<?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-3144375996070133678</id><updated>2012-03-05T11:10:34.948+08:00</updated><category term='Drunken Gummy Bear'/><category term='Photo Strips'/><category term='Buys'/><category term='#'/><category term='Taken'/><category term='Dream Thing'/><category term='Read Me(s)'/><category term='Drawing'/><category term='Hello Kitty'/><title type='text'>Far From Over</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-5444005901754820869</id><published>2012-03-05T11:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-03-05T11:10:34.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roald Dahl's Phizz Whizzing Collection!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--TjnwUJm8yc/T1Qsk4H-ueI/AAAAAAAAIII/414EIuLT3dI/s640/blogger-image--967672983.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--TjnwUJm8yc/T1Qsk4H-ueI/AAAAAAAAIII/414EIuLT3dI/s640/blogger-image--967672983.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;I have finally got it! Bought it yesterday in Popular. There's a story on how I got it actually. One day, Ginny, Sin Hui and I went to Popular to find Sherlyn (&lt;em&gt; she's currently working there&lt;/em&gt; ) and I stumbled upon this! I was so happy and furious at the same time. Why furious? That's the because it was the &lt;strong&gt;last one&lt;/strong&gt; and I had already bought &lt;em&gt;Going Solo&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;em&gt; Boy&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Matilda&lt;/em&gt; already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;Still, I really wanted it and Ginny did the math for me and we found out that it was much cheaper to buy it all together than to buy it separated. I thought hard how to get it when it cost more than RM 300 and I had only RM 30 then. Alas, Sherlyn kept it for me. How nice of her! Guess who's nicer? Mummy! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;I am going to start reading them as soon as now. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-5444005901754820869?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/5444005901754820869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/5444005901754820869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2012/03/roald-dahls-phizz-whizzing-collection.html' title='Roald Dahl&apos;s Phizz Whizzing Collection!'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--TjnwUJm8yc/T1Qsk4H-ueI/AAAAAAAAIII/414EIuLT3dI/s72-c/blogger-image--967672983.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-3688394007005230859</id><published>2012-03-04T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-03-04T22:05:48.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever..</title><content type='html'>I hate the word forever not because it exist but because people are misusing it like fuck. &lt;em&gt;I love you forever&lt;/em&gt;. Fuck,&lt;strong&gt; no&lt;/strong&gt;. How the fuck you would know that you will love someone forever? Forever is so long and things will fucking change like duhh. Yes, you can be madly in love with someone right now but don't you think you are over saying by using the forever? What happens if that person cheated on you huh? You're still going on strong with that fucking forever of yours? &lt;strong&gt;No&lt;/strong&gt;. You can't say that you don't love him / her anymore because they have cheated on you. &lt;strong&gt;No&lt;/strong&gt;. You said forever. That is like the ultimate word and nothing should ever change it. Right? So yeah ..&lt;br /&gt;After all, some people do believe in forever ( people like me ) and it is fucking misleading if you simply misuse it, okay?! So ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8q-fwTDetvo/T1N1sp3sg5I/AAAAAAAAIIA/no4uBfJtd8s/s1600/meme-no.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716041762077442962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8q-fwTDetvo/T1N1sp3sg5I/AAAAAAAAIIA/no4uBfJtd8s/s400/meme-no.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-3688394007005230859?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/3688394007005230859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/3688394007005230859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2012/03/forever.html' title='Forever..'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8q-fwTDetvo/T1N1sp3sg5I/AAAAAAAAIIA/no4uBfJtd8s/s72-c/meme-no.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-4939991269022192317</id><published>2012-03-04T11:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-03-04T11:52:17.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hello Kitty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buys'/><title type='text'>Hello Kitty Buys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-16qvQ6mTid0/T1LkVdYGyfI/AAAAAAAAIHs/Ni17UkPBnGc/s640/blogger-image--1609753109.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-16qvQ6mTid0/T1LkVdYGyfI/AAAAAAAAIHs/Ni17UkPBnGc/s640/blogger-image--1609753109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;I am super sad right now because after I took photos of the Hello Kitty buys I opened the powder and applied it on my hands to realise it was good. I had only bought one. That's the sad part. It's so smooth and it smells so good. It's only RM 1.80. Pure frustration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;The other two? Never going to open them. I fear that I might suffer depression after. But anyway, they were the only two left in Watsons. That's RM 15.90 I think! Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-4939991269022192317?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4939991269022192317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4939991269022192317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2012/03/hello-kitty-buys.html' title='Hello Kitty Buys'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-16qvQ6mTid0/T1LkVdYGyfI/AAAAAAAAIHs/Ni17UkPBnGc/s72-c/blogger-image--1609753109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-2215365841768617317</id><published>2012-03-04T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-03-04T00:57:43.640+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taken'/><title type='text'>Hatyai, Thailand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DYscd_CYAlM/T1JLMs_TZFI/AAAAAAAAIHU/F7ZOwPH5WaE/s640/blogger-image--757732315.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DYscd_CYAlM/T1JLMs_TZFI/AAAAAAAAIHU/F7ZOwPH5WaE/s640/blogger-image--757732315.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taken&lt;/em&gt; while waiting for my mother to get some blouses from a shop in a market near the Lee Gardens Hotel where my family and I were living in during the stay in Hatyai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-rAQ9Qa4iRuE/T1JLNzR4qXI/AAAAAAAAIHc/LPn8EckKnZg/s640/blogger-image-244540230.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-rAQ9Qa4iRuE/T1JLNzR4qXI/AAAAAAAAIHc/LPn8EckKnZg/s640/blogger-image-244540230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;The view from the sky high lobby in the famous Lee Gardens Hotel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7VBhRAQiaFY/T1JLPIyRYKI/AAAAAAAAIHk/l3woghTqTOg/s640/blogger-image-139689756.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7VBhRAQiaFY/T1JLPIyRYKI/AAAAAAAAIHk/l3woghTqTOg/s640/blogger-image-139689756.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taken &lt;/em&gt;while I was in a Tuk Tuk on the way to the night market. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;The thing is that I am in love with the wires. Madly in love with the wires. Because it was messy, tangled, accidentally artistic and eye-catching. I had even took a video with my iPad of the wires. Lol. My sister thinks I am crazy but I think it's totally worth it because I don't get to see wires hanging around like that in Malaysia. It's impossible. The wires were just too much - in a good way. Some were even redundant because they were dislocated. I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; wires nonetheless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-2215365841768617317?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/2215365841768617317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/2215365841768617317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2012/03/hatyai-thailand.html' title='Hatyai, Thailand.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DYscd_CYAlM/T1JLMs_TZFI/AAAAAAAAIHU/F7ZOwPH5WaE/s72-c/blogger-image--757732315.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-6596894018943979518</id><published>2012-03-03T22:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2012-03-04T16:22:08.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>McD @ Hatyai, Thailand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DoJiSmpR3AI/T1Ip17nOAtI/AAAAAAAAIGY/CpBpdphbrJ4/s640/blogger-image--320165247.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DoJiSmpR3AI/T1Ip17nOAtI/AAAAAAAAIGY/CpBpdphbrJ4/s640/blogger-image--320165247.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-AMOfF0YF38A/T1Ip4LYgtFI/AAAAAAAAIGo/CtApiTrahm4/s640/blogger-image-735851995.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-AMOfF0YF38A/T1Ip4LYgtFI/AAAAAAAAIGo/CtApiTrahm4/s640/blogger-image-735851995.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;The first thing that I saw when I stepped out of the van was Ronald McDonald greeting me like that. Such a shame I didn't take any photos with him. Did you know that the McDonalds in Thailand is very different from the ones they have in Malaysia? They have &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Samurai Pork Burger&lt;/span&gt;! I had two. I had one for lunch and one on the way back to Penang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;Their chicken was awesome too. Unfortunately, it was together with very weird sauce that I was unable to like. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Cheese fries&lt;/span&gt; were awesome. Of course. How can cheese + fries not be awesome? I hate the&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Corn Pie&lt;/span&gt; though. Not my thing but my sister's instead. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ham &amp;amp; Egg Pie&lt;/span&gt; was as good as it's gonna get. No complains there. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;McCafe was there too. But sadly I didn't get to try anything there. + I love their partially transparent straws very much. Made my Coke extra magical. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-6596894018943979518?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/6596894018943979518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/6596894018943979518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2012/03/mcd-hatyai-thailand.html' title='McD @ Hatyai, Thailand.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DoJiSmpR3AI/T1Ip17nOAtI/AAAAAAAAIGY/CpBpdphbrJ4/s72-c/blogger-image--320165247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-7575715230510127514</id><published>2012-03-01T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-03-01T01:25:14.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March</title><content type='html'>Happy March everyone! As you can see, my blog is back. I didn't want to delete it because if I did, my one year effort will be gone. Such a waste. Therefore, it shall not happen. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I will blog again soon but as for now, I need some sleep because I am going to Hatyai tomorrow! I know, I know, I just got back from Johore / Singapore a few weeks back. The worst part is, I didn't really blog about it. That sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told Ginny that &lt;em&gt;I am such a traveller&lt;/em&gt; and she mocked me. Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my blog isn't going anywhere. I haven't got my camera yet. How can I stop? Won't stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-7575715230510127514?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7575715230510127514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7575715230510127514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2012/03/march.html' title='March'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-5979704147527847505</id><published>2012-02-04T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T01:58:41.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touchdown!</title><content type='html'>Well, I am blogging from Johore and it is exactly what I did not expected I guess? I am going to blog about today .. here goes :&lt;div&gt;Racheal, her brother and I reached Senai Airport at eight something in the morning and it was very dusty / misty / foggy. I was really grumpy because I did not sleep the whole night and the ride here was a little bumpy. I had to sit next to a skinny girl and a man which was so nice to me! He helped me to take my bags and all! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I realised everyone here can speak nothing but Mandarin. Super fucked because I don't know how to speak Mandarin at all. Problem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were unlucky because the taxi was like from 1994 and the taxi driver was a grumpy old man. He was pissed at us for nothing. On the way home, I saw a lot of trees ( especially palm trees ) and also grass. Green everywhere! Racheal then told me that Johore is famous for palm trees. What? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got home awhile later and I fell asleep on the couch. Racheal took her brother and I to lunch at somewhere which I don't know how to spell and I can't ask Racheal because she's asleep. It was supposed to be famous and all and it is a place that sells something like Yong Tau Foo but higher class I think. In town. The food sucks and it was so expensive. We had two bowls of noodles and it costed us RM 48 ++. Fail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the nearest Jusco and it was having a blackout so I couldn't buy anything from Watsons. Fail. We had Tutti Frutti though! Lemon and Red Velvet! Never tried it before and I am pretty happy like that although the second one sucked badly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ we went to Tesco to buy a watermelon that we had just ate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ I cleaned up Ryan's room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the nearest mamak restaurant, Sayed and it was so posh. It had two domes on the ceiling and it was gold in colour, plus there was carvings and all. So big for a mamak shop and I was super impressed and Racheal thinks I am retarded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talk to you soon, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rei Tartie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-5979704147527847505?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/5979704147527847505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/5979704147527847505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2012/02/touchdown.html' title='Touchdown!'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-5253218450852850608</id><published>2012-02-02T15:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T15:48:58.