/Mr_Muscle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SL1uN4bd5SI/AAAAAAAAAR4/VNQlxUY5UZI/s320/Mr_Muscle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241466726094071074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is meee!! Eleene Chiu Li Hong a.k.a Mr. Muscle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SL1uNr_OtpI/AAAAAAAAARw/t6v7Hw-NT08/s1600-h/rai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SL1uNr_OtpI/AAAAAAAAARw/t6v7Hw-NT08/s320/rai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241466722754410130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Maya! Pretty chocolate angel (only in &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;V's eyes)&lt;/span&gt;! =.= hehe. jk lah. eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SL1uNj35BPI/AAAAAAAAARo/fr16oPdKq3Y/s1600-h/ist2_4940406-young-beautiful-women-with-apples-looking-at-cookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SL1uNj35BPI/AAAAAAAAARo/fr16oPdKq3Y/s320/ist2_4940406-young-beautiful-women-with-apples-looking-at-cookies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241466720576144626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nicole! No words needed!XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lastlyyyy..............&lt;br /&gt;our belovedddd..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SL1uNd9gaAI/AAAAAAAAARg/4d_JRH9MVzA/s1600-h/bad+woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SL1uNd9gaAI/AAAAAAAAARg/4d_JRH9MVzA/s320/bad+woman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241466718989084674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T'ng Ju Chin!! hahahahahahahaha!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jk lah sweetheart. but seriously this pict reminds me of you. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. damn free nothing better to do. good luck with school tomorrow everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eleeeneeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-7720489941354387812?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/7720489941354387812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=7720489941354387812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/7720489941354387812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/7720489941354387812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2008/09/real-us.html' title='The real us!'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SL1uN4bd5SI/AAAAAAAAAR4/VNQlxUY5UZI/s72-c/Mr_Muscle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-2406199836638275275</id><published>2008-09-01T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:57:00.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thailand</title><content type='html'>I know we can't rely on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Maya the freak&lt;/span&gt; to upload about our Thailand trip so here i am!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya and I went for a school trip to Thailand during the mid-year holidays and there were only &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;5 students&lt;/span&gt; who went including ourselves. The 3 other students' families came along and the rest were teachers and their families. So Maya and I were constantly checked on throughout the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first night, we went to a night market somewhere in Bangkok. Its called the Suan Lum bazaar. As long as u have super &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;thick skin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;then you can get a lot of things at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;really low prices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya and I are already so good at this after going there twice. Actually in the itinerary we were supposed to rest at 8 on the second night but Maya and I took a cab &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;secretly&lt;/span&gt; and went to the bazaar again. Thank goodness we went again cause we got more things on the second night without any pressure of meeting back at the bus on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah we went to a private school in Thailand called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Horwang School&lt;/span&gt;.Their school band was really cool cause it was like, some of them playing the instruments and a few of them doing some stunts with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rifles&lt;/span&gt;. The students there were really friendly too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLvExEVOf-I/AAAAAAAAAQY/HtxYYa92ZHE/s1600-h/DSC05130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLvExEVOf-I/AAAAAAAAAQY/HtxYYa92ZHE/s320/DSC05130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240998938631110626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SK492Fx6qkI/AAAAAAAAANw/n6Lh1KIdGgA/s1600-h/P1040890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SK492Fx6qkI/AAAAAAAAANw/n6Lh1KIdGgA/s320/P1040890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237191416152238658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Friends : From left : Me, Purn, Job, Their Friend, Jab and Maya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLvFB_gbjoI/AAAAAAAAAQg/RTYOle0bDh0/s1600-h/DSC05152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLvFB_gbjoI/AAAAAAAAAQg/RTYOle0bDh0/s320/DSC05152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240999229393702530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SK492BL8iUI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ExOlVTr3vms/s1600-h/P1040897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SK492BL8iUI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ExOlVTr3vms/s320/P1040897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237191414919235906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With their school band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Minutes before we left the school, Job they all seludup-ed Maya and I into the Music room. They stopped practising to take pictures with us. Awww mannn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Job came running in and passed us a magnet with picture of their school band. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Just for the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;two of us okay&lt;/span&gt;. XD Then Jab was like..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"bus!bus!going now!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya and I ran out while shouting bye and the teachers were already across the field waiting for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ran n ran n ran the students of Horwang were like laughing at us. luckily we din fall wei.tambahkan drama only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went for a  boat ride at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Menam Chao Phraya&lt;/span&gt;. Too bad there were &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;no more&lt;/span&gt; floating market. The people there just stopped practising the tradition. We fed the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ikan patins &lt;/span&gt;behind the temple. Then we went to Wat Arun. The stairs were like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;super steep&lt;/span&gt; and when Maya and I were going down our legs became numb. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLvUc48bPgI/AAAAAAAAARA/DMrEGp9IVCc/s1600-h/DSC05213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLvUc48bPgI/AAAAAAAAARA/DMrEGp9IVCc/s320/DSC05213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241016184162958850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Muscle pun takut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLvG5-kIXOI/AAAAAAAAAQw/otEyuS76DjM/s1600-h/DSC05215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLvG5-kIXOI/AAAAAAAAAQw/otEyuS76DjM/s320/DSC05215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241001290725088482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the Wat Arun. The upper section so we couldn't get a better picture of the Wat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLvG5mPDJQI/AAAAAAAAAQo/5RoJMdcvTlk/s1600-h/DSC05220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLvG5mPDJQI/AAAAAAAAAQo/5RoJMdcvTlk/s320/DSC05220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241001284194215170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us drinking Thai Coconut in the boat on Menam Chao Phraya. Big deal okay. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLvG5xMRlpI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/iavbu8AFruY/s1600-h/DSC05235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLvG5xMRlpI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/iavbu8AFruY/s320/DSC05235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241001287135368850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the Honey Factory with the Honey Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SK492gH456I/AAAAAAAAAOI/pUIKsn4ZMY4/s1600-h/P1060014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SK492gH456I/AAAAAAAAAOI/pUIKsn4ZMY4/s320/P1060014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237191423223719842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the Gem Gallery with our 'mother' and her friends. They're sort of like waitresses there n they are super friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SK492vnIJqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/8jOQInblP9w/s1600-h/P1060050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SK492vnIJqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/8jOQInblP9w/s320/P1060050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237191427381274274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Alcazzar show with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hot and sexy &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;boygirls performing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SK4-rlr7mWI/AAAAAAAAAOY/fsMIS4jYDf8/s1600-h/P1060061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SK4-rlr7mWI/AAAAAAAAAOY/fsMIS4jYDf8/s320/P1060061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237192335250135394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the show, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;boygirls&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; wait outside and ppl can take pictures with them. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;But had to pay 40 baht per snap. XD&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya and I decided to take a picture with one of them together. so we paid her 80 baht = 2 snaps. When we were taking the 2nd picture, a man walked pass so the picture tak jadi lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boygirl was like " &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;One more....one more...."&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; in a super &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;voice. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;fuyoh maya and i were speechless. =.=" cannot laugh lah damn mean.But at least they &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt; good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SK4-rv5jP6I/AAAAAAAAAOg/3cHW5vKZPnY/s1600-h/P1060064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SK4-rv5jP6I/AAAAAAAAAOg/3cHW5vKZPnY/s320/P1060064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237192337991614370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us and the pretty woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLu8GKmDf5I/AAAAAAAAAPw/oPHXzieuogw/s1600-h/IMG_0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLu8GKmDf5I/AAAAAAAAAPw/oPHXzieuogw/s320/IMG_0140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240989405484908434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us on the speedboat ready to go parachuting! p.s. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;superrrr cool &lt;/span&gt;speed boater is my guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLu8GAQ7OvI/AAAAAAAAAP4/OqhZnc-kVr8/s1600-h/IMG_0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLu8GAQ7OvI/AAAAAAAAAP4/OqhZnc-kVr8/s320/IMG_0159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240989402711931634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guy on the left, wearing mask n cap, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;THE &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;speedboater. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLu8GZooPxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/xd0VIQ8xGXc/s1600-h/IMG_0163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLu8GZooPxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/xd0VIQ8xGXc/s320/IMG_0163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240989409522237202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jetski!!!!!!! Before &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;JOY &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;joined us. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLvamFMIulI/AAAAAAAAARQ/iPHrMFoU4_A/s1600-h/IMG_0174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLvamFMIulI/AAAAAAAAARQ/iPHrMFoU4_A/s320/IMG_0174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241022939138669138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLva8dEQbCI/AAAAAAAAARY/fyjbvggePWM/s1600-h/IMG_0177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLva8dEQbCI/AAAAAAAAARY/fyjbvggePWM/s320/IMG_0177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241023323505191970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Us and my BF &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;JOY &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out,&lt;br /&gt;eleeeeneeeeeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-2406199836638275275?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/2406199836638275275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=2406199836638275275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/2406199836638275275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/2406199836638275275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2008/09/thailand.html' title='Thailand'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLvExEVOf-I/AAAAAAAAAQY/HtxYYa92ZHE/s72-c/DSC05130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-2093571432399717565</id><published>2008-09-01T12:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:26:49.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride and joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Unity Run(30/8/08)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On Saturday we had the Larian Merdeka.&lt;br /&gt;Juchin sweetheart here was dead set on getting a medal before the day was over and as per usual, her determination was enough to pull her through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Miss Zhu Jing ranked 9th out of all the form 4, 5 and 6 students! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bangga siut! Achieving 9th really is no mean feat.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats also to Gillian who was in the top 5. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya opted to do PBSM duty so she wouldn't have to run. Pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLuyJu0PKqI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Tnyx-DX2_uE/s1600-h/P1060163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240978471631399586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLuyJu0PKqI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Tnyx-DX2_uE/s320/P1060163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Us with Number 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLuyJR89NpI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-Z9Im6ol8E8/s1600-h/P1060158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240978463883343506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLuyJR89NpI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-Z9Im6ol8E8/s320/P1060158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Our shirts are exactly the same colour as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;yam ice cream&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLuyJFq5LxI/AAAAAAAAAPI/bDd1qdd3szE/s1600-h/P1060146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240978460586356498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLuyJFq5LxI/AAAAAAAAAPI/bDd1qdd3szE/s320/P1060146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ca-ching! Zhujingjing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Stay tuned for the post about Raymond's surprise party! Super much fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Over to Chiu for the Thailand post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out,&lt;br /&gt;Nicole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-2093571432399717565?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/2093571432399717565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=2093571432399717565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/2093571432399717565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/2093571432399717565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2008/09/unity-run30808-on-saturday-we-had.html' title='Pride and joy'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SLuyJu0PKqI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Tnyx-DX2_uE/s72-c/P1060163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-2792815374137506466</id><published>2008-08-21T10:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T11:13:40.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Kau buatku mau muntah" sajak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yeah, just like what Chiu has mentioned over at the chatbox, my wonderful friends composed a sajak recently while they were sleeping over at my house not too long ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's how the draft looks like : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236793020884505538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SKzTgbwQ08I/AAAAAAAAANo/SERihVKp7Ws/s320/P1011197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Credits go to Chiu for her newly discovered talent in composing sajaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inspired by our new BM teacher, who recently taught us how to "mendeklamasikan" sajak, my friends decided to give it a go and here are the results : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The "soundcheck" - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6860ab9aa7da30b3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6860ab9aa7da30b3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330047713%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F540AF9611916B11C48271CF80436A4A2B9B3B0.24EEDD4208DD8A95D10899399FBA383822C59AE0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6860ab9aa7da30b3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFhEgK_yDngotN3OLuCgdnKBxxc8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6860ab9aa7da30b3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330047713%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F540AF9611916B11C48271CF80436A4A2B9B3B0.24EEDD4208DD8A95D10899399FBA383822C59AE0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6860ab9aa7da30b3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFhEgK_yDngotN3OLuCgdnKBxxc8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a great laugh, guys. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Signing out,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JuuuChiiiin -.- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-2792815374137506466?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=604514d1e439c6ff&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/2792815374137506466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=2792815374137506466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/2792815374137506466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/2792815374137506466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2008/08/kau-buatku-mau-muntah-sajak.html' title='&quot;Kau buatku mau muntah&quot; sajak'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SKzTgbwQ08I/AAAAAAAAANo/SERihVKp7Ws/s72-c/P1011197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-4350100714728947783</id><published>2008-08-16T18:34:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T21:22:58.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cleaning out. new things</title><content type='html'>Lee Chong Wei made it to the finals of the Beijing Olympics. Salute!&lt;br /&gt;But put the covers of today's &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Star&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;NST&lt;/span&gt; next to each other and you'll be laughing your arse off. Very un-macho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235067500154212674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="182" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SKayJ6HiUUI/AAAAAAAAAM4/O2LEKm_4lxw/s320/radwimps_photo.jpg" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;RADWIMPS (also known as RAD) is a J-rock group formed in 2001 while the members were in high school. Their name is a mix of the English words 'rad' and 'wimp', and according to their official website, it is a term they coined themselves meaning "excellent weakling" or "superlative coward". Sometimes the band tends to go just by the shortened version of their name, RAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is not the kind of band i would normally listen to but their song, &lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: georgia" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-A28kvuvHks"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Order Made&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is really good. The lyrics are dead touching. Super sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LRlYpGA94Ms"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Otogi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is an &lt;strong&gt;English&lt;/strong&gt; song by Radwimps as well. Also freaking awesome and they hardly sound Jap here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had a very hard time trying to find the right &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;English translation&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;Order Made&lt;/strong&gt; but this one is close to perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(The &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;coloured bits&lt;/span&gt; are the lines that touch)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think I must have been asked this once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Before I was born, by someone, somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Choose one: the past, or the future,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I will allow you to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Which will it be? Which will it be?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I probably decided on the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So that, rather than just strong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I could become kind, become kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So that I could understand what memories are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Next, that 'somebody' told me this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"I'll give you arms and legs and mouths and ears and eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hearts and breasts and nostrils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll give you two of each one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Isn't that great?Isn't that great?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But then I made a request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I said, I'd be fine with just one mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So I wouldn't argue with myself;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So I could only kiss one person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But somehow, I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What do you call this kind of feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Looking a little disappointed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The person continued with his explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"The hearts are most important,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So I'll put one behind each of your breasts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Isn't that great?Isn't that great?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But, once more, I had a request to make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm awfully sorry, but to be honest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I really don't need a heart on the right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sorry to keep troubling you like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;It's so that when I find that one special person,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;And hold her close to me for the first time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Only then will I finally be able to feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Two hearts beating, one on each side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The left one mine, the right, yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The left one yours, the right, mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So that alone, I'll always be lacking something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So that I won't be able to just go on living alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But somehow, I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What do you call this kind of feeling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My chest is pounding,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yet somehow it seems familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What do you call this kind of feeling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Ah, that reminds me, there's one last thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Would you like us to add in tears as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You'd have no problems without them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But some people find them annoying, so they opt out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What would you like? What would you like?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In the end, I asked him to add them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So that, rather than just strong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I could become kind, become kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I could understand what it means to hold something dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Oh, while we're at it, the tears will need a flavour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I'd just like you to choose which one you'd prefer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We have sour, salty, spicy, sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You can choose whichever you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Which will you have?Which will you have?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everything was put together just as requested,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So wipe those tears away and let me see your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Come on, show it to me with pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you so much for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry to have caused you so much trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But could I just ask one last thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Have we met somewhere before?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*melts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Call me a romantic but hell, this is crazy sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Happy holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Signing out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nicole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-4350100714728947783?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/4350100714728947783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=4350100714728947783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/4350100714728947783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/4350100714728947783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2008/08/lee-chong-wei-made-it-to-finals-of.html' title='cleaning out. new things'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SKayJ6HiUUI/AAAAAAAAAM4/O2LEKm_4lxw/s72-c/radwimps_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-4953719691101817641</id><published>2008-08-16T14:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T18:33:34.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! Greeting from the four of us from JuChin's study room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have just spent three days and two nights overnight-ing here working on our EST powerpoint and scrapbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are somewhat getting sick of each other and now at sleepovers, we actually sleep. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ju Chin: "What? Scrapbook??? No problem!!!.....Bullshit ah....=.="&lt;br /&gt;Chiu:*In background writing a sajak which shall soon be posted here* "Kau buat aku mau muntah!"