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am flying to Johore tomorrow morning with Racheal and I am pretty excited because I have never been to Johore before in my life! I heard that the food sucks to the max there! No! Lol. But the good news is that I have been to Singapore.. for an hour. Yeah it was only an hour so I didn't do much. I strolled around Vivo with my mother and sister. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mother helped to pack my stuff already and I didn't take much things because I am just going to use Racheal's instead. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am going to blog soon about my idiotic trip! Can't wait for Universal Studios. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-5253218450852850608?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/5253218450852850608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/5253218450852850608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2012/02/singapore.html' title='Singapore'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-7521094290503179467</id><published>2012-01-31T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T22:40:48.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ankh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-7XkqmPa48Os/Tyf75RD0rYI/AAAAAAAAIFg/zs3MBRJxb10/s640/blogger-image--7877357.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-7XkqmPa48Os/Tyf75RD0rYI/AAAAAAAAIFg/zs3MBRJxb10/s640/blogger-image--7877357.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--WchUXd_XDw/Tyf76hcS8nI/AAAAAAAAIFo/cbWGqshsMec/s640/blogger-image-464401654.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--WchUXd_XDw/Tyf76hcS8nI/AAAAAAAAIFo/cbWGqshsMec/s640/blogger-image-464401654.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-kPnivrXnO5U/Tyf77ihJvxI/AAAAAAAAIFw/_US3310tby0/s640/blogger-image-1693499909.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-kPnivrXnO5U/Tyf77ihJvxI/AAAAAAAAIFw/_US3310tby0/s640/blogger-image-1693499909.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-k2kLJJwAT_s/Tyf79PhsK4I/AAAAAAAAIF4/4SpoiJ6SbKY/s640/blogger-image-43176796.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-k2kLJJwAT_s/Tyf79PhsK4I/AAAAAAAAIF4/4SpoiJ6SbKY/s640/blogger-image-43176796.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; I followed Racheal to do her tattoo today in Mandala and she thinks that tattoos are addicted which is true. I have always wanted to have one myself but my skin is too sensitive. Emo. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-7521094290503179467?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7521094290503179467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7521094290503179467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2012/01/ankh.html' title='Ankh'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-7XkqmPa48Os/Tyf75RD0rYI/AAAAAAAAIFg/zs3MBRJxb10/s72-c/blogger-image--7877357.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-6559608950155268504</id><published>2012-01-27T00:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T00:13:00.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAH</title><content type='html'>Hello! I am blogging from Penang Adventist Hospital! Not to worry, Racheal and I are doing just fine. It's just that we had to stay for awhile to make sure Racheal is completely fine. &lt;br /&gt;To do list with Racheal :&lt;br /&gt;[x] Sleep in the same bed and stretcher in the hospital. &lt;br /&gt;As I have said before, we didn't sleep last night and we napped for awhile ( less than two hours ) just now. So I guess we are not sleeping tonight either. After all, we just had some fish and chips from a hawker stall nearby&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see Angeline love tomorrow! Blog soon. :) &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-O0PH2sJ6MHo/TyF7in7vaeI/AAAAAAAAIFY/CJzukLZ658A/s640/blogger-image-76776379.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-O0PH2sJ6MHo/TyF7in7vaeI/AAAAAAAAIFY/CJzukLZ658A/s640/blogger-image-76776379.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-6559608950155268504?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/6559608950155268504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/6559608950155268504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2012/01/pah.html' title='PAH'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-O0PH2sJ6MHo/TyF7in7vaeI/AAAAAAAAIFY/CJzukLZ658A/s72-c/blogger-image-76776379.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-2573451321468446590</id><published>2012-01-26T07:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T07:59:53.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary</title><content type='html'>I had just bathe. Probably you are wondering why that is scary. That is because it is seven in the morning and I have not slept the entire night. I am officially an owl. Correction, Racheal and I are officially owls. No need to congratulate us. It is a big deal for me because I don't get to sleep until noon today. Why? Because Racheal's heart is shattering and the doctor needs to fix it before it is completely broken into little pieces. Grandmama Kim woke up and made me some coffee. Super thoughtful. I will never know what I will do without her. ( Probably not drink any coffee though. ) &lt;br /&gt;Are you wondering why we didn't sleep the whole night? &lt;br /&gt;Well I will tell you when I know. For now, I don't. We didn't do anything big though. We did not save the world. Nah. We did not stop aliens that were about to land on Earth. Nah. Nothing big.&lt;br /&gt;We did listen to music though. Maroon 5, Taylor Swift, The Script, Linkin Park.. &lt;br /&gt;Also, jelly beans. &lt;br /&gt;If you have no idea what I am talking about then me too. I will forget about this post anyway. After all, it is my big sleep cloudy head speaking.&lt;br /&gt;Good morning, world.. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-UtIAk7W3GGY/TyCXd19T2DI/AAAAAAAAIFQ/ShHHLxc5kFY/s640/blogger-image-1075025533.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-UtIAk7W3GGY/TyCXd19T2DI/AAAAAAAAIFQ/ShHHLxc5kFY/s640/blogger-image-1075025533.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-2573451321468446590?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/2573451321468446590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/2573451321468446590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2012/01/scary.html' title='Scary'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-UtIAk7W3GGY/TyCXd19T2DI/AAAAAAAAIFQ/ShHHLxc5kFY/s72-c/blogger-image-1075025533.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-2508367495925225320</id><published>2012-01-23T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T23:06:08.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Nuggets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Racheal is back and she is not with me now so I have time to blog for awhile. Where is she? Upper Penang Road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I would like to wish you Happy Chinese New Year, so yeah. Happy Chinese New Year you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I am hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I am going to follow Racheal back to Johore and I am very excited because she is taking me to Universal Studio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I killed my Blackberry on the way back to Penang so I am currently using my sister's pink colour Miss Sixty and I don't know how to type because it's not QWERTY keypad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Retiro fetched me back from the bus station when I come back from Genting a few days back.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I met Cheryl and Retiro in Gurney the other day! Cheryl is so pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Brought Jo-Leen to eat Spicy Chicken McDeluxe in McD Sunrise yesterday and it was good. Racheal watched her match.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Oh Arsenal :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Two days ago I had Steamboat at Sin Hui's house and it was good because there were a lot of delicious scallops! Happy! Ginny, Yu Xuan and Racheal were all there! Sherlyn went to KL already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;My driving is getting more stable each day and I am a little happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I am on diet and I have not eaten anything the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I didn't wash my hair for the entire day and now it's sticky ..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I had the most weirdest dream yesterday! I dreamed that I could fly, and I was near the beach but there were swimming pool lights near the shore, and it was fucking beautiful in the oddest way you can ever imagine.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I miss Angeline and Ginny. Mostly, I miss Ginny ordering Chatime for me! Mango QQ ah? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;My sister had feathers on her head and it reminded me of Steven Tyler. Amazing how feathers can do that to me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I didn't get any CNY clothes .. I think I have out grown it already. Damn it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I want an iPhone 4s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I have found the Yeti Zombie in Plants vs. Zombies. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I have been sleeping at 5 o'clock. I need to be fixed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-2508367495925225320?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/2508367495925225320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/2508367495925225320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2012/01/20-nuggets.html' title='20 Nuggets.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-813566234476021192</id><published>2012-01-21T03:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T03:43:42.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's home!</title><content type='html'>Racheal is just back and I am currently blogging with her computer. Well.. she's bathing if you wondering. I will blog soon when I am free and I have pictures. Hehe.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-813566234476021192?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/813566234476021192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/813566234476021192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2012/01/shes-home.html' title='She&apos;s home!'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-7986590565619656688</id><published>2012-01-04T22:31:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T12:32:50.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy Mushroom's Birthday : Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We actually wanted to have a buffet dinner in one of the hotels in Penang but it is already all booked. Damn it. :( So we went for the second best choice we had! It's &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Yea Japanese BBQ Shabu Shabu &lt;/span&gt;and it is located in &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Penang's Time Square&lt;/span&gt;. It is something like Seoul Garden but posh-ier and more expensive! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;My photos are really terrible so .. I made it small enough for you to see the photos but not the terrible-ness : ( I will explain the photos from left to right, too. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cwGqy346V6k/TwUh4am3wJI/AAAAAAAAIEs/EWvA7aNchXY/s1600/blogger-image--1791730730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693994556978610322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cwGqy346V6k/TwUh4am3wJI/AAAAAAAAIEs/EWvA7aNchXY/s200/blogger-image--1791730730.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mcsMzSYdH1k/TwUhwQdtB7I/AAAAAAAAIEg/GggowVUyTh8/s1600/blogger-image-1064601971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693994416816850866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mcsMzSYdH1k/TwUhwQdtB7I/AAAAAAAAIEg/GggowVUyTh8/s200/blogger-image-1064601971.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first stepped into restaurant I saw a grey colour wall. Lol. I took a million photos of the grey wall but the outcome of it was still so blur and I was so sad because that's like the first photo I took of the restaurant. Aww damn it. Left : That's how the restaurant looked like from the outside. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TESrlyTX9y0/TwUhcK_uhqI/AAAAAAAAID8/5c1jNCaJj6k/s1600/blogger-image-1711232339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693994071751558818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TESrlyTX9y0/TwUhcK_uhqI/AAAAAAAAID8/5c1jNCaJj6k/s200/blogger-image-1711232339.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-80qF9rYotxc/TwUhjzMgfxI/AAAAAAAAIEI/qvtsLqOFTAo/s1600/blogger-image-881865403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693994202801667858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-80qF9rYotxc/TwUhjzMgfxI/AAAAAAAAIEI/qvtsLqOFTAo/s200/blogger-image-881865403.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7qcGJM1v5NA/TwUhqfvHo0I/AAAAAAAAIEU/KpZe6paX80Y/s1600/blogger-image-534684556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693994317837214530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7qcGJM1v5NA/TwUhqfvHo0I/AAAAAAAAIEU/KpZe6paX80Y/s200/blogger-image-534684556.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister probably cooked the most because all of us were too lazy to cook and all. The cooking part was really fun because we get to mix all the ingredients together like, &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Salt &amp;amp; Pepper&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Lemon Juice&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;weird sauces&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Wasabi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Cheese&lt;/span&gt; and other stuff. I cooked a lot of lamb, yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The lights in the restaurant were surrounded by beer bottles, seems like it. So creative, ey? Look at the &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Transformer&lt;/span&gt;, too! :D Super &lt;em&gt;ke ai&lt;/em&gt; and and I am only 150 cm.. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EWILX-cC4aY/TwUhOSLq3hI/AAAAAAAAIDk/nTe-PhIIJE4/s1600/blogger-image--381869986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693993833162530322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EWILX-cC4aY/TwUhOSLq3hI/AAAAAAAAIDk/nTe-PhIIJE4/s200/blogger-image--381869986.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wwyRYLZ-j6U/TwUhT3m0PvI/AAAAAAAAIDw/E3rgNmoWEKQ/s1600/blogger-image-779560228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693993929107848946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wwyRYLZ-j6U/TwUhT3m0PvI/AAAAAAAAIDw/E3rgNmoWEKQ/s200/blogger-image-779560228.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interior of the restaurant. On the right is a station to take the meat from and my table was directly in front of it and on the left is a dessert island full of various ice-creams, little cakes, and candies. &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Squishy candies&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tJrQBltesIU/TwUgk7YUQnI/AAAAAAAAIDY/iKhg5Ktc_yc/s1600/blogger-image--1140784504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693993122666922610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tJrQBltesIU/TwUgk7YUQnI/AAAAAAAAIDY/iKhg5Ktc_yc/s200/blogger-image--1140784504.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WB1oXwFhbhs/TwUgcBvtmQI/AAAAAAAAIDM/GIlsBt4vXag/s1600/blogger-image-1602535117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693992969756842242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WB1oXwFhbhs/TwUgcBvtmQI/AAAAAAAAIDM/GIlsBt4vXag/s200/blogger-image-1602535117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stove! I was super retarded and I thought it was made out of ice because it looks like ice in the dark. Wth. Lol. One the right ; Lamb being cooked by my sister and on the left some oysters which I don't eat but I have no idea why did I took a picture of it. Yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pBTSnCQed80/TwUgFw39uaI/AAAAAAAAIDA/py3-TWxpDYQ/s1600/blogger-image-1258164283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693992587270928802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pBTSnCQed80/TwUgFw39uaI/AAAAAAAAIDA/py3-TWxpDYQ/s200/blogger-image-1258164283.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qrTTtJOvuy4/TwUgBi18vBI/AAAAAAAAIC0/rwnDiH0DZBY/s1600/blogger-image--2141135213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693992514784902162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qrTTtJOvuy4/TwUgBi18vBI/AAAAAAAAIC0/rwnDiH0DZBY/s200/blogger-image--2141135213.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's me and Mommy Mushroom!&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; I love you Mommy Mushroom&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Overall the dinner was awesome because the waiters/waitresses were so nice to us. They came and check on us every 360 seconds. I actually counted. Shut up. I am not retarded. Also, I think it is cheaper if you go after ten something, I heard it from sis. Yay! You should go. &lt;em&gt;Okay I love you bye bye now&lt;/em&gt;! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-7986590565619656688?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7986590565619656688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7986590565619656688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2012/01/mommy-mushrooms-birthday-part-2.html' title='Mommy Mushroom&apos;s Birthday : Part 2'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cwGqy346V6k/TwUh4am3wJI/AAAAAAAAIEs/EWvA7aNchXY/s72-c/blogger-image--1791730730.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-6461984537196467922</id><published>2012-01-04T18:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T11:53:23.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mummy Mushroom's Birthday : Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DfUikb4SOcE/TwQpK9QychI/AAAAAAAAIA4/A8ys-jh14gQ/s640/blogger-image-1849220152.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DfUikb4SOcE/TwQpK9QychI/AAAAAAAAIA4/A8ys-jh14gQ/s640/blogger-image-1849220152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-GWBAe7uIHsI/TwQpMNBjrDI/AAAAAAAAIBA/MbNb4RuUDIc/s640/blogger-image--919831110.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-GWBAe7uIHsI/TwQpMNBjrDI/AAAAAAAAIBA/MbNb4RuUDIc/s640/blogger-image--919831110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;I had breakfast in Bali Hai with my entire family today morning and it was so good because everyone's there! My sister took a leave because it's my mother's birthday! Yay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qq5fHwbNqko/TwQpNOj7UmI/AAAAAAAAIBI/OQw1ON9SGF8/s640/blogger-image-1435596809.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qq5fHwbNqko/TwQpNOj7UmI/AAAAAAAAIBI/OQw1ON9SGF8/s640/blogger-image-1435596809.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;Then, we stopped by in Gurney Plaza because I have been wanting these sandals for a very long time! My sister had it and I was so jealous because it is so freaking comfortable! I am so glad that I have slippers that are more expensive than my normal RM 3 Tesco's slippers now! Yay! I bet Ginny, Sherlyn and Sin Hui would be so proud to walk around with me now! Clap hands! Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;I am going to blog again tomorrow about just now .. my dinner in one of the most amazing restaurant in Times Square. But the pictures suck though. It doesn't matter.. I hope!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;Happy Birthday Mommy Monster! I love you so very much you have no idea. Perhaps you do. I am not sure. Love you love you! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-6461984537196467922?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/6461984537196467922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/6461984537196467922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2012/01/mummy-mushrooms-birthday-part-1.html' title='Mummy Mushroom&apos;s Birthday : Part 1'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DfUikb4SOcE/TwQpK9QychI/AAAAAAAAIA4/A8ys-jh14gQ/s72-c/blogger-image-1849220152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-3730763060922530611</id><published>2012-01-03T21:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T18:44:45.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweaters w/ Stripes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6lDT5_TduZo/TwQrVP-WdQI/AAAAAAAAIBQ/fCnM2ALTDV4/s640/blogger-image--1342188135.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6lDT5_TduZo/TwQrVP-WdQI/AAAAAAAAIBQ/fCnM2ALTDV4/s640/blogger-image--1342188135.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;Little post to show off my not just one, but two new sweaters! The grey one is RM 50 and the other one is RM 10. Okay, I know that's a very big difference well that's because the grey sweater material is much better than the blue and white one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;You might be thinking that I am a little crazy because it is so hot in Penang and I am buying sweaters. Well, I am! &amp;amp; also I am going to Genting to visit my parents by the end of this week. Yay I love stripes. I will blog again in a day's time. :) Toodie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-3730763060922530611?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/3730763060922530611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/3730763060922530611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2012/01/sweaters-w-stripes.html' title='Sweaters w/ Stripes!'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6lDT5_TduZo/TwQrVP-WdQI/AAAAAAAAIBQ/fCnM2ALTDV4/s72-c/blogger-image--1342188135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-7071723690240378484</id><published>2012-01-01T14:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T15:03:52.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Stuff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(Firstly, I am going to wish you.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Happy New Year everyone!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(Secondly, I am going to say something idiotic.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can remember 2011 like it was just yesterday. ( Well, that is because it is yesterday! ) I cannot believe I have kept this blog for almost a year now! I am so proud of myself because I didn't delete it. Oh &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;! :) This is going to be my first post of the year and I don't even have photos! How awful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(Thirdly, I am going to mention about my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NYE's&lt;/span&gt; celebration!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I went to Overtime @ &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Raja&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Uda&lt;/span&gt; with who else? :) Angeline got drunk again, of course. Actually, the main reason why did I go there was to see Angeline go cuckoo which was indeed a success! I hope she didn't have any hangovers, though. The first song that I heard for this year was some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; song. And also, the countdown was in Mandarin, I think. Fail case! But everything else was good .. couldn't have been any better. Angeline had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;forgotten&lt;/span&gt; to bring her camera so there were no photos, I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(Then, I am going to ask how did you celebrate your New Year as if you want to answer me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How did you celebrate your New Year? Was it fun? I bet it was! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(And then, I am going to list of resolutions as though I am keeping them.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Resolutions for 2012 :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;" Eat less, chew more".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;" Blog more".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;" Read more."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(Lastly, ending the post with something nice.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bye loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-7071723690240378484?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7071723690240378484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7071723690240378484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-years-stuff.html' title='New Year&apos;s Stuff.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-8514076818810437715</id><published>2011-12-28T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T12:54:45.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drunken Gummy Bear'/><title type='text'>Drunken Gummy Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a post about my latest experiment, Drunken Gummy Bear. Well, I got the idea from a post in Tumblr that I had stumbled upon few weeks back. You might have seen the post to ( if you stalk my Tumblr! ) Here's two pictures, my before and after. I am also teaching you how to make it and answer nonsensical questions that I made up myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-w5S_CWARFKM/TvvfrvpePqI/AAAAAAAAIAo/b18ARsYlnXo/s640/blogger-image-2003516790.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-w5S_CWARFKM/TvvfrvpePqI/AAAAAAAAIAo/b18ARsYlnXo/s640/blogger-image-2003516790.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I couldn't find any gummy bears in Cold Storage so I used normal gummies. I think it's Lot 100's gummies. All you have to do is throw in as much gummies as you want into a bowl ( with or without lid ) and pour in some alcohol. I used Pelican's Pink Vodka which is only 5%. Talk about being a retard. You have to keep it the fridge, five days or more. Well, probably until the gummies has soaked all the alcohol. Yeah. Stir it twice daily to make the soaking faster and equal. Here's the outcome :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1DtU23g3kcY/TvvfqUS-nRI/AAAAAAAAIAg/DUulK6_BqhE/s640/blogger-image--1471953664.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1DtU23g3kcY/TvvfqUS-nRI/AAAAAAAAIAg/DUulK6_BqhE/s640/blogger-image--1471953664.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;I can really tell how big it is now compared to Before because I didn't keep any gummies for comparison purpose but I can tell it got much bigger! Here are some questions and answers that you should read if you want to try it yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Question 1 : How does it taste like?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="left"&gt;I ate three and it taste like normal gummy but it is less sweet. I also cannot taste the alcohol. Probably because of the 5% thing. Humbug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Question 2 : What about the texture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="left"&gt;Because it all have gotten bigger, it is no longer that chewy. It is chewy on the outside but somehow like jelly in the inside. There are also some breakage linings I suppose? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Question 3 : Can I not use alcohol? Maybe orange juice or something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="left"&gt;Well, I think so. I am going to try it with some fruit juice or with some Coke, actually. I will let you know, I will let you know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Question 4 : Can I not keep it in the fridge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="left"&gt;No, you can't. They will stick together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="left"&gt;Well, that is all for now. I got nothing to blog about no more. I will blog again soon. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-8514076818810437715?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8514076818810437715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8514076818810437715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/12/drunken-gummy-bear.html' title='Drunken Gummy Bear'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-w5S_CWARFKM/TvvfrvpePqI/AAAAAAAAIAo/b18ARsYlnXo/s72-c/blogger-image-2003516790.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-4829273049465904467</id><published>2011-12-25T02:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T01:00:06.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmassy :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to wish you&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;y C&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Probably by the time this post is up Christmas would be over .. but, hey, look at the brighter side, at least I have wished you right? x) So yeah, this post is going to be separated into two sections - Christmas Eve and Christmas itself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christmas &lt;/span&gt;Eve&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VzI0P5vsv_U/TvdMCZPSX4I/AAAAAAAAIAM/czj0DsGaSwI/s1600/lala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; HEIGHT: 368px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690100258224365442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VzI0P5vsv_U/TvdMCZPSX4I/AAAAAAAAIAM/czj0DsGaSwI/s400/lala.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H2h_M0GkrM0/TvdLh1PCRtI/AAAAAAAAH_0/F8llzEvWeps/s1600/porridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690099698803820242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H2h_M0GkrM0/TvdLh1PCRtI/AAAAAAAAH_0/F8llzEvWeps/s400/porridge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tDQLelVRsck/TvdLR4wrb0I/AAAAAAAAH_o/hjcDrIXgQLU/s1600/hats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690099424872329026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tDQLelVRsck/TvdLR4wrb0I/AAAAAAAAH_o/hjcDrIXgQLU/s400/hats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nEQdSkMvIM8/TvdLylYkzeI/AAAAAAAAIAA/5kGNtHIaZjw/s1600/hui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690099986606640610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nEQdSkMvIM8/TvdLylYkzeI/AAAAAAAAIAA/5kGNtHIaZjw/s400/hui.