&lt;br /&gt;Maya: *Commenting on Chiu's sajak* "Not bad, not bad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ju Chin says to write about how many assignments we have. So here goes. This holidays, we have to complete:&lt;br /&gt;1)A PJ powerpoint about perkhemahan&lt;br /&gt;2)Moral scrapbooks that have to do with the coming National Day&lt;br /&gt;3)Sivik crapwork&lt;br /&gt;4)IFH3QP4THWJ%&amp;amp;*!@tyI7J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh forget it lah i think we have way too much to write down.&lt;br /&gt;Haha the sajak is now being recited in the background and bringing up a lot of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be one hell of a sajak. FUNNEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have now decided to make a video out of the recitation. STAY TUNED TO WATCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god this is gonna be one embarassing video to post. JuChin's dad says we have to go now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-4953719691101817641?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/4953719691101817641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=4953719691101817641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/4953719691101817641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/4953719691101817641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-greeting-from-four-of-us-from.html' title=''/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-426045517384756173</id><published>2008-07-19T17:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T22:05:08.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My favourite videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've decided to post a video we recorded in April or May just so that we'll always remember how to bully Nicole. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Before u watch this video please know that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there are NO TRUTH in everything we say(sing) in here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is seriously just a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;joke&lt;/span&gt; but we still wanna remember it. So ppl!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jangan bising-bising after watching this ah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i find it soooooo funny i can still laugh when i watch it over n over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4f0012e40aa68532" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4f0012e40aa68532%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330047713%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1FDB10118B8D8E7A53D9D48F1B9257DA3931FDAA.4DA9B15C204ABDB1C49C75572F479C19DBE2FA7A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4f0012e40aa68532%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoL8gq_ApFi4KmLctJhQk-oxOyNI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4f0012e40aa68532%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330047713%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1FDB10118B8D8E7A53D9D48F1B9257DA3931FDAA.4DA9B15C204ABDB1C49C75572F479C19DBE2FA7A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4f0012e40aa68532%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoL8gq_ApFi4KmLctJhQk-oxOyNI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Maya : okay bu yao dong ah. okay fang fang. fang fang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(jc n i sudah sedia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nicole : eh don't la. *begging tone*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Maya : NI~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Me : COLE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nicole : Stop it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;JC : LOVES........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;(then we all realised not enough people to sing the last word)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;so we 3 got really excited and we started shouting at each other!hahaha!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;it was like i wanted to tell maya to sing "nicole" instead of "ni" so we'll have enough to sing the whole sentence. then ju chin n maya were also trying to say smth about that but i couldn't hear them n they couldn't hear me either. LOL!!!!!! we somehow understood each other also la after 5 seconds laughing n shouting at each other. hahahahahahahahahaahha!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;JC :ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NICOLE : Don't la!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;MAYA : NICOLE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ECLH : LOVES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;JC : ****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nicole : Shh!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;wahahahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TRUTH : Nicole does not love &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;anyone(?) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;okay we did this while waiting for our parents to come and pick us up from school. We were so bored so we &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(maya, ju chin n i) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;decided to sing n make nicole mad together. Since her reactions are always so funny we keep doing stuff like this lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh yeah, just in case u are thinking about teasing &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;WCC&lt;/span&gt; and Nicole.......i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; warn WCC that we were&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; joking&lt;/span&gt; n he cannot perasan. So yeah &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;he already knows&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;he himself&lt;/strong&gt; let me post this video here &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(after &lt;strong&gt;a lot&lt;/strong&gt; of begging n persuasion XD). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Really lah this video is only a joke.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (plus nicole's already taken.hehehehehe.jkjkjkjkjkjk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nicole made me kalis betul betul so there. had to emphasize a lot on how its only a joke. hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s. to mamak friend : dun terasa. this is recorded in APRIL know. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Second favourite :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4f552cdc80be007d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4f552cdc80be007d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330047713%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6DEF36603C6AAD1EBB5C9012D13CA6FA1D5532BA.154313FB9DA8C587759F8B6F488A0347D268905C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4f552cdc80be007d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2KtYC7enKQAP1inIyj4mP4yGgeI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4f552cdc80be007d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330047713%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6DEF36603C6AAD1EBB5C9012D13CA6FA1D5532BA.154313FB9DA8C587759F8B6F488A0347D268905C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4f552cdc80be007d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2KtYC7enKQAP1inIyj4mP4yGgeI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wahahahahahahaha!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Ju chin syiok sendiri wanna take pict but the camera was on a video mode. LOL! Emelda there laughing like one kind. hahahah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this post is also a response to WCC"s post. NAH we also can have fun in SIGS k. Think ur school only can meh. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-ECLH-&lt;/span&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/1202425784499367949-426045517384756173?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4f552cdc80be007d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cd59a7e0df7d3336&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/426045517384756173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=426045517384756173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/426045517384756173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/426045517384756173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-favourite-video.html' title='My favourite videos'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-4678464654705690669</id><published>2008-07-18T14:51:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:22:39.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning time</title><content type='html'>I am currently posting this from &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Maya's house&lt;/span&gt; where we are lepak-ing until we have to leave for Omega at 4.45(Maya has Chem; Chiu and i have Add. Maths).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not have Japanese today(&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Joy&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;so we got to leave school around 12.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed out on Maya's couch while Chiu was watching &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Evan Almighty&lt;/span&gt; and Maya was in her room sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got bored so i decided to come up here to post a few more pictures of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bon Odori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from Maya's camera which have remained un-uploaded up till right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224248378726155570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SIBCOKBiBTI/AAAAAAAAALQ/UZxTL8hg8GA/s320/DSC05001.JPG" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;form 4 students&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;MGS&lt;/strong&gt; after the prize-giving ceremony.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clockwise&lt;/strong&gt;: Nicole&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(me),&lt;/span&gt; Maya, Amalina, Minako, Khalisah, Phoebe, Angela, Catherine&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I can tell them apart as if they weren't twins. XD),&lt;/span&gt; Shi Yin&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(whose parents' run our fave store at Wisma),&lt;/span&gt; Mun Xing, Wei Ling, Han Ning, Jamie, JC, EC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224248387919925394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SIBCOsRf0JI/AAAAAAAAALY/_tBbo__ET1s/s320/DSC05003.JPG" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chee Sensei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224254817240113362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SIBIE7W4YNI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-9_cYdWh-SI/s320/DSC04992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Huahua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224248391677065042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SIBCO6RRN1I/AAAAAAAAALg/ZLDDLpQ42ok/s320/DSC05007.JPG" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224248397279143506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SIBCPPI6JlI/AAAAAAAAALo/uFuByGR5-B0/s320/DSC05009.JPG" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224254802208299314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SIBIEDXBGTI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/x4qhYFTBfWo/s320/DSC05014.JPG" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With Kian Wei(middle). I look bald.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224254806050997730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SIBIERrMBeI/AAAAAAAAAMY/RtkGOKTgOwE/s320/DSC05015.JPG" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Right before leaving Intekma&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These are non-Bon Odori-related pictures&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224254819474572322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SIBIFDrnhCI/AAAAAAAAAMo/tGlgQo0oQ_c/s320/DSC04911.JPG" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dataran Bu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I kinda spoiled the picture&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224254851306988818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SIBIG6RDpRI/AAAAAAAAAMw/WIJ4Ysm1Nzk/s320/DSC04912.JPG" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Editorial Board '08&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I love my big tummy. It makes me feel complete."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Chiu Li Hong, 16th July 2008-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;She calls it &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Looking On the Bright Side of Life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I call it &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Being In Denial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:D But it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; a very positive way of thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Signing out,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Nicole&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-4678464654705690669?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/4678464654705690669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=4678464654705690669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/4678464654705690669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/4678464654705690669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2008/07/burning-time.html' title='Burning time'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SIBCOKBiBTI/AAAAAAAAALQ/UZxTL8hg8GA/s72-c/DSC05001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-5740478347128568732</id><published>2008-07-16T19:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:36:55.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak no evil</title><content type='html'>I know that one day, many, many years from now, i will be immeasurably glad that we took the time to make this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we would have all moved on to our new lives and more likely than not, we won't even be in touch that often anymore, i'm grateful that we will at least have this little thing as a reminder of this period of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though something ends, it doesn't mean that it didn't exist or that it was never real. Everything changes and everything comes to an end sooner or later. Cliche but true. This is why i think &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;people should live for the present&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Example&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know people(JC?) who believe that at this age we shouldn't be getting into relationships because we know that &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;it has to end&lt;/span&gt; soon-when we leave for college, uni etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;isn't it better to have something awesome happen even if it has to come to an end rather than never having it happen at all&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(But of course, there are a lot of other reasons why people should not have relationships at this age eg. your studies? It's all about individual choice. If you can deal it's probably alright).