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uztXKXJAunA/TvdKeFeWS9I/AAAAAAAAH-4/sc4L-NFSuyA/s1600/bahah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690098534931909586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uztXKXJAunA/TvdKeFeWS9I/AAAAAAAAH-4/sc4L-NFSuyA/s400/bahah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x95TrgeQWJA/TvdK3dJ04II/AAAAAAAAH_Q/s52YhrObqZ4/s1600/beer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690098970785013890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x95TrgeQWJA/TvdK3dJ04II/AAAAAAAAH_Q/s52YhrObqZ4/s400/beer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bTtI3aJLW3Q/TvdLACcSgHI/AAAAAAAAH_c/Ugo9J1YqoFk/s1600/blended.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690099118233518194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bTtI3aJLW3Q/TvdLACcSgHI/AAAAAAAAH_c/Ugo9J1YqoFk/s400/blended.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I went to Gurney. I am used to celebrating Christmas in Gurney. Tradition! I met up with Ginny and Angeline and we had Chatime after and I complained about things that I no longer remember. We walked around and Angeline had some ice-cream. Snacked in &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I Love Yoo!&lt;/span&gt; and then we watched &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Breaking Dawn : Part 1&lt;/span&gt;! Like finally, after so many freaking years I managed to watch it, oh yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Angeline and I went to &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;17 Saloon&lt;/span&gt; to meet up with Sherlyn and Sin Hui ( + her family ) I kind of like the decorations there but they said the food is not worth the price. Yeah, I didn't eat because I am broke. But what I managed to grab a cup regular &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Pure Caramel + Cream from Coffee Bean&lt;/span&gt;! We pretty much hanged around there until countdown. Ginny, Angeline and I got a few drinks from Cold Storage before it closes. &lt;em&gt;Well, we didn't think that any of us will get drunk or anything because it's just 5%. Well, we didn't think that we were such losers. Well, we didn't think that we're just little kids and we couldn't handle 5% shit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, we played &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Dare Or Dare&lt;/span&gt; and spin the bottle that Angeline finished quickly. I had to .. drink a mixture of all the drinks we have ( Bottles + Coffee Bean ) and also chunks of cakes left. DISGUSTING SHIT EVER! Tasted like puke. Eww. Seconds later ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;Angeline got drunk and she did funniest thing ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She rolled on the floor, screamed when we took away the beer and also when she thought she lost her phone, asked Sherlyn to find her a boyfriend, poured beer all over me, laughed for no apparent reason, and said the funniest things ever! She cried too ? Well, to be honest, Ginny and I laughed uncontrollably and said some weird things that we don't seem to remember. &lt;em&gt;I thought I lost my Christmas Tree hat! :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christmas&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went out with Ginny, Sherlyn, and Sin Hui. Jam everywhere! Sherlyn was being extremely indecisive today! Somehow, we ended up in &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Queensbay&lt;/span&gt;. Had &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Japin&lt;/span&gt; for lunch, J.Co frogurt for dessert, and walked around and do nothing.&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; I had turkey for dinner today!&lt;/span&gt; I feel special and .. &lt;em&gt;magical.&lt;/em&gt; But before that, three of us rolled all the way to Jelutong for nothing. Thanks again, Sherlyn. We had dinner in a fancy restaurant in PSC. We couldn't understand how come we ended in such an expensive place when Sherlyn only had RM 5 left .. Odd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The food was awful and all of us struggled to finish it. I don't think it's awful, I think we just don't know how to indulge ourselves in food like that. I broke the dress code by the way, I wore shorts ( a big no no ), slippers ( a bigger no no ) and also round neck shirt ( you know no no ). Nonetheless, it was a fun day. It deserves an oh yay!. &lt;em&gt;Oh yay!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-4829273049465904467?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4829273049465904467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4829273049465904467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/12/babooshka.html' title='Christmassy :)'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VzI0P5vsv_U/TvdMCZPSX4I/AAAAAAAAIAM/czj0DsGaSwI/s72-c/lala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-3143931581352563970</id><published>2011-12-22T11:08:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T12:12:17.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting with who else?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Non-related story -&lt;/strong&gt; I had the most wonderful ( almost ) morning today! I was supposed to go to hiking with Te Sean but sadly ( :D ) it rained! So we went to many places. First stop, McDonalds. We just sat there and watch some TV while I drink some orange juice because I am on some retared diet? And then, we went to Tesco to get some apples and lastly Teluk Bahang's Damp because I want to walk around and .. walk. My driving around Teluk Bahang / Balik Pulau almost killed Te Sean and I. Damn you, cornering.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway I went to Genting with the extraordinary Angeline! But the trip was a normal boring trip in a way. It would have been more boring if I am there alone! Thank God Angeline is always there with me. ;) Here are some pictures that I took with Angeline's camera and some photos she took herself! It's Christmas already so they had all their decorations up. To my dismay, they were all so ordinary and .. simple. So no photos were taken ( I think ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tzdUN3YeIr4/TvKiUNNA6yI/AAAAAAAAH-I/JfRY-_69Ukw/s1600/santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688787747347688226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tzdUN3YeIr4/TvKiUNNA6yI/AAAAAAAAH-I/JfRY-_69Ukw/s400/santa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gsGW1SnQeRs/TvKsasBIyMI/AAAAAAAAH-s/19Ewc7vhfhc/s1600/santa%2Bcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688798853814864066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gsGW1SnQeRs/TvKsasBIyMI/AAAAAAAAH-s/19Ewc7vhfhc/s400/santa%2Bcake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvNKR1_eToM/TvKiE7gcvDI/AAAAAAAAH9w/t3ui5K1FjuE/s1600/red%2Bvelvet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688787484899327026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvNKR1_eToM/TvKiE7gcvDI/AAAAAAAAH9w/t3ui5K1FjuE/s400/red%2Bvelvet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p30HW9j3ip4/TvKgjaF2jdI/AAAAAAAAH8c/bIqQWTZFKwQ/s1600/hot%2Bchoc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688785809482091986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p30HW9j3ip4/TvKgjaF2jdI/AAAAAAAAH8c/bIqQWTZFKwQ/s400/hot%2Bchoc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy, Angeline and I were in Bakery waiting for Mommy to arrive. Dad got us some cupcakes and double hot chocolates. I disliked the double hot chocolates because they were so damn sweet. I bet Angeline liked it, though. Her cupcakes was much nicer than mine. The Red Velvet Cupcake is her's while mine is the yucky-santa-one. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688787163673992578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YY0y-VTuMuA/TvKhyO2XHYI/AAAAAAAAH9Y/gJo8BnAiLRg/s400/395664_157075714398621_100002885805449_211529_1893066794_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_NFyyZrr0aU/TvKh9bWjL-I/AAAAAAAAH9k/8Q-gzJkVovA/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688787356008787938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_NFyyZrr0aU/TvKh9bWjL-I/AAAAAAAAH9k/8Q-gzJkVovA/s400/love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the way there. We were comparing our hair colour! I insisted that her hair is brown and not red at all but she said otherwise. It is really brown! Trust me! Check her out in her Facebook and you'll see what I saw. :) I also mini blinged my Smart Cover with heart shaped gem that I took off from my phone. So pink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IjdekZSkhzU/TvKhLd_FQzI/AAAAAAAAH80/Qv6kb9EBuDA/s1600/pigu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688786497722204978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IjdekZSkhzU/TvKhLd_FQzI/AAAAAAAAH80/Qv6kb9EBuDA/s400/pigu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YGksXcrxMHs/TvKkpHGgDDI/AAAAAAAAH-U/xhtZ8mDA4Xk/s1600/cotton%2527s%2Bleg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688790305510263858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YGksXcrxMHs/TvKkpHGgDDI/AAAAAAAAH-U/xhtZ8mDA4Xk/s400/cotton%2527s%2Bleg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello Pigu! Angeline's face is replaced with Pigu because I don't want to see Ange's face no more. When I sleep, I see her. When I open my eyes, I see her. When I eat, you know. She's everywhere for the last three days! I had enough, Ange. :P And that's Cotton's leg! Isn't so cute, pink and fluffy? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WrVLJ0cth1w/TvKfmAK-hHI/AAAAAAAAH7s/ID3kV9H-ODE/s1600/upside%2Bdown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688784754552243314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WrVLJ0cth1w/TvKfmAK-hHI/AAAAAAAAH7s/ID3kV9H-ODE/s400/upside%2Bdown.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688797380502752466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fFaUE6g2XwQ/TvKrE7gKDNI/AAAAAAAAH-g/BW1z50CHv68/s400/399771_157079964398196_100002885805449_211627_1401249941_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of my face in case you have forgotten how I look like. :) Round round. A picture of Angeline's feet too. But you should focus on the shoes she was wearing. I have it too, right now, here with me! Guess how much we got it? RM10! And it's from Cotton On! I think the initial price is RM80!! Success.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q6jTI-ozW9U/TvKhXq-_8WI/AAAAAAAAH9A/yawuQ2jGrmk/s1600/399965_156559204450272_100002885805449_210130_97426291_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688786707369947490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q6jTI-ozW9U/TvKhXq-_8WI/AAAAAAAAH9A/yawuQ2jGrmk/s400/399965_156559204450272_100002885805449_210130_97426291_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ewt_ZjgxK4/TvKg7_IGXrI/AAAAAAAAH8o/8M9ztxr4Tgw/s1600/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688786231740489394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ewt_ZjgxK4/TvKg7_IGXrI/AAAAAAAAH8o/8M9ztxr4Tgw/s400/rainbow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We watched Freeze also! It is some ice-skating performance with a little magic and comedy! I hated it. All they did was spinning and more spinning and more spinning. I know ice-skating is judged by how well one's spin ( told by Angeline ) is but that's just too much! I also found a rainbow on our hotel room's floor! Odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1IB51_phXQQ/TvKgMpsEUwI/AAAAAAAAH8E/cy36jJHZZ0E/s1600/esprit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688785418531918594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1IB51_phXQQ/TvKgMpsEUwI/AAAAAAAAH8E/cy36jJHZZ0E/s400/esprit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cwU-IJ8cqUo/TvKgYFkiZ7I/AAAAAAAAH8Q/dsz6JkIvhEI/s1600/hello%2Bkitty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688785614995089330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cwU-IJ8cqUo/TvKgYFkiZ7I/AAAAAAAAH8Q/dsz6JkIvhEI/s400/hello%2Bkitty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The longest day ever was the day I stared at Angeline playing her Sims 3. Well, she let me play too but it wasn't enough! I want to play more! I had a Sim named Xylie Warmheart. That's a nice name, I know. ;) Also they had a new game featuring Hello Kitty! Of course I didn't play because that would be a waste of time and money. I had many sandwiches. One from Hainan and the other one is from Bakery. Oh yay! Angeline got Harry Potter DVDs for RM300 and we watched it. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are wondering why are my photos so small, well that is because it was all taken from Facebook and some of it were a little blur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-3143931581352563970?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/3143931581352563970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/3143931581352563970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/12/genting-with-who-else.html' title='Genting with who else?'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tzdUN3YeIr4/TvKiUNNA6yI/AAAAAAAAH-I/JfRY-_69Ukw/s72-c/santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-3837275262359158497</id><published>2011-12-18T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T23:58:15.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P*cking.</title><content type='html'>I have just painted my nails while watching A Walk To Remember. I have watched A Walk To Remember three times and I read the book five times. That is a little too much I know but I just love it so much. Especially the book. The movie is just .. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mehh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;While watching the movie, I realised that I have not packed yet! My oh my. So I pushed open my closet door and switched on the light. The only &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;light bulb&lt;/span&gt; fused. My closet had ( and still having ) a mini blackout. Perfection. But I managed to take what I wanted! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! Unfortunately, my purple and blue nails have smeared all over my fingers. Damn it. I have not painted my nails since form three and this is what I get.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, mom said it is going to be super cold and she reminded me to pack thick clothes .. and a hat? But I didn't! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Muahaha&lt;/span&gt;! Well that is because I couldn't find any. So what I got were my blue and white striped Cotton On top that I got with Angeline, &lt;a href="http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_23.html"&gt;my big Hello Kitty shirt&lt;/a&gt;, black and white striped long socks, my owl T-Shirt which I love, and other stuff. I am bringing everything that are double my size because I want everything to hang loose. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yayness&lt;/span&gt;. Also, I am bringing my sister's stained, thick, white, XL jacket that she got from Giordano many years ago and a scarf. I have no idea where did the scarf came from. It was just hanging around in closet. So yeah. I am going to be very much unfashionable.&lt;br /&gt;Angeline also insisted that I bring Cotton together for the trip too. She wants Cotton and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pigu&lt;/span&gt; ( her penguin ) to meet. I am going to be such a big idiot holding a baby elephant walking around in Green Lane tomorrow. I just know it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-3837275262359158497?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/3837275262359158497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/3837275262359158497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/12/pcking.html' title='P*cking.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-1146642254714821530</id><published>2011-12-17T23:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T03:06:09.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cotton is blogging.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R2xXUwigyHA/TuzngmAvh7I/AAAAAAAAH6o/54OP3Jdgeqc/s1600/banana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687174976607586226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R2xXUwigyHA/TuzngmAvh7I/AAAAAAAAH6o/54OP3Jdgeqc/s200/banana.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lO6nigJj20U/TuznqRYbwXI/AAAAAAAAH60/yhC_32vk29E/s1600/christmas%2Bhat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687175142868500850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lO6nigJj20U/TuznqRYbwXI/AAAAAAAAH60/yhC_32vk29E/s200/christmas%2Bhat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGlvX_FgzB4/Tuznvsb-r5I/AAAAAAAAH7A/VvcESReKy_8/s1600/cotton%2Bange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687175236030476178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGlvX_FgzB4/Tuznvsb-r5I/AAAAAAAAH7A/VvcESReKy_8/s200/cotton%2Bange.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmzMEK7H7pM/Tuzn4lRKAkI/AAAAAAAAH7M/z-tU35hgP6E/s1600/flower%2Bcott.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687175388724855362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmzMEK7H7pM/Tuzn4lRKAkI/AAAAAAAAH7M/z-tU35hgP6E/s200/flower%2Bcott.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;" Here's a passport photo of me ( and also others ). As you can tell, I am a baby elephant. I am blue and pink in colour and I have big wobbly wobbly kissable eyes that can stare humans into their souls.. I have a very curly tail and two very big ears! Don't you dare backstab me, fuckers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Right, right, I have forgotten to mention my beautiful name. My name is Cotton and I don't have any surname or middle name. Just plain Cotton. Well that's because my owner's friend thought that I look like cotton candy. Thank God my owner didn't name me Candy, how odd would that be, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I like to eat bananas, or maybe just to hold them. Bananas are nice to hold. I have been holding the same banana for my entire life. I am a special breed of elephants. Not much elephants are made out of cotton, you know? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Well if you think that my owner bought me then you are very much wrong. My owner, Mei Rei, is a cheapskate. So, her wonderful non-cheapskate friends had to buy me for her. Pfft, Mei Rei you are such a loser unlike Ginny and Angeline! How dare you let Ginny buy me on her birthday for you! Duhh! My owner loves Ginny and Angeline a lot. Yuck! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I think I am going to bed now.. I have been acting cute the whole day and it's tiring. Good night humans. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - Cotton &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-1146642254714821530?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/1146642254714821530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/1146642254714821530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/12/cotton-is-blogging.html' title='Cotton is blogging.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R2xXUwigyHA/TuzngmAvh7I/AAAAAAAAH6o/54OP3Jdgeqc/s72-c/banana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-8932202192370609283</id><published>2011-12-17T21:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T21:32:19.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ginny's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bT-9yz26Yrk/TuyUEb-rHZI/AAAAAAAAH5I/kLYdaxMFL4w/s640/blogger-image--1907565785.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bT-9yz26Yrk/TuyUEb-rHZI/AAAAAAAAH5I/kLYdaxMFL4w/s640/blogger-image--1907565785.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dW7khFZ9hpU/TuyUFh3Lx8I/AAAAAAAAH5Q/22Avp4o6K0A/s640/blogger-image-360507414.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dW7khFZ9hpU/TuyUFh3Lx8I/AAAAAAAAH5Q/22Avp4o6K0A/s640/blogger-image-360507414.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hnEcrv9rg5Y/TuyUGi9y8mI/AAAAAAAAH5U/45o7XZPqLVM/s640/blogger-image--629225927.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hnEcrv9rg5Y/TuyUGi9y8mI/AAAAAAAAH5U/45o7XZPqLVM/s640/blogger-image--629225927.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sq9knfr6lFU/TuyUHyaduyI/AAAAAAAAH5g/vqr-v7-AXcQ/s640/blogger-image--742949062.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sq9knfr6lFU/TuyUHyaduyI/AAAAAAAAH5g/vqr-v7-AXcQ/s640/blogger-image--742949062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-UKFlVDqWI_8/TuyUI5lg1WI/AAAAAAAAH5k/-8ZBZJj8eXo/s640/blogger-image--1199361856.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-UKFlVDqWI_8/TuyUI5lg1WI/AAAAAAAAH5k/-8ZBZJj8eXo/s640/blogger-image--1199361856.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZxIyqRIsaIE/TuyUKhVeECI/AAAAAAAAH54/Hur6TM3bgE8/s640/blogger-image--253243690.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZxIyqRIsaIE/TuyUKhVeECI/AAAAAAAAH54/Hur6TM3bgE8/s640/blogger-image--253243690.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-gWdg8hFi8es/TuyUJpk7ttI/AAAAAAAAH5s/3e3TYqCZzbE/s640/blogger-image-354109470.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-gWdg8hFi8es/TuyUJpk7ttI/AAAAAAAAH5s/3e3TYqCZzbE/s640/blogger-image-354109470.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;Dear Angeline and Ginny, I like to thank both of you for Cotton. It's the best damn thing ever! Not to worry, I won't abandon Cotton for other baby elephants holding a banana that is blue and pink in colour .. Not to worry.&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Ginny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Fluffy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Bunny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Backfired&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;, Happy 17th Birthday! I hope you had an awesome time with us in Gurney doing the usuals. BFF, okay? :) Also, I owe you money. Remember that because I won't!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-8932202192370609283?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8932202192370609283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8932202192370609283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/12/ginnys-day.html' title='Ginny&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bT-9yz26Yrk/TuyUEb-rHZI/AAAAAAAAH5I/kLYdaxMFL4w/s72-c/blogger-image--1907565785.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-4560800435062749857</id><published>2011-12-16T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T22:37:12.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawing'/><title type='text'>A box that is red in colour.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Drawing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AxBh9eDNj-I/TutV25QtEdI/AAAAAAAAH5A/P14kXpwVQ1w/s640/blogger-image-832860378.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AxBh9eDNj-I/TutV25QtEdI/AAAAAAAAH5A/P14kXpwVQ1w/s640/blogger-image-832860378.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;" The sun goes down, the stars come out.." - Glad You Came by The Wanted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;One of the songs that I don't know how to sing but sang anyway today! I went to Red Box with Eileen, Sheau Han and Ginny. Golly! Tomorrow's Ginny's birthday already and I got nothing done! No presents, no cards .. What should I do?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-4560800435062749857?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4560800435062749857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4560800435062749857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/12/drawing-sun-goes-down-stars-come-out.html' title='A box that is red in colour.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AxBh9eDNj-I/TutV25QtEdI/AAAAAAAAH5A/P14kXpwVQ1w/s72-c/blogger-image-832860378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-1206763507321572869</id><published>2011-12-15T11:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T11:31:30.417+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawing'/><title type='text'>The Awesome Pomelo Post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Drawing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-m87gemhBO18/TuloHXpluQI/AAAAAAAAH4o/zBRhb8IulHA/s640/blogger-image-992729535.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-m87gemhBO18/TuloHXpluQI/AAAAAAAAH4o/zBRhb8IulHA/s640/blogger-image-992729535.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been messing around with one of my iPad applications a lot after the Ferrari post thing below .. I kind of love drawing. I always have! But the problem is that I draw really ugly but since it's not actual drawing , it's not that bad! Here is what I made, it is also the main reason why I have not been going a lot lately .. ( I made it in a Pomelo way to emphasize the fatness. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-sycvtDlwtu0/TuloD-mjcZI/AAAAAAAAH4c/IHHOFrhMx8U/s640/blogger-image--1051277793.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-sycvtDlwtu0/TuloD-mjcZI/AAAAAAAAH4c/IHHOFrhMx8U/s640/blogger-image--1051277793.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4zjy8gViDUY/TuloE7KVBcI/AAAAAAAAH4k/YZpIOq3yP4A/s640/blogger-image-1055726602.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4zjy8gViDUY/TuloE7KVBcI/AAAAAAAAH4k/YZpIOq3yP4A/s640/blogger-image-1055726602.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;To be continued .. soon. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;What a shame I couldn't finish everything in a day! But I might finish it by tomorrow.. probably! Doodles! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-1206763507321572869?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/1206763507321572869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/1206763507321572869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/12/awesome-pomelo-post.html' title='The Awesome Pomelo Post.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-m87gemhBO18/TuloHXpluQI/AAAAAAAAH4o/zBRhb8IulHA/s72-c/blogger-image-992729535.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-4451709138404564992</id><published>2011-12-14T18:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T19:46:53.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream Thing'/><title type='text'>Bicycle-like Thing!</title><content type='html'>The other day I was hiking with my friend and a few uncles came rolling down with some mountain bicycles and I was so impressed! I was very impressed with the speed that they're going, their skills to go down the hill without crashing ( it's hard you know! ), and also the expensive bicycles! Gee! The bicycle that I used to cycle to Botanical Garden is totally&lt;strong&gt; nothing&lt;/strong&gt; compared to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;theirs&lt;/span&gt;! One of the bicycles that caught my eyes looked something like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sfw_X2P8fhQ/TuiAPL0azrI/AAAAAAAAH4M/5ikdO_AJW7Q/s640/blogger-image--2080604776.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sfw_X2P8fhQ/TuiAPL0azrI/AAAAAAAAH4M/5ikdO_AJW7Q/s640/blogger-image--2080604776.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ferrari&lt;/span&gt; okay! It has the Ferrari logo on it! I was really jealous and I know it is super expensive because I was told by Ginny! It looked really tiny and light! But I am not really sure whether is it light or not ..( I am also pretty sure it is not called bicycle. ). But what I am pretty sure is that &lt;strong&gt;I want it&lt;/strong&gt;! I want everything that's expensive. That is so me. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Emo&lt;/span&gt;. I am going to end this post with a doodle that I drew in my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;iPad&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VQDGgV5Xre8/TuiAPhp1BgI/AAAAAAAAH4Q/LqUhsQQuLHQ/s640/blogger-image--81031456.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VQDGgV5Xre8/TuiAPhp1BgI/AAAAAAAAH4Q/LqUhsQQuLHQ/s640/blogger-image--81031456.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-4451709138404564992?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4451709138404564992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4451709138404564992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/12/bicycle-like-thing.html' title='Bicycle-like Thing!'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sfw_X2P8fhQ/TuiAPL0azrI/AAAAAAAAH4M/5ikdO_AJW7Q/s72-c/blogger-image--2080604776.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-6364450052085101182</id><published>2011-12-14T11:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T11:54:31.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roald Dahl's :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-tdXHtOj_8A8/Tugb_JwHgQI/AAAAAAAAH4A/t_KxnH3yt9I/s640/blogger-image-1762546876.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-tdXHtOj_8A8/Tugb_JwHgQI/AAAAAAAAH4A/t_KxnH3yt9I/s640/blogger-image-1762546876.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="center"&gt;I haven't started reading yet. I haven't started officially reading it yet! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! My sister was in a pretty good mood the other day when we were in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Queensbay&lt;/span&gt; ( probably because I was carrying &lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/strong&gt; for her ) and she got me these! I am so excited! I stumbled upon &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Roald&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dahl's&lt;/span&gt; Treasury few months ago and I wanted to buy but I had not enough money .. so I came back later and .. it was not there anymore. T.T. Lucky me, Borders has everything! I didn't want to buy the other book .. the one on the right. But my sister insisted because I would be bored the entire holidays doing nothing so .. yeah. Probably because of the discount too! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lol&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/3144375996070133678-6364450052085101182?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/6364450052085101182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/6364450052085101182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/12/roald-dahls.html' title='Roald Dahl&apos;s :)'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-tdXHtOj_8A8/Tugb_JwHgQI/AAAAAAAAH4A/t_KxnH3yt9I/s72-c/blogger-image-1762546876.