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, i guess everyone has different opinions and thats okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a fully &lt;strong&gt;hypothetical&lt;/strong&gt; situation though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just using it to make a point, the point being that &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;you should live for the moment regardless of how the future might turn out&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt; i have taken quite a large detour from my original purpose in writing this post. My actual point is that i want to be able to look back on these posts and be able to laugh and reminisce about nice things. Good memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for that reason, despite the fact that having a blog gives you a lot of power,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;refuse&lt;/strong&gt; to use this blog for &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;personal attacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very tempted to start ranting right here and now but i have decided that the pleasure i would get out of it is not worth tainting the rest of my memories for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pondered aloud &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(to Chiu over a bowl of ABC at Wisma)&lt;/span&gt; if this would be considered &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;lying to myself&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in only making an effort to capture the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;happy moments&lt;/span&gt; when the bad ones &lt;em&gt;are &lt;/em&gt;a part of my life as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we realized that that was quite a &lt;strong&gt;stupid&lt;/strong&gt; thought to have because if you can &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;take the good and leave the bad&lt;/span&gt; that is exactly what you should be doing. Again, this is a personal opinion and it's okay if you disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All things considered, i think today was a nice day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out,&lt;br /&gt;Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-5740478347128568732?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/5740478347128568732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=5740478347128568732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/5740478347128568732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/5740478347128568732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2008/07/speak-no-evil.html' title='Speak no evil'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-3943017178986942785</id><published>2008-07-14T21:45:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:22:42.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BON ODORI FESTIVAL! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the pictures taken while we were up in KL two days ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222865679715418290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SHtYqe0EQLI/AAAAAAAAAJA/3iVX5fvJs-M/s320/P1011141.JPG" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222866082427956066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SHtZB7CN62I/AAAAAAAAAJI/YllSM1gMsRo/s320/P1011156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222866333717971682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SHtZQjKbQuI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Nc61iY5PKgU/s320/P1011158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222866714472487266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SHtZmtlYGWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MoTz0KVdgGs/s320/P1011160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222869609170103378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SHtcPNLEbFI/AAAAAAAAAJo/9MJlBWIAa3M/s320/P1011164.JPG" width="291" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222874195983165362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SHtgaMYhZ7I/AAAAAAAAAKY/cxYcLOHJabM/s320/P1011153.JPG" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tah-dahh! Those are some of the picts taken when we were at SMK(P) Methodist Klang.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;They had lotssss of "yattai" (stalls) and exhibitions and furoshiki workshop and list goes on and on. But I'm too lazy to upload them. Hee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yaa!!! And I met Hanif when we were at the school. XD I was really,really happy to see him! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Didn't expect the chance to meet up with those people again after almost half a year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nahh, here's a pict of Si Hanif ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222879767552913026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SHtlegGQ7oI/AAAAAAAAAKw/xEE416WCOnY/s320/DSC+758.jpg" width="256" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Awesome guy, great personality, really natural. The only guy who's on par with me at bantering, hah! =P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Too bad Suhail, Danie, Hazim and some of the others weren't there. ): &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, moving on ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222871394785801218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SHtd3JHBtAI/AAAAAAAAAJw/lmfsCgzlQr0/s320/P1011179.JPG" width="283" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222871689451512402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SHteIS0zolI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/wqqddoZP2kY/s320/P1011184.JPG" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222873205515185394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SHtfgimjbPI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Ae9huPy7yyg/s320/P1011174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222871896058570978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SHteUUfxKOI/AAAAAAAAAKA/W9iQEIxhQGM/s320/P1011182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222873772612571874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SHtgBjNG0uI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/B4huW9bannA/s320/P1011167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's our dinner! *Yummmy!* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And we met up with KianWei too! XD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was really awesome! Aahhh, how I miss those 10 days at Japan. ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We took a picture with KianWei but its with Maya. I'll get her to upload it sometime soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day, we went shopping at Sunway Pyramid and KLCC. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We shopped, shopped, shopped till we dropped, dropped, dropped. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nah, some random picts I took. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222875218386692290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SHthVtIhKMI/AAAAAAAAAKo/_bWqI3231_A/s320/P1011190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222874435789277106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SHtgoJuwR7I/AAAAAAAAAKg/ogveirfyZw8/s320/P1011187.JPG" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I totally love love love colourful stuff. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Signing out, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Juuuu Chiiiin! -.- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222880345404182450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SHtmAIwvj7I/AAAAAAAAAK4/xgw3nsXHJE0/s320/zzzzzzzzzzz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.s. I've no idea why I felt like uploading this pict. Its just a spur of a moment thing. Felt naughty all of a sudden. Huahah! XD I freaking rock man. Peace out~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-3943017178986942785?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/3943017178986942785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=3943017178986942785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/3943017178986942785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/3943017178986942785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2008/07/bon-odori-festival-here-are-some-of.html' title=''/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SHtYqe0EQLI/AAAAAAAAAJA/3iVX5fvJs-M/s72-c/P1011141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-3950544052709673251</id><published>2008-07-14T16:35:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:22:42.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asahi Beer and the Boogeyman</title><content type='html'>We went to KL on Saturday for this Japanese festival called the &lt;strong&gt;Bon Odori&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, Bon Odori Festivals are also celebrated every year in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;at the Matsushita Corp Stadium in Shah Alam, Selangor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;. This celebration, which is a major attraction for the state of Selangor, is the brain child of the Japanese Expatriate &amp;amp; Immigrant's Society in Malaysia. In comparison to the celebrations in Japan, the festival is celebrated on a much smaller scale in Penang and Selangor, and is less associated with Buddhism and more with Japanese culture. Held mainly to expose locals to a part of Japanese culture, the festival provides the experience of a variety of Japanese food &amp;amp; drinks, art and dance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222849186387710834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SHtJqcYT03I/AAAAAAAAAIg/VJ47ecgWhpo/s320/bon-odori-2008-details.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wiki Bon Odori to find out more. Apparently it's origins has to do with &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;worshipping the dead&lt;/span&gt; but now it's just another celebration for people to get together and have fun so there was nothing scary about the festival we attended at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Panasonic Sports Complex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 of the students who learn Japanese in our school went. Including the four of us. We gathered in school at &lt;strong&gt;4 in the morning. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started packing at 2. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We watched horror movies (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Grudge and Shutter&lt;/span&gt;) on the bus. Or rather, &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; watched horror movies on the bus. I hid behind my jacket with a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime in the afternoon, we reached MGS, the school that was hosting all the Malaysian students who study Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had some kind of mini festival there before the actual thing. There was a sale with a lot of badly-made sushi and dorayaki. We ate and spent a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole variety of competitions were held at MGS.&lt;br /&gt;Eg. the Hiragana writing contest, the fan art drawing competition, the Explorace, the Japanese culture quiz and quite a few others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally the four of us had decided not to take part in any of the competitions so that we could &lt;em&gt;"walk walk and make friends" &lt;/em&gt;while the contests were being held.&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Chee sensei&lt;/span&gt; (our Jap teacher) got JC to join the hiragana contest because she has nice writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So EC, Maya and i figured we'd just scout for lengzais by ourselves but then it dawned on us that there were no lengzais to scout for &lt;strong&gt;because &lt;em&gt;everyone else was also involved with the competitions&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up messing about in the &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;sumo-wrestling ring&lt;/span&gt; that somebody had set up along with Wei Ling. The results were some very hilarious videos that Wei Ling shot with her pretty camera.&lt;br /&gt;After we got chased away from the field so the Explorace could go on, we went to sleep in the Bilik Rehat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGS got prizes for a lot of the contests. I didn't really keep track but i know we were cheering a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited at their school until the MGS kids were ready to leave for the Bon Odori because our bus driver didn't know how to find the stadium. The number of people there was pretty overwhelming. Supposedly over &lt;strong&gt;20 000&lt;/strong&gt; people attended the celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222855907110971122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="213" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SHtPxpBmZvI/AAAAAAAAAI4/5ckS9M9lHtc/s320/bon2.jpg" width="333" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of gorgeous Japanese girls in yukatas were there. They were very pretty, very gentle and very bad for your self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole load of Japanese food was being sold at high but understandable prices. We queued for ages at a soba stall only to have the noodles sell out when it got to our turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a booth selling some sort of &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Japanese balloons&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The balloons were a lot more pretty and big then the normal ones you see around. While we were eating on the grass we watched a blue one float upwards till it got so small that we couldn't see it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We drank Japanese beer-Asahi!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222849180455211954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SHtJqGR5E7I/AAAAAAAAAIY/cB-OQvgsSUs/s320/asahi.