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-877042072536916025</id><published>2011-12-10T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T00:49:37.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can drive now! Without my father's help! I think it's a good thing. But I like to go slow so that I can stop in time when I need to. But the problem is everyone. They like to horn me when I drive slow because you know, I am blocking them and I am slow. But slow is still a very good speed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Traffic jams are just so fucking lovely. It gives me an excuse to drive ( at my own speed ) slowly. Don't get me wrong, I like driving fast ( too ) it is just that my slowness will never cause any accident or any damages to my car .. or to me, and anyone else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first time that I drove myself? Was on the 8th of December 2011! I drove Nikki to Gurney! I have just realised that I have fear of driving also .. because my legs stutter / shiver ( Nikki calls it shiver and I call it stutter. ). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But if I have a choice, I will never drive. I rather take the bus or walk because it is much safer. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-877042072536916025?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/877042072536916025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/877042072536916025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/12/driving.html' title='Driving!'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-1925515484059652142</id><published>2011-12-06T19:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T19:33:24.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>" Yellow "</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SQX0G0EygJE/Tt34HQkIo2I/AAAAAAAAH2g/ALaw4Ox8Sc8/s640/blogger-image--1758361569.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SQX0G0EygJE/Tt34HQkIo2I/AAAAAAAAH2g/ALaw4Ox8Sc8/s640/blogger-image--1758361569.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="center"&gt;Sin Hui fetched &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sherlyn&lt;/span&gt;, Ginny, Angeline and I to Uplands today because Angeline had an interview after I gave back my textbooks to the school .. Angeline's interview took up the entire morning. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sherlyn&lt;/span&gt;, Ginny, Sin Hui and I had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; while waiting for Angeline .. We are such good friends okay! Who the hell will&lt;strong&gt; wait&lt;/strong&gt; for hours and &lt;strong&gt;eat chickens&lt;/strong&gt; for you huh, Angeline?! Christmas decorations everywhere! So pretty, but sadly I couldn't upload them because I took 'em with Angeline's super &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yeng&lt;/span&gt;, super &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chio&lt;/span&gt;, super camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="center"&gt;Sin Hui dropped me home and I went to highlight my hair with my mother and also sister! It took me quite a long time and I was pretty excited because it was my first time highlighting it! :) After that, we had tea time in Old Town near my house. It's newly open at Precint 10! Can't wait for the other shops to be open! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sWrcMLkH83s/Tt34GQSErQI/AAAAAAAAH2Y/UzoSbOjhd5I/s640/blogger-image--92238133.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sWrcMLkH83s/Tt34GQSErQI/AAAAAAAAH2Y/UzoSbOjhd5I/s640/blogger-image--92238133.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;My blob of hair. If you still couldn't see the highlight it's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; in colour, okay? I also cut my hair so it's way shorter now. :( I have never planned to highlight my hair red before in my entire life actually. But it is the most striking colour there is &lt;strong&gt;without bleaching my hair&lt;/strong&gt;. So .. yeah. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Pictures Of My Sister And I Which You Might Not Like But I Do :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RmXATVlOKds/Tt34ISSQsxI/AAAAAAAAH2o/hUHC10BoV6U/s640/blogger-image--992973517.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RmXATVlOKds/Tt34ISSQsxI/AAAAAAAAH2o/hUHC10BoV6U/s640/blogger-image--992973517.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-X-b1NQD3z_8/Tt34Je3EoCI/AAAAAAAAH2w/HHI9vrgoVKU/s640/blogger-image-1957781430.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-X-b1NQD3z_8/Tt34Je3EoCI/AAAAAAAAH2w/HHI9vrgoVKU/s640/blogger-image-1957781430.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5NJ__Ylp6-s/Tt34KFJaX2I/AAAAAAAAH20/fbXB4r-aNHE/s640/blogger-image-461789068.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5NJ__Ylp6-s/Tt34KFJaX2I/AAAAAAAAH20/fbXB4r-aNHE/s640/blogger-image-461789068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-8V0cA30RKPo/Tt34K-9rtOI/AAAAAAAAH3A/aT6JEoHuF0k/s640/blogger-image--1177124311.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-8V0cA30RKPo/Tt34K-9rtOI/AAAAAAAAH3A/aT6JEoHuF0k/s640/blogger-image--1177124311.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;I accidentally named myself &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rei&lt;/span&gt; Tart by the way, I know. It sounds like retard. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Leave me alone ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-MAa6e3gZfLI/Tt34MHkc5rI/AAAAAAAAH3I/SRd2PH7Gr1k/s640/blogger-image--751797024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rei&lt;/span&gt; Tart! High-yak! I know I am a little slower than everyone else but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPM's over&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Here comes more blog posts! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-1925515484059652142?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/1925515484059652142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/1925515484059652142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/12/yellow.html' title='&quot; Yellow &quot;'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SQX0G0EygJE/Tt34HQkIo2I/AAAAAAAAH2g/ALaw4Ox8Sc8/s72-c/blogger-image--1758361569.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-181137130829903658</id><published>2011-12-04T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T18:36:30.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Treats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lZ7j1f7cDOk/TttLt1gNMtI/AAAAAAAAH2Q/jRr2A3EGFsc/s640/blogger-image--1837978404.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lZ7j1f7cDOk/TttLt1gNMtI/AAAAAAAAH2Q/jRr2A3EGFsc/s640/blogger-image--1837978404.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;Homemade marshmallows and muffins from a nearby bakery. The marshmallows are so freaking awesome I don't even know how to explain it! :D Anyway, I am going to study for my papers now, English Literature and Accounts! Wish me luck ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-181137130829903658?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/181137130829903658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/181137130829903658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/12/sweet-treats.html' title='Sweet Treats'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lZ7j1f7cDOk/TttLt1gNMtI/AAAAAAAAH2Q/jRr2A3EGFsc/s72-c/blogger-image--1837978404.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-2832708239529631151</id><published>2011-12-01T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T23:49:35.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister's Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a sister in case you don't know. Probably you don't really know because I don't really mention about her before. She's like one year older today. Oh yay! But I am going not to tell you how old she it. That's a secret. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Ua30Fpzv-zc/TteQcNHXPLI/AAAAAAAAH2A/mujb_D2UBUE/s640/blogger-image-452850173.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Ua30Fpzv-zc/TteQcNHXPLI/AAAAAAAAH2A/mujb_D2UBUE/s640/blogger-image-452850173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVE LOVE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't think you will read my blog but just to make it look more like a Birthday post, I hope you know what I mean and it actually make sense. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, we had our dinner in Mizi's Bistro because everywhere else is either full or closed. But the dinner was good and affordable, so yay us! Here are some pictures that I took with my iPad. My sister and I had to take turns to take pictures but's that okay, I can tolerate because after all, it's her birthday. &amp;gt;:) Ugly pictures ahead :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-0kSBKiVraEQ/TteQdFyBPtI/AAAAAAAAH2I/jiUuWs9BlV0/s640/blogger-image-273728976.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-0kSBKiVraEQ/TteQdFyBPtI/AAAAAAAAH2I/jiUuWs9BlV0/s640/blogger-image-273728976.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mizi Bistro's Menu and also Bar. Don't you feel the vintage-ness? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-JWop3K6UxEE/TteQaF0HJNI/AAAAAAAAH1w/f1QgcvWu5FQ/s640/blogger-image--911543072.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-JWop3K6UxEE/TteQaF0HJNI/AAAAAAAAH1w/f1QgcvWu5FQ/s640/blogger-image--911543072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What my family had for main course. We had mushroom / pumpkin soup and some bread before main course. I love the mushroom soup because there's chunky mushrooms inside. Chunky enough to like it but not chunky enough to choke me. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-KcD_9MD_CRQ/TteQYoPzzLI/AAAAAAAAH1o/Bo16FPpi7s4/s640/blogger-image--1686001033.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-KcD_9MD_CRQ/TteQYoPzzLI/AAAAAAAAH1o/Bo16FPpi7s4/s640/blogger-image--1686001033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main course : Lamb Shank T .. something. I have a thing for lamb shanks nowadays. Lambs are so soft and lumpy. I know the word isn't appealing but it sounds good to me, okay?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xydYX4NGyiQ/TteQaw4WkSI/AAAAAAAAH14/ZOwNeGXnM7c/s640/blogger-image-2069421448.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xydYX4NGyiQ/TteQaw4WkSI/AAAAAAAAH14/ZOwNeGXnM7c/s640/blogger-image-2069421448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Ending the post with something sweet and free. :) What a normal dinner. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-2832708239529631151?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/2832708239529631151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/2832708239529631151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/12/sisters-birthday.html' title='Sister&apos;s Birthday!'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Ua30Fpzv-zc/TteQcNHXPLI/AAAAAAAAH2A/mujb_D2UBUE/s72-c/blogger-image-452850173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-688629674752436433</id><published>2011-11-27T23:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T13:24:46.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang Bridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4OqwbBqBBbI/TtJUuVA_maI/AAAAAAAAH1Y/_6jFlueyQTs/s640/blogger-image--574479942.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4OqwbBqBBbI/TtJUuVA_maI/AAAAAAAAH1Y/_6jFlueyQTs/s640/blogger-image--574479942.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-u_8yQzMXiZQ/TtJUvy14KmI/AAAAAAAAH1g/khspNX5YQHE/s640/blogger-image--662738003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-u_8yQzMXiZQ/TtJUvy14KmI/AAAAAAAAH1g/khspNX5YQHE/s640/blogger-image--662738003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; This is what I did to Jo-Leen. Yah, I did Penang Bridge to her. Was on the way to Queensbay when we took the wrong turn and headed to Butterworth. How eventful. :) &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-688629674752436433?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/688629674752436433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/688629674752436433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/11/penny.html' title='Penang Bridge'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4OqwbBqBBbI/TtJUuVA_maI/AAAAAAAAH1Y/_6jFlueyQTs/s72-c/blogger-image--574479942.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-2280048263948067505</id><published>2011-11-27T01:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T02:04:18.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cannot take it, no more.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate blogging a lot now. I really do. My awesome blog has been spacing by itself and there's so many gaps everywhere and I have no idea how to fix it because I am &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; stupid. I have been looking through the HTML over and over and I still get nothing and it is pissing me off, period. That's the main reason why I don't blog with picture anymore! Everything seems to be okay until I click " Publish Post ". I hate disasters. Bye blog. I hate you forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-2280048263948067505?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/2280048263948067505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/2280048263948067505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/11/cannot-take-it-no-more.html' title='Cannot take it, no more.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-5403447166257916214</id><published>2011-11-25T16:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T16:42:26.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Science Paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-JDAQO0A-Iz4/Ts9SkrGdY4I/AAAAAAAAH1A/ov8rbwqkxdQ/s640/blogger-image--55736695.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-JDAQO0A-Iz4/Ts9SkrGdY4I/AAAAAAAAH1A/ov8rbwqkxdQ/s640/blogger-image--55736695.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kFZMybEBiVU/Ts9SmneAGQI/AAAAAAAAH1Q/pv934YzroBE/s640/blogger-image-1668019210.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kFZMybEBiVU/Ts9SmneAGQI/AAAAAAAAH1Q/pv934YzroBE/s640/blogger-image-1668019210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;Doodles that I drew during Science class. Probably is one of the many reasons why I sucked in Science Paper yesterday. I did it so badly that .. I cannot believe that I did it. Now that is very, very bad. I shall not lie, the paper was easy it was me. I didn't study. My bad. Now I feel so ANGRY at myself because everyone else did it better than me. Well, at least I think so. I wish they sucked in it too but that's not going to help. I cannot forgive myself for what I didn't do. That's just bad. I really really wanted an A for Science and now I don't think that I can even get a .. C. That is bad, right? Boohoo, I told my mother that I wanted to retake my Science and Mathematics and she said no. Killer. Now, what am I suppose to do? Psh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-5403447166257916214?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/5403447166257916214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/5403447166257916214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/11/science-paper.html' title='Science Paper'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-JDAQO0A-Iz4/Ts9SkrGdY4I/AAAAAAAAH1A/ov8rbwqkxdQ/s72-c/blogger-image--55736695.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-2116467726426073303</id><published>2011-11-23T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T13:27:08.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Hello Kitty Shirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-tkG0vHXfLbw/Ts0Ote-7nEI/AAAAAAAAH0w/10GmRxT7ppc/s640/blogger-image--704726535.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-tkG0vHXfLbw/Ts0Ote-7nEI/AAAAAAAAH0w/10GmRxT7ppc/s640/blogger-image--704726535.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;Hello! This is a mini update to show off my super big Hello Kitty shirt! You see, I have a thing for Hello Kitty .. I don't think it's an obsession, it's just a thing. Lol. Anyway, my sister got it for me from a night market! I saw the same thing in Gurney Plaza and I was thinking to buy it luckily I didn't because, you know. &amp;gt;:) Saved my money! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-2116467726426073303?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/2116467726426073303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/2116467726426073303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_23.html' title='The Big Hello Kitty Shirt'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-tkG0vHXfLbw/Ts0Ote-7nEI/AAAAAAAAH0w/10GmRxT7ppc/s72-c/blogger-image--704726535.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-4563524512690329542</id><published>2011-11-20T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T21:22:19.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Read Me(s)'/><title type='text'>Stupid Questions</title><content type='html'>Yup, I am successfully procrastinating my studies for my paper tomorrow, Moral! I promise that I am going to study later not to worry. Actually I think that you would actually want me to not study so that my grades would be lower than yours. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;NOT HAPPENING YO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So .. stupid questions. They exist alright and sometimes its existence makes me feel so .. angry. I am not really sure how do you categorise a question whether it's stupid or not. But if you feel that's a stupid question, then it is. For example, a fat girl ( me ) would ask people whether she is fat or not ( but I already know the answer because it's obvious ). So, it's a stupid question. But people would tend to lie to not hurt my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BULLSHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stupid questions : stupid answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another type of stupid question is .. the sarcastic type. Jo-Leen ( told you I will mention your name, muahaha. ) is a very sarcastic person. Her sarcasm level is superbly high. It's like infinite. So here's our conversation just now ( something like it because I am lazy to take my phone ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am using a lot of brackets. Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Mei Rei&lt;/span&gt; : I wrote something on my blog for you. It's like a mini shoutout for you to thank you and stuff like that blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Jo-Leen&lt;/span&gt; : What's your blog link?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Mei Rei&lt;/span&gt; : meirei.blogspot.com (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Jo-Leen&lt;/span&gt; : So it's with the smiley face too? Your link?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See stupid question. I know what she's trying to do but don't you think you can do better than that huh my love? I feel like squishing you you have no idea. Anyway, she is the person that inspire me to procrastinate me from studying and also this lovely post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like to say that everyone asks stupid questions. Even me. Most of the time I ask really retarded questions that can get on my mother's nerves. I did it purposely, okay? But sometimes I don't because I am&lt;strong&gt; THAT&lt;/strong&gt; stupid. Even smart people ask stupid questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTUALLY SUDDENLY I THOUGHT OF SOMEONE WHO ASKS ME A LOT STUPID QUESTIONS EVERY FREAKING DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;My grandmother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH.MY.GOSH. She really does ask the most stupidest questions ever and she is really awesome and smart because the things she cook is so amazing I can die for it. And besides, she raised me and I am awesome. Therefore, she is! Maybe it's a thing. When you get older, you can think that well then you ask stupid questions. I think that's how it goes. You might be wondering what type of questions that she asked that can be so stupid. Here's some ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am done bathing and I go downstairs to take some cotton buds, she'll be sitting in the living room, and she would ask me whether I bathe already or not. Why is it stupid? Well, because my hair is dripping wet and I smell like strawberries. She might not be able to smell me but she can see me okay. Hair wet wet wet, dripping wet.&lt;em&gt; Get me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not stupid enough? Here's another one. I was eating some stuff ( this happens all the time ) and she's like, " Are you eating? ". Sometimes ( most of the time, actually. ) I don't bring keys to school and when I come back I ring the bell and tell her that I didn't bring the keys so that she can open the door for me. So she came rushing and she opened the door for me, and yeah .. guess what she asked.. yup .. exactly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;" You didn't bring your keys?" or the worst one is, " You went to school?" and I am like dudeeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I might be a little mean using my grandmother as example. But it's the best example because I know you know exactly what I mean! The moral of this is, don't ever ask stupid questions because people will question your stupidity level. That's not stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, this post is a little messy 'cause I am in a rush! Anyway! Look at the beautiful date. I regretted not blogging on 11/11/11 . Crazy sad. Bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I have just joined Nuffnang! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;--------------------------&amp;gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-4563524512690329542?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4563524512690329542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4563524512690329542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/11/stupid-questions.html' title='Stupid Questions'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-1093288831362722781</id><published>2011-11-19T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T03:10:14.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Thank You Post</title><content type='html'>I would like to thank each and everyone of you for making my school life awesome :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Agnes&lt;/span&gt;, you are probably the most awesomest person I have ever met. So you want to know why? Well, that's because you can take me as I am. I am probably the most annoying person you have ever met, poking you, poking you, hitting you, punching you, pulling your hair.. well you get my point. Therefore, your endurance - level is super high. And you can understand me very well. Remember one of those days when you stayed back with me when Angeline and Sin Hui left? I told you that I was afraid and stuff you actually understand how I feel and you always say the right thing to console me! Omg idiot, I love you like siao. And you told me that .. once we get out of school, I can barely see you anymore, and that makes me very sad. Who am I suppose to poke?! I mean if I simply poke anyone also their reaction won't be the same as yours.. you get what I mean? No one can ever replace you, and I really do hope that I get to go form six with you.. :) Don't forget me, I will never get over you. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Angeline&lt;/span&gt;, you are also probably the most awesome person I have ever met. You are so giving .. and I can never be like you. I know sometimes you are really upset and I don't have the right words to make you feel okay, but I am always going to be there for you no matter what, even though you are in Canada! ( That's where Justin Bieber was born. ) Never say never! I will always remember our trips to Genting! Remember the night market that we eat the smelly tou fu? YUCK OMG. That was so disgusting, and I wish that I can do more disgusting stuff with you. I know that I know you for less than a year, but I already love you so so much! And I feel like I know you for like, forever. Thanks for letting me play your camera most of the time! Makes me so happy! Also, for teaching me how to play your camera. Before I know you, I don't even know how to function at all. I love singing songs with you, and you are one of the easiest person to talk to because you have a lot of common favourite stuff .. Tumblr .. songs. Stuff like that. And also, we hate the same person sometimes. Haha! Love ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Annabelle&lt;/span&gt;, you are an awesome artist and most of the time I feel like tearing your art because I cannot except the fact that I cannot draw .. not even an apple. But thankfully, you are willing to teach me. And also, you make me feel like my Accounts folio was easy. You helped me thoroughly and you did it for a chocolate! Yay! Thanks for fetching me back from Accounts tuition sometimes! I LOVE YOU SO BLOODY MUCH. But that's a secret and it is unsuccesfully kept. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ginny&lt;/span&gt;, you are also one of the awesomest person I ever met. Fuck you're all awesome to me. ._. But Ginny is the awesomest okay! Potato salad, potato salad. Okay, hi. You are an idiot. I think you are the nicest person to eat with and also the nicest person to text with. Well, actually, I got nothing to say to you because you will be stuck with me for the rest of my life. Well, at least I hope so! I need you to be around me all the time. Every ten seconds. Don't leave me okay idiot. I know exactly where you live I can always hunt you down. Scared not? Lovee you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Vern Vern&lt;/span&gt;, you are awesome and you know it! Haha! I know, I know, we used to fight a lot and stuff life that and I guess you had to tolerate with me a lot because I am so idiotically childish. I am sincerely sorry for what I said or did last time. I am so thankful that you actually forgive me, because that's like one of the hardest thing anyone can do. Thanks for being the bigger person. I can never do what you did. Stay in touch with me, okay? Then we can do stupid stuff together. That will be awesome. Corona Corona. Promise okay, fucker? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Michella&lt;/span&gt;, sadly you are not awesome.. you are wonderfully lovely. Yup. You are probably the most caring and giving person I have ever met. I remember one day you told me that I have the nicest smile and it made my day, everyday! And I know you meant it because you are so honest and sincere. Remember during the holidays I stayed over your house? That was really fun! I hope I get to visit you and also your mother. And I know that you want to be an air stewardess badly, but it's not going to work out if you are not healthy, okay? Please please take care of yourself, okay? I beg you!! And also please go out with me after SPM, we'll go watch movies! Promise? Because we failed the other day, WE SHALL NOT FAIL AGAIN MY LOVE! NEVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Natasha&lt;/span&gt;, you are terribly awesome and I love you! I am not sure whether remember or not but you used to take me to church with you. That was a lot of Saturdays .. and it was wonderfully well spent with you. Those days when we had Accounts tuition after school, those lunch with you was indeed awesome too. Remember one of those days when we had Seoul Garden and it was your very first time? We ate until we're totally bloated and we couldn't possibly move! Nonetheless, I had ice cream still and you got your bubble milk tea and we were dragging ourselves to tuition. Tuition was awful. Still, that was the most memorable day, ever! And that day we went to CC, I am going to say what happened but I remember what happened to you very well. :P No worries, your secret is safe with me. :) What I am trying to say is, you make my life memorable and, in a way, you taught me that life's life. And whatever happens, happens. Boo! First Movie with you : Harry Potter! Thanks for the mosquito shirt also. Like it but ain't gonna wear it cause I am fat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Dear Bing Bong (&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; Li Theng&lt;/span&gt; ), like I said in my essay, I am very jealous of you, because I know you are going to be so successful next time, why don't you take care of me in future, why? Why? I like to thank you because you helped me so much in my studies even though you might not realise it. You study a lot, that makes me want to study too! If that make sense! I like how you dream a lot about your future, it makes me feel hopeful about mine. It was a pleasure sitting next to you in class, seeing how you fall asleep during BM and all .. heheh! I know I am not alone! You know, I wanted to count how many crabsticks you ate in school until school ends, but apparently it was too much, and I lost count. I guess I know what to buy for you for your upcoming birthday! LOVE YOU LIKE A LOVE SONG BABY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sherlyn&lt;/span&gt;, I know you the longest and that makes you really special! Because I am special, therefore knowing me for such a long time makes you very special! You are very welcome. So, you know me for like ten years already, I bet you love me a lot as a friend! I love you a lot as a friend too! You made Blue House meeting special. You made marching sparkly sparkly special. Yorh, you are very special to me la okay? But I hate you sometimes.. when you text .. like this .. it makes me .. wanna kill .. you .. haha .. who else .. right. Your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;thank you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;message from me shall not be long because I will face you for at least another ten amazin' years. You might be thinking why am I so sure, well actually I am not but I gotta feeling! Living a life without your presence is like living a life without .. I don't know. See, cannot be compared. Okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sin Hui&lt;/span&gt;, yo wassup. Hello sleepyhead, you are so wonderful. So is your family. Hokkien Mee, Hokkien Mee. Jetski. Jetski. Smurfy, smurfy. Audi, Audi. Love me, love me. Oh yay! I like to thank you for the same thing I thanked Sherlyn. Probably all the same because you two are the same. The way you text also makes me wanna kill you. I want to thank you for driving me home sometimes when I am transport-less. I want to thank you for many amazing things especially Hokkien Mee but that has nothing to do with school. I like how you react to the things I say. Your facial expression so priceless I can die. I love you forever. Remember that bao bei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Mei Rei&lt;/span&gt;, you are the awesomest. I couldn't have made it through high school without you, you are always there whenever I am. It was a little creepy but I finally understand how much I mean to you, and how much you love me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yi Wen&lt;/span&gt;, thank you for making me feel like an alien. But that's a good thing. You made me feel very special. I want to thank you for borrowing me your liquid paper all the time and also other stationeries that I don't ever seem to have. Yup, I am a very sad person. I like how you tell me stories of many great things and also I love the little adventures that we have with Jo-Leen. Thanks for everything, alien.