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for us, the storekeepers were too &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;money-minded&lt;/span&gt; to care about age limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a large stage right smack in the middle of the field and throughout the whole thing there were Jap girls dancing on it while Jap guys played these huge drums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people gathered around the elevated stage in a circle to dance along with the girls and when everybody waved their fans up high in unison with the dancers it was quite a sight to behold. Goosebump-y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Around 10 plus we left for &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Intekma Resorts, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;he place we stayed for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's this apartment style place with 3 rooms per apartment and Miss Chee had assigned 10 people to one apartment. The lobby was nice enough but the rest of the resort was scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were lugging our stuff to our room we passed by this conference hall.&lt;br /&gt;I saw a shadow cast across the wooden door and got very freaked out because i couldn't find the person the shadow belonged to.&lt;br /&gt;I stood &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;very, very still&lt;/span&gt; considering my next move(Run? Scream and run?)&lt;br /&gt;before deciding to shout Chiu's name as loud as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile i saw a Malay lady standing by the pool light &lt;strong&gt;quite a distance away&lt;/strong&gt; and realized that it was her shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not before having Chiu run over with all her luggage to see what was wrong. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The twins were in our apartment too and i tell you, they were dead funny.&lt;br /&gt;We were channel surfing in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;A whole of 2 channels had colour so we were flipping back and forth between those two.&lt;br /&gt;A wrestling program was on and the twins and Maya got very excited before they realized "&lt;em&gt;this one not real one". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Cat started telling us about this wrestler called the &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Boogeyman&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;(I have no idea if i'm spelling it right.)&lt;br /&gt;She gave a &lt;strong&gt;very &lt;/strong&gt;detailed description of how the Boogeyman makes people &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;eat worms&lt;/span&gt; when he wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stuffs the worms down their throats like WAH and forces them to eat it to show he is powerful.&lt;br /&gt;If he's fighting with a woman wrestler he stuffs the worms into their bras because he has no heart.&lt;br /&gt;The Boogeyman carries a clock around.&lt;br /&gt;This is also to show that he got power ie. your time is up when he says it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this very hilarious but at the same time i was a bit confused because this was very, very random even for the twins' standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after she finished her rant about the Boogeyman,&lt;br /&gt;Catherine said, "&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I drink Asahi just now&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it all made sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine's Indian accent is spot on and we laughed like hell listening to her talk like an uncle who sells keropok.&lt;br /&gt;Silly stuff she said like "I tell you ah" and "What lah you" made me laugh so much i couldn't breathe. XD She kinda rolls the L's off her tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have this senior, Kirat Kaur. See, you're supposed to pronounce her name &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Key-Rirt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But when i asked Cat where she learned to speak like that,&lt;br /&gt;Catherine said, "I learn from &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ki-lat&lt;/span&gt;". LOL. Apek nia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(If i'm not mistaken, it's Kirat's birthday today so Happy Bday Kirat!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, i made Chiu regret making me watch horror movies. XD&lt;br /&gt;I shall leave her to blog about that (Herh. FAT HOPE).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was relatively boring. Spent it holed up in Kinokuniya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall leave now because i have not done my homework. &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;SIGS kids get way too much work&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's quite a lot more to be said though so i (maybe) will be back to update asap and to add the &lt;strong&gt;pictures and videos&lt;/strong&gt; that i do not yet have with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like i said before, i'm still doing this for myself. Preserving memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy birthday&lt;/span&gt; to you! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would upload a picture but nah, i don't want the birthday boy to cry. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I &lt;strong&gt;strongly&lt;/strong&gt; disapprove of Robert Pattinson playing Edward Cullen in Twilight. His jaw is too square. 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href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2008/07/asahi-beer-and-boogeyman.html' title='Asahi Beer and the Boogeyman'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SHtJqcYT03I/AAAAAAAAAIg/VJ47ecgWhpo/s72-c/bon-odori-2008-details.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-4698553935429330198</id><published>2008-07-09T11:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T12:43:09.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This mix could burn a hole in anyone</title><content type='html'>Inspired by JS's post, this is my own list of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;words&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gift is my song and this one's for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Elton John-Your Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Ewan Mcgregor's rendition is better albeit more theatrical)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the one the one that lies close to me&lt;br /&gt;Whisper's hello I miss you quite terribly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HelloGoodbye-Here In Your Arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could fall into the sky&lt;br /&gt;Do you think time would pass me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Vanessa Carlton-A Thousand Miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all&lt;br /&gt;You're my wonderwall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oasis-Wonderwall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the heat of summer sunshine&lt;br /&gt;I miss you like nobody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Corrs-Summer Sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back when it's over&lt;br /&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Regina Spektor-The Call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This night's a perfect shade of dark blue&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been alone in a crowded room&lt;br /&gt;When I'm here with you I said the world could be burning down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jack's Mannequin-Dark Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear to God this mix could sink the sun&lt;br /&gt;But it was you I was thinking of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jack's Mannequin-The Mixed Tape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing here but what's here is mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Placebo-Every You Every Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a little red bridge with a view of the sun with a lake&lt;br /&gt;And the thousands of stars come out thousands of times&lt;br /&gt;We can go, only if you believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Angels And Airwaves-Call To Arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It stung like a violent wind that our memories depend on a faulty camera in our minds&lt;br /&gt;But I knew that you were a truth I would rather lose than to have never lain beside at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Deathcab For Cutie-What Sarah Said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just our hands clasped so tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Deathcab For Cutie-I Will Follow You Into The Dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past is only the future with the lights on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Plus 44-Baby Come On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be my thunder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Boys Like Girls-Thunder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Used-All That I've Got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're lying real still but your heartbeat is fast just like mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Secondhand Serenade-Awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dug a hole in the cool grey earth and lay there for the night&lt;br /&gt;Then you said, wait for me we'll fly the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Missy Higgins-They Weren't There&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out,&lt;br /&gt;Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-4698553935429330198?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/4698553935429330198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=4698553935429330198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/4698553935429330198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/4698553935429330198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2008/07/inspired-by-jss-post-this-is-my-own.html' title='This mix could burn a hole in anyone'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-6771548784682372615</id><published>2008-06-24T16:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:22:43.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's wrong with the world?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt; was LSJ's sixteenth birthday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SGCrQt1uOZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/aAYRSDxmx24/s1600-h/001+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215356672166214034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SGCrQt1uOZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/aAYRSDxmx24/s320/001+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday again &lt;strong&gt;Lisa&lt;/strong&gt; sweetheart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry we couldn't make your day &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ultra-special&lt;/span&gt; but i know you know &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;we love you&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you never have another &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bad night&lt;/span&gt; the day before your birthday again. You deserve a whole lot more but i know it turned out to be a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;good day&lt;/span&gt;(you can tell from the picture!) so everything's good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215361808106866338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SGCv7qtZRqI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZzfaJVyp0Dk/s320/003+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the recipe that&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; ECLH and i&lt;/span&gt; came up with after having the cekik darah-ing brownie at TGIF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;American Brownie&lt;/span&gt; from Secret Recipe + 1 &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Vanilla Sundae Cone&lt;/span&gt; from McD's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Heaven on a budget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lovee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, it doesn't look that appetizing but it &lt;strong&gt;tastes&lt;/strong&gt; awesome. We tested it out on Lisa for her birthday. She said she liked it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisa doesn't tell lies&lt;/strong&gt;. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Icekacang prices&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Wisma&lt;/span&gt; went up by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RM0.50&lt;/span&gt;. The world is coming to an &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Signing out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-6771548784682372615?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/6771548784682372615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=6771548784682372615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/6771548784682372615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/6771548784682372615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2008/06/whats-wrong-with-world.html' title='what&apos;s wrong with the world?'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SGCrQt1uOZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/aAYRSDxmx24/s72-c/001+(3).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-509611222981400419</id><published>2008-06-21T11:42:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:22:45.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel Bego, the Bee and the Experiment</title><content type='html'>I don't know if people would actually be interested in the stuff that happens in our lives but a big part of the reason i wanted to do this blog was to record some of our memories.&lt;br /&gt;Like a few years down the road, these will be the things we look back on and laugh about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are a few things that happened throughout our week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;huge bee&lt;/span&gt; flew into our classroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It landed on somebody's uniform and the somebody started screaming. As is the nature of girls, even those who didn't know what the commotion was about started screaming simply because other people were screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Sivik teacher(i don't know her name) got over-excited and was yelling instructions from across the room.&lt;br /&gt;Eg, "Bunuh dia cepat! Guna penyodok!" and "Jangan pijak, berbisa!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff like that. She freaked like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;She contradicted herself a lot too.&lt;br /&gt;Like one minute she would scream, "Lari lari!" and the next she would say, "Pukul pukul!".&lt;br /&gt;Run away and hit the bee at the same time? But Catherine was very brave. She smashed the bee with a dustpan. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214285339191426194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFzc47gIPJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RtxmqX4NJfw/s320/bee.jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214285343544899714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFzc5LuE-II/AAAAAAAAAEo/LmGmMncrCTY/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super hard trying to get a good shot of the bee because the whole class was dead set on squashing it flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We carried out an experiment in Bio class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aim: To study the effect of temperature on the activity of amylase on starch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The enzyme amylase is found in your &lt;strong&gt;saliva&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore step #1 was to:&lt;br /&gt;Rinse your mouth and start to collect 5ml of saliva in a beaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other 3 perempuan called dibs on the apparatus jobs so i had to donate 10 freaking ml &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Cik Siti Zaharah said to collect as much as possible)&lt;/span&gt; of my saliva.&lt;br /&gt;All the while they were rushing around getting the apparatus and materials i.e. the starch solution, iodine solution, test tubes etc.&lt;br /&gt;i was standing in a corner collecting the saliva in a freaking beaker.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, 10 ml is &lt;strong&gt;A LOT&lt;/strong&gt; of saliva.&lt;br /&gt;It took &lt;strong&gt;ages&lt;/strong&gt; to collect.&lt;br /&gt;Just ask the people from the other groups who had the saliva job as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Shi Yin, Minako, Gillian, Khalisah and Sue Yinn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All kind souls. Like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look away if you don't want to be grossed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214287194257161730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFzek6KQ_gI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ui_CT9ZWkY8/s320/GetAttachment2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was disgusting. But somebody had to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the end I was very &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;proud of how much saliva i managed to collect&lt;/span&gt;. It was still nowhere near the amount that Sue Yinn collected though. That one drooling machine. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm and oh, did i mention my beaker got knocked over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214287192532319602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFzekzvB_XI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/M8GU9aSIRz8/s320/saliva.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, I know it's disgusting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;DID NOT&lt;/strong&gt; want to include this part but those 3 demons would have made a lot of noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chiu wanted cellophane tape. I pulled and when the tape snapped my elbow hit the beaker. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shaddap i know it was a clumsy move. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But i cleaned it right up with a piece of rag ok.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention my heart ached like crazy. It was no small feat collecting those stupid enzymes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214287191670665538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFzekwhmMUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/xVWpLfNWWjI/s320/jc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is how monsters do experiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(Eh Ju Chin, it's iodine only what. Why's your face so ugly? I had to freaking drool into a beaker ok.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our experiment was a huge failure. We needed at least 6 or 7 pairs of hands to get the job done properly (a lot of the steps had to be synchronised) and we had only 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214287194208437394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFzek5-phJI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Sv_My8G0z4U/s320/us.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;Look at JC's face. The horrible woman.&lt;br /&gt;During the next Bio lesson our teacher was asking for our results group by group and recording it all on the whiteboard.&lt;br /&gt;We panicked a bit when it came to our turn because we had &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;zilch &lt;/span&gt;to show for our experiment.&lt;br /&gt;So Maya started blabbering about how the iodine started out &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;dark&lt;/span&gt;, turned &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;light&lt;/span&gt; and then turned &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;dark&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cik Siti Zaharah just shook her head and put a huge '&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;X'&lt;/span&gt; across the spot where our recordings were supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch much. Saliva went to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chiu, Maya and I)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strike&gt;cut class&lt;/strike&gt; went to see our Pandu Puteri teacher so we missed most of our PA lesson during the 10th period. (We have 12 periods a day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandu Puteri stuff sucks like hell and talking to that woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(hey we need nicknames so i can badmouth the teachers without dealing with any consequences)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pretty much ruined the rest of the day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nimisha(Daddy-O!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;was in town for a bit and we had plans to go makan at Wisma. We made plans to leave school early but got scared/started thinking clearly and went back to class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was &lt;strong&gt;depressing&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Moral 3rd period and we went to class(a form 3 classroom we use for Moral lessons) late as per usual so we had very limited seats to choose from. Chiu and Maya sat themselves down at two desks right in front of the class.&lt;br /&gt;I dragged a chair over and sat with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the teacher(i don't know her name either) said to take out our textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;Only Maya brought hers so it was the 3 of us to &lt;strong&gt;one textbook&lt;/strong&gt; which is pathetic enough to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;And the next thing you know, JC is lugging her chair over to sit with us because she didn't bring her textbook either.&lt;br /&gt;We LOL-ed a lot and disrupted the lesson for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the four of us are sitting there sandwiched together trying not to fall asleep. Then i noticed something on the bulletin board infront of us. This:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214285341402970386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFzc5DvZuRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ZMQUOcUHMDA/s320/daniel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd seen pictures of &lt;strong&gt;Daniel Bego&lt;/strong&gt; before but he doesn't normally look this cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214305844069822818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFzvieIGcWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ovYwp224ZmY/s320/Daniel3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I was staring non-stop at that article all the while the teacher was talking about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hak kanak-kanak&lt;/span&gt; or something. JuChin noticed and went, "Oi".&lt;br /&gt;So i snapped out of my &lt;strong&gt;admiring-Daniel Bego's-arm-muscles&lt;/strong&gt; state long enough to tell JC what i was looking at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JC: What you looking at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me: No you see that picture! Hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JC: I know i know! I saw just now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Together: *swoons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Maya: Aiyo what thing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ECLH: What what what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me: See that newspaper article on the board! OMG he's so cutee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ECLH: Where where?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ME: There! On the board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Maya: Not that cute lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ECLH: OMG yea lor! Who's that? Actor ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JC: No, it's the Malaysian swimmer. Sarawakian or something. Hot lor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me: No, you look at his arm! Ahhh! Swimmer leh! Hangat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ECLH: Wah his muscle so big!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Maya: Yalar, he is cute actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JC: *Nods vigorously in agreement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on like this for about 5 minutes. We started giggling uncontrollably as is also the nature of girls when in contact with cute images of guys.&lt;br /&gt;So the teacher noticed and wanted to know what we were looking at.&lt;br /&gt;We gestured towards the bulletin board and the whole class turned to look as well. The teacher went back to her lesson but for the next 10 minutes or so people kept breaking out giggling at 2 minute intervals. Needless to say, the teacher didn't get any happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Teacher: Korang tengok gambar ini ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Us: *nods while grinning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Tak nak bagi kamu tengok. Kat class kan sepatutnya bagi perhatian. *moves to stand infront of the bulletin board so as to block the picture of Daniel Bego*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: TAK NAAAAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiu: TIDAAAAAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214287197232985218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFzelFPwdII/AAAAAAAAAFo/BR1BIa4uY9Q/s320/tcher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Our Moral teacher blocking the article. I got caught taking this picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics tuition on Thurs was funny as well. This SDJ kid got freaked out by Mr. Yip on his way out of the toilet. LOL the look on his face was &lt;strong&gt;priceless&lt;/strong&gt;. I wish i had a camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;FRIDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;JC was debating the twins about homosexuals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JC's stand:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homosexuals should not be blamed for who they are. They did not &lt;strong&gt;choose&lt;/strong&gt; to like people of the same sex. If they could be normal, they would, but it's not something they can control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twins' stand:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homosexuals &lt;strong&gt;are&lt;/strong&gt; to be blamed for who they are because they gave in to their unnatural desires. If stronger self-control had been practiced or if they had tried harder not to go to the wrong side, there would be no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or something like that. I didn't get the full argument. I made up most of the twins' argument honestly. I don't know what they were saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214290677553672514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFzhvqc3sUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/y8L1bTGD8gQ/s320/jctwins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The very loud debate happening. These 3 believe that the louder you are, the more convincing you sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214290987434534738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFziBs2OZ1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/ihE5F7_ENJM/s320/jctwins2.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;JC: &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"Take Maya for example. You think she chose to be a lesbian?? Of course not!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kidding. Maya is as straight as my non-rebonded hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214328034029706786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SF0DuGKzniI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4INqKr3WWw8/s320/DSC04843.JPG" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh oh.&lt;br /&gt;JC sees the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214290985488418242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFziBlmPBcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/OKyaBfR8dII/s320/jctwins3.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;JC catches us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;JC:&lt;em&gt;"Eh sicko what the hell are you doing?? Put that camera down! *Russell Peter* you man!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214290992305690274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFziB-_mVqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aAB8VRSHr1k/s320/jctwins4.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angela: "Oi JC you very rude leh! Debating halfway you go pose for pictures. *Russell Peter* you ok!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)The reason i don't know so many of our teachers is because there has been a lot of reshuffling going on with our school timetable ever since the new term began. A lot of our teachers are &lt;strong&gt;brand new&lt;/strong&gt; and they have their first teaching gigs trying to educate our class.