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Dear Bu Buan ( &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yu Xuan&lt;/span&gt; ), you are smart and you know it clap your hands! :P I think I am in love with your hair .. can I have them? Eh, go buy a DSLR with me okay? I want to thank for you for teaching me stuff. Educational stuff. I love the way you talk. So open, ey? Like that time when I was with you and Yi Wen and you said that males and females should equality! Okay, so we get the DSLR and then we take pictures together, you take pictures of me and I take pictures of myself. And also, we go eat together. I know your secret, you like to eat. Don't lie! :) Maybe I should travel around the world with you and Li Theng and eat everything. Someday, somehow! We can fly to Paris to eat pizza under the Eiffel Tower, fly to China for the best dim sum, swim to mainland to eat seafood! Well, you get what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Dear the amazing &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Jo-Leen&lt;/span&gt;. For this text, please refer to the message I wrote to you on your window. I also like to thank you for being my movie buddy, tuition buddy and also food buddy. I know sometimes you cannot tolerate me and sometimes I cannot tolerate you but you know, we're friends. Also, thanks for driving me back home from school sometimes. Thank God we are still alive, I promise you I ain't going to drive you no more! So yeah, I love you. And, we are still neighbours so I am still going to see you at least once a week. No need to miss me so much, okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope I didn't forget anyone. I might be dead by then. What I said to each and everyone of you, I meant it from my cute heart. Love all of you, okay? Especially Mei Rei. x) I know thanking you guys isn't enough, because what you guys did for me is way more. I LOVE YOU ALL DON'T LEAVE ME.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LrbQFPD55A4/Tsf_FFhRWlI/AAAAAAAAH0o/I7WKvKN_E_s/s640/blogger-image-869615599.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LrbQFPD55A4/Tsf_FFhRWlI/AAAAAAAAH0o/I7WKvKN_E_s/s640/blogger-image-869615599.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-1093288831362722781?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/1093288831362722781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/1093288831362722781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/11/great-thank-you-post.html' title='The Great Thank You Post'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LrbQFPD55A4/Tsf_FFhRWlI/AAAAAAAAH0o/I7WKvKN_E_s/s72-c/blogger-image-869615599.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-8070839636514656466</id><published>2011-11-17T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T23:54:52.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Wrong Everywhere.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I know lately I have been posting posts without pictures and everything seems to be a little boring. But hang on there, okay? Because I am having SPM now and it is " eating " up my time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Something is wrong with the hit counter. It is! Look at the numbers! Weird weird weird. How do I get it fix? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;SPM is so hard I almost died like four times already. I actually died in Mathematics today, Paper 1 and Paper 2 hard and I don't think I can pass. The Probability that I pass the paper is very low. See what I just did there with probability?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Tummy is wrong! Tummy is very wrong! I had gastric during Mathematics Paper 2 just now and it was so awful. I started sweating and hands were shaking like a shaker would. Wtf.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Why is the blogger Posting body blue in colour? Is it sick or something? Feeling blue? Trololol I am so funny. ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I have no mood to study at all and it is SPM already. Weird as hell. That is very wrong.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Oh and my English Essay, I wrote something with the title " The best things in life are free ". So I made a list of things that are awesome and are free at the same time. Facebook, free cookie samples at the counters in super markets, long walks in the park, family, to be loved and to be in love, friends, an A+ in English, to wake up everyday and other stuffs that I don't remember. Of course Tumblr. Oh how can I forget you. The wrong thing about this is that Facebook is apparently not free? What?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Depression starts again by the way. It's like cycle and it is creeping me out. Isn't weird and cool at the same time? I can creep myself out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;The last thing in my list of " Something Wrong Everywhere " is my loyal phone. Well I had this phone since I was form three. And since I lost my iPhone last year, I had to continue using this phone. Now, the speaker's spoiled. So I have to use loudspeaker, and it is, unfortunately, pissing everyone off. Because I talk louder than normal. O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Wait, that's not the last. This is. High school is officially over tomorrow and I feel awfully guilty for not going but I don't want to go either. I hate &lt;em&gt;gotong-royong&lt;/em&gt;. So I guess I am old, but I don't want to leave.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;And, I wrote something, which is also SWE.&lt;em&gt; " I saw what I should not see, I breathe but I could not give, I took but I am not thief, I will go but I will not leave."&lt;/em&gt; Problem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I am sorry for any spelling errors. Toodles.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS : The colour blue and orange is inspired by this dress that I saw in Cleo Magazine today. Yes, I am that retarded. I need inspiration for .. highlighting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-8070839636514656466?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8070839636514656466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8070839636514656466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/11/something-wrong-everywhere.html' title='Something Wrong Everywhere.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-4472232261049723882</id><published>2011-11-13T17:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T17:21:01.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfort</title><content type='html'>Whenever I have any major exams, my bed will always be extremely comfortable and the idea of just closing my eyes and drift away to dreamland will always be  very tempting. Ah, fuck it. SPM's tomorrow. Double fuck it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-4472232261049723882?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4472232261049723882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4472232261049723882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/11/comfort.html' title='Comfort'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-8392930157712762841</id><published>2011-11-01T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T22:20:29.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#'/><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well it's no surprise just because it happens all the time. And I wonder, how can anyone cope with it? Because to me, it's so &lt;em&gt;un-cope-able&lt;/em&gt;. One second is this, and the other second is that. We can never get used to anything,&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; just because it doesn't last&lt;/span&gt;. The only thing that we can get used to is that changes happen all the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I used to hate changes so much, but come to think of it now, I am liking it a lot. In fact, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;loving it&lt;/span&gt;. It's like a whole new chapter of my life every time changes occur. So it's not a bad thing after all, is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know, no one wants to be in the same chapter of their lives, forever. That's just really sad. I cannot wait for it to happen because I am unfortunately stuck with this chapter of my life and it is pretty boring. Oh, &lt;em&gt;go away&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when every time changes happen, you wouldn't know what will happen. But don't wait for it. It will happen, sooner or later. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Carpe diem&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/3144375996070133678-8392930157712762841?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8392930157712762841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8392930157712762841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/11/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-4496074392321632734</id><published>2011-10-30T14:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T14:46:39.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is A Photo Of Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ATzmq7W5GoE/Tqzya9t5-1I/AAAAAAAAHxM/bhlE5mM0OA0/s1600/blogger-image--1187443582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669172576010238802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ATzmq7W5GoE/Tqzya9t5-1I/AAAAAAAAHxM/bhlE5mM0OA0/s400/blogger-image--1187443582.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talking to Racheal while studying Perdagangan. My depression period is over! Woohoo! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-4496074392321632734?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4496074392321632734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4496074392321632734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-is-photo-of-me.html' title='This Is A Photo Of Me'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ATzmq7W5GoE/Tqzya9t5-1I/AAAAAAAAHxM/bhlE5mM0OA0/s72-c/blogger-image--1187443582.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-7546948239899695522</id><published>2011-10-28T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:51:47.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depression strikes.. again.</title><content type='html'>I feel depress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one listens to me. I mean they do hear, but they don't listen and it is pretty annoying because I have no one else to talk to. I thought that people that love me would actually understand and adapt to my urh, situation. But apparently not because their receptors are weird therefore, the outcomes are also weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can keep sort-of secrets. Okay, you know when you have friends and they tell you seriously sad stuff about themselves and all but they don't declare it as a secret, that doesn't mean they expect you to tell the entire world before they do. They expect otherwise. I mean like, who gives you the fucking right to do that? Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very much depress when people do not believe in me. Or, people underestimate me. I am not saying that I believe in everyone, I am not saying that if a rapist tells me that he isn't going to rape me because I am fat and all I will believe him, because it's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;UNBELIEVABLE&lt;/span&gt;. But even if I don't believe in someone, I won't tell them, and also I won't tell anyone that I underestimate them BECAUSE it's very much rude and also inhuman. So shame on you if you do that to anyone. ( This doesn't apply to the rapist situation. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also very damn fucking depress because I cannot get anything right. I was trying my hardest but still my best wasn't good enough. So the outcome of that is depression and also anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was underestimated that's why I couldn't get anything right and also I couldn't get anything right just because I was underestimated. Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can you do me a favour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise me that, &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;you'll be kind to everyone you know because they are fighting in their own battles too. &lt;/span&gt;Just like you. And if possible, help them win their battles. They'll be grateful. Even if they aren't, I am grateful if you do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-7546948239899695522?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7546948239899695522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7546948239899695522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/10/depression-strikes-again.html' title='Depression strikes.. again.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-8181721105098070139</id><published>2011-10-27T20:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T21:01:32.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#'/><title type='text'>Dumbfounded.</title><content type='html'>For the first time, I actually think I have mental issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or depression issues. Either one. Pick your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have a few questions that are actually worth thinking of. For now.. Do you want to think with me? Okay let's go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Question number one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If trying your best and your best isn't good enough, what do you do? You can't be any better than that, because you know, that's your best. Do you, keep trying just because you think, you can be better than that ( but you actually can't ) ?Or do you, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;urm&lt;/span&gt;, you know give up? I know everything that is worth it in life we don't get it easy.. but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Question number two!