&lt;br /&gt;Bless their poor souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)If you're wondering how we managed to get so many snapshots at school, we aren't breaking any rules when we bring our cameras to school. We are on the school magazine's &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;editorial board &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and w&lt;/span&gt;e &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt; to have our cameras with us at all times in case any significant school events happen at unexpected times eg. unannounced prize-giving ceremonies/Biology experiments.&lt;br /&gt;No harm preserving a few happy moments along the way. GRINS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out,&lt;br /&gt;Nicole &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-509611222981400419?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/509611222981400419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=509611222981400419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/509611222981400419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/509611222981400419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2008/06/daniel-bego-bee-incident-and-experiment.html' title='Daniel Bego, the Bee and the Experiment'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFzc47gIPJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RtxmqX4NJfw/s72-c/bee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-4189496082423979619</id><published>2008-06-21T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T01:39:12.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AT LAST!! :)</title><content type='html'>hey hey hey!!! maya here.. de so called chocolate angel. haha!! erm.. actually i hv no idea wat 2 say. bt its our 1st blog 2gether. so yeah.. well jc, nic n "sarah" already introduce every1 n al.. im very very glad dat i hv dem as my frens.. dunno wat it will b like without dem. v have gone thru lots 2gether n de conclusion is  luv dem much.. eww its getting a bit 2 mushy n al. haha!! im a very lazy person.. so i guess i wont b blogging dat often. bt il try.. hehe!! yup dats al 4 nw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off..maya!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-4189496082423979619?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/4189496082423979619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=4189496082423979619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/4189496082423979619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/4189496082423979619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2008/06/at-last.html' title='AT LAST!! :)'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-7142990874497002607</id><published>2008-06-17T21:15:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:22:46.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>US US US!</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody this is &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Sara Tancredi&lt;/span&gt;. I’m an addict. Wahahahahah!! BUT MICHAEL SCOFIELD STILL LOVES ME!=D &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hehehehehehe. &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Okok fine I shall post something not about me n scofield. Today I shall reveal to the world the super cute side of my sweethearts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;THIS IS &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;ZHU JING&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFe8Y1CjndI/AAAAAAAAACU/j0tEK1J9xIY/s1600-h/DSC00897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212842228445322706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFe8Y1CjndI/AAAAAAAAACU/j0tEK1J9xIY/s320/DSC00897.JPG" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;hahahaha!!she was tryna squeeze into the small thing. thank goodness she managed to come out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFe985aPKmI/AAAAAAAAACc/AuyU9gIbC3I/s1600-h/DSC00865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212843947605305954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFe985aPKmI/AAAAAAAAACc/AuyU9gIbC3I/s320/DSC00865.JPG" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;BIG BOSS&lt;/span&gt;. the one who clears up the mess in my head almost all the time and the one and only who keeps us on the right track. like when maya, nicole and i wanna ponteng class she'll be like "&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;eh don't la, teacher see means we die&lt;/span&gt;". got once we went out to CS this fella here, she got so sick of walking she made us all &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;sit down on the floor&lt;/span&gt; with her to "rest". hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was once when i brought her to take the public bus (her first public bus ride) and she didn't know where to put the money. my goodness. teruk rite. so i went up happily n i sat down then i saw this &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;cacat woman&lt;/span&gt; still standing on the stairs, with her big bagS looking soooo confused, finding for the right place to put the money. like she didn't see me and the others putting it into the box thingy. then i was like OMG la right in front of u so obvious also cannot see. hahaha!so funny. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;PELAJAR CEMERLANG PMR 2007 &lt;/span&gt;leh!so blur some more.hahahaha!!jk lah. she damn smart one. that time still young what rite. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFfA22gpmbI/AAAAAAAAACk/nr_wwjfJ2Rk/s1600-h/DSC00881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212847142282566066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFfA22gpmbI/AAAAAAAAACk/nr_wwjfJ2Rk/s320/DSC00881.JPG" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall move on to the &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;BEAUTIFUL CHOCOLATE ANGEL&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFfS9pUaGUI/AAAAAAAAACs/m9zp4eL7tfw/s1600-h/maya+siao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212867050209941826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFfS9pUaGUI/AAAAAAAAACs/m9zp4eL7tfw/s320/maya+siao.jpg" width="283" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lah this picture angel not like angel but trust me everyone! she's not like this in person.hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's so pretty, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt;, caring, thoughtful n all. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;everybody&lt;/span&gt; loves her cause she's like the most patient person you can ever find. She helps ppl whenever she can. Oh yeah and we enjoy moaning together too!She and nicole n i, we will always pakat and not do homework together. Ju Chin not considered in coz she always does her hmw and she more rajinlah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e.g. : ECLH is watching prison break. ECLH starts worrying about the hmw so ECLH smses MS to ask what she'll be doing. MS replies " &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I'm not gonna do anything today. I think i'm going to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;sleep now. kk then i'll cya tmr. gnite..muackzzz!&lt;/span&gt;" then ECLH &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;very very very happy&lt;/span&gt;!! and continues her date with &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;michael scofield&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;NICOLETTTEEE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFfUMc6Ve6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/o4F2pirT-OE/s1600-h/nicolette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212868404089027490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFfUMc6Ve6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/o4F2pirT-OE/s320/nicolette.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. my &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;eating partner&lt;/span&gt;. hahahahahahahaha!! GOT STORY!!GOT STORY!!when this woman and i wanna take a bus back home together, we always end up at the wrong places. like wisma. wahahahaha!!!! when the exams are near we get really depressed and we tend to&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt; eat a lot&lt;/span&gt; to&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;stop worrying about everything. eating makes us happy almost all the time. so we end up going to wisma like everyday after school for the yummy &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;ice kacang&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;laksa goreng&lt;/span&gt; fuyohhhh yummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so one day we went there as usual..we told ourselves to eat less. n we ordered &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;one &lt;/span&gt;ice kacang. then i was like "yeah okay.this is it for today k?" then nicole said " yeah okay!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;less than 5 minutes&lt;/span&gt; we finished the ice kacang. so we thought.."&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;aiya one bowl only mah&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;where got two ppl eat one bowl ice kacang like that?&lt;/span&gt;" so we decided to eat laksa goreng also coz we werent satisfied yet. we ate the laksa goreng n it still wasn't enough so we ordered another laksa goreng coz "&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;later got tuition so need more food else cannot concentrate later&lt;/span&gt;". so eat &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; dy. then the laksa taste in the mouth like not nice. so wanna end it with something sweet. another ice kacang lor! ok lah. eat one &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;LASSSTTTTT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;. then when we finished eating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ECLH : oh-oh wanna go toilet leh.ate too much this morning din shit some more. tsk tsk. how ah?&lt;br /&gt;NLVV : aiyo....go there the toilet la. public toilet opposite there only mah.&lt;br /&gt;ECLH : har..CS can ah?more conducive plus got music leh!&lt;br /&gt;NLVV : oklor CS lor.&lt;br /&gt;ECLH : kk lets go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*walk walk walk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ECLH : can we go TGIF there? there got toilet rite?&lt;br /&gt;NLVV : what if they make us buy stuff n eat?super expensive ok the food there.&lt;br /&gt;ECLH : no lah we tell them we wanna use their toilet.&lt;br /&gt;NLVV : har..no lah we pretend to ask them whr's the nearest toilet ok?&lt;br /&gt;ECLH : okay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walked into TGIF and there was this lady standing there greeting us n nicole loh didn't notice her so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NLVV: eh chiu faster faster there the toilet quick juz go in. nobody here juz go.&lt;br /&gt;ECLH : (already in TGIF, right beside the lady) ermm..come in la nicole.&lt;br /&gt;NLVV : no there there the toilet quick la.&lt;br /&gt;LADY : hello welcome to TGIF come on in! (smiles big big)&lt;br /&gt;NLVV : oh. ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went in n chose a table and sat. at that moment Nicole thought i had a plan to not buy their super-cekik-darah-expensive food. but actually i wasn't thinking properly so in the end we ended up buying a friggin choc fudge brownie = RM 15 = toilet entry fee. dahlah at that time so full so we had to force the whole big brownie into our mouth. for the first time of my life i felt so sick of eating .hahahaha. super funny la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So NLVV n i took &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;one hour&lt;/span&gt; to finish tht brownie. we sat there pretending to be rich kids singing along to the music. playing n doing stupid-trying-to-be-pretty + high class face. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFfUMs9oRGI/AAAAAAAAADE/jWNaolPvzFQ/s1600-h/DSC00895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212868408397808738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFfUMs9oRGI/AAAAAAAAADE/jWNaolPvzFQ/s320/DSC00895.JPG" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn cacat la but very fun also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klah i have a date with scofield! hehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFfUMLZGHqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/wJrrxQjtmlM/s1600-h/DSC00868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212868399386205858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFfUMLZGHqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/wJrrxQjtmlM/s320/DSC00868.JPG" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;LOVEEEE &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFfVsXXQhGI/AAAAAAAAADM/fRZSikboP80/s1600-h/wentworth+miller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212870051867165794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFfVsXXQhGI/AAAAAAAAADM/fRZSikboP80/s320/wentworth+miller.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off, sara tancredi. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-7142990874497002607?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/7142990874497002607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=7142990874497002607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/7142990874497002607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/7142990874497002607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2008/06/us-us-us.html' title='US US US!'/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFe8Y1CjndI/AAAAAAAAACU/j0tEK1J9xIY/s72-c/DSC00897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-7805047637735110443</id><published>2008-06-15T18:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:22:46.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realised something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our English Professor, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NicoleLohVoonVoon&lt;/span&gt;, did not introduce herself. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I shall have the honour of describing her now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NICOLE LOH VOON VOON &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212048524057621682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFTqhJyNtLI/AAAAAAAAACI/gMMJLmeZeBE/s320/P1011066.JPG" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before I go on. Here's a special shout out to my friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Oi peeps. I shall set a blogging rule for us here k. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO CHANGING OR MODIFYING EACH OTHER'S POSTS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; which means, NLVV, don't even dream of taking that picture off. &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;*grins*&lt;/span&gt; You look real good here. (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yahh. Back to NicoleLohVoonVoon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ini orang. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;English damn good&lt;/span&gt;. The best among us all. And she's a debator by the way. We joined this UIAM debate competition not too long ago, and there were more then a hundred schools participating, which means there were 300 over participants. Our English Prof. got the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;14th best speaker k&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;em&gt;Don't play play ahh.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Personality wise. Hmmm... just like me, she is very &lt;strong&gt;loud&lt;/strong&gt; when defending her opinions and stands too. XD Hahaha.. So you can imagine it lah. When you put the both of us together, we will be at &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;loggerheads&lt;/span&gt; most of the time. But thanks to Maya and ECLH, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;we can never fail to count on them to neutralise all "poisons" between us.&lt;/span&gt; Hehe. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talking about that, I am going to side track just a little here. I guess the reason why the four of us managed to last that long together, is because, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;each and everyone of us play a special role&lt;/span&gt;. It sort of &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;balances the whole friendship&lt;/span&gt;. We accept each other for who we really are. Take eg. I dislike melepaking, so they will go wander around here and there while I stay at class, without feeling left out, and without them making me feel that I'm left out. And I'm really very proud of that fact lahh. Really thankful for friends like them also. Ahh enough crap. I feel so the rouma ady. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry Nicole. Back to you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you put Nicole and ECLH together, I tell ya ahh, loadsss of funny stuff will happen. Lol. No kidding. You'll read more about it when we blog about our daily life in future. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This just came to me out of the blue, since I 've written, or rather, typed a whole paragraph about tht friendship thingey, I shall leave the describing part to ECLH and MaySakthi. So they won't have an excuse for NOT blogging. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Signing out, Ju Chin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1202425784499367949-7805047637735110443?l=thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/feeds/7805047637735110443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1202425784499367949&amp;postID=7805047637735110443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/7805047637735110443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1202425784499367949/posts/default/7805047637735110443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletbowlclub.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-just-realised-something.html' title=''/><author><name>chikelaka piya piya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01331877023626465265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFNAqb_HSEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ozosa43EjXM/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFTqhJyNtLI/AAAAAAAAACI/gMMJLmeZeBE/s72-c/P1011066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1202425784499367949.post-4328736701188677162</id><published>2008-06-14T18:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:22:47.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The People I Love</title><content type='html'>Good morning starshine&lt;br /&gt;and the earth says hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading this post you probably already know who we are.&lt;br /&gt;If you do, you can just just skip over this bit.&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't know us or just wanna know &lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt;(ini tiga lengluis what), read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog here belongs to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and my three friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eleene Chiu Li Hong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sakthi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T'ng Ju Chin&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't love doing this introduction thing &lt;strike&gt;and it embarasses me slightly&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But knowing this other 3, if i don't do it, they almost definitely won't either.&lt;br /&gt;So what the heck. The things you'd do for your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thing #1: Breaking the ice on your new blog. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ELEENE CHIU LI HONG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211793717511633250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFQCxdbkuWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/d6VqlCk5t6U/s320/P1011067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiu here is like the kai xin guo of our group. I know one time the three of us went to IIUM in KL for this school thing without Chiu and we were missing her like crazy because the whole event was very stressful and Chiu's happy thing could have done a lot for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She's my eating partner. HAHA. If you've ate with us before then you'll believe me when i say that we can SERIOUSLY eat more than you're average guy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Normal people stop eating &lt;strong&gt;when they're full.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We stop eating when:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)we run out of food.&lt;br /&gt;b)we run out of money &lt;strike&gt;to borrow&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chiu's lifelong dreams:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dream #1: To eat all the best icekacangs in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dream #2: To eat all the best chendols in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day Chiu was going on about how people know her as a glutton (we were talking about identities) and i was thinking about it and i figure it's because she's passionate about her food and not afraid to fight for it. She's also very loud about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL that sounds bad. I'm exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha this is horrible i don't know why i'm going on about Chiu eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's &lt;strong&gt;strong&lt;/strong&gt;. Both mentally and physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The physical part is very easy to explain. Earlier this year JC, ECLH and i took part in this Pandu Puteri camp at school and chiu was our pillar of strength! Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember her standing on a chair pacak-ing these long wooden sticks to the ground with a hammer and i tell you, it was &lt;strong&gt;very cool&lt;/strong&gt;. One hit and the thing sunk into the ground. XD Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave it a try but the thing didn't budge an inch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mental part, I don't quite know how to say it. She keeps going even when things get rough. Very good self-control when she bothers to put in enough effort to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah conclusion I love this perempuan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAYA SAKTHI.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211967469833440658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFSgzLRQTZI/AAAAAAAAABA/2eahdrNAngM/s320/mayania.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya here is uber &lt;strong&gt;gorgeous&lt;/strong&gt;. Not just on the outside but also &lt;strong&gt;on the inside.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's one of the nicest people i know. Not to mention one of the most patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When things get heated between us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(us being juchin and me because we're both loud when it comes to defending our opinions)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maya cechi is nearly always the peacemaker. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She always, always knows the right thing to say at the right time. But more importantly, she knows what NOT to say. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somehow Maya has a very good sense of what is right and what is wrong. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But most of the time we can persuade her into doing the wrong thing as long as it works out better for us. GRINS. Yet another thing you'd do for your buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Thing #2: Abandoning your principles.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Friday we hung out in the sickbay for awhile because Chiu had strained the muscles in her left arm pretending to be Sara Tancredi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So because Maya is the only PBSM-er among us, Chiu bullied Maya into repeatedly massaging her arm with Deep Heat. (Chiu's muscles are her crowning glory!). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It looked very comfortable and i decided i wanted a massage for the bruise i have on my left arm &lt;strong&gt;where Chiu hit me&lt;/strong&gt;. So the point is the bruise did not require a massage and the fact that Maya still gave me one proves how much she rocks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back off guys! I don't care who you are but Maya deserves better! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Conclusion of the day: Maya's a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;angel&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ew. Ha ha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T'NG JU CHIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211972990694817586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFSl0iFLfzI/AAAAAAAAABY/1mIHVfmNEuo/s320/juchinchin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Zhu Jing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eh woman &lt;strong&gt;look HERE&lt;/strong&gt;, i'm telling you, you change a &lt;strong&gt;single word OR PHOTO&lt;/strong&gt; from this post and I'M NEVER POSTING AGAIN. I mean it ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose the first thing to be said about JC here is that she's &lt;strong&gt;a very hard worker!&lt;/strong&gt; She does awesome in things like her studies but it doesn't come all that easily.&lt;br /&gt;She works her butt off.&lt;br /&gt;Very, very admirable quality especially since i'm probably &lt;strong&gt;the&lt;/strong&gt; laziest person you'll ever find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC has very strong opinions and principles. She's kinda like the string that keeps us from floating off to lalaland? (That makes the three of us helium balloons? XD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not quite what i mean but i don't know how else to put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Thing #3: Keeping your friends grounded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know but i think whenever i'm confused about something(or someone) i find it's always good to talk to JC about it.&lt;br /&gt;She hardly ever gets blinded and her assessments of situations are &lt;strong&gt;nearly &lt;/strong&gt;always correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ju Chin also does &lt;strong&gt;a lot&lt;/strong&gt; of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like sometimes when you(i) look at her it's like she's in her own world and you(i) can tell that there are a million things running through her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can sometimes be very funny.&lt;br /&gt;Eg. the other day when we were having the &lt;strong&gt;Identity&lt;/strong&gt; conversation,&lt;br /&gt;Maya and Chiu were saying to JC, "We don't think that much about the existence of God. I mean, we know He's there but we just don't question it that much".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Or something to that effect. I don't remember their exact words. And i cleaned up the Manglish a bit. XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after they said that, they looked at JC for a bit waiting for a reaction that didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC had her head down and her brows were slightly furrowed so i knew she wasn't listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she suddenly looked up as in breaking out from a trance and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Eh but actually Nicole does have an identity. Think about it...".&lt;br /&gt;And she bla-ed some stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(that's a whole other story).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Maya and ECLH burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just an example of how lost JC gets sometimes. Cute much! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So most of the time JC is a no-nonsense kinda person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(but not in a beh tahan kinda way, it's more cute than you're-getting-on-my-nerves sort-ish).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she can get very, very sweet at the most unexpected times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, when we found out that we got a new Chem teacher who isn't exactly that good, i got worried and started moaning about it because i don't take tuition for Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;So JC said, "Don't worry, you have us what".&lt;br /&gt;XD i found that super sweet although JC just said it offhand.&lt;br /&gt;Lovee! X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okie dokie! Intro gao dim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are 3 of the people i love the most. If you knew them you'd &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211992993018854482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFS4A0i2vFI/AAAAAAAAACA/Ysj4cmgYw70/s320/us2" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211991653490140114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFS2y2aUo9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/U4alWuk4WM0/s320/us1" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211988447344827554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5ThRUGBHCg/SFSz4OltnKI/AAAAAAAAABw/GV6TbQKVVQM/s320/004.JPG" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been wanting to create this blog for ages and now that it's done, i hope we won't let it die anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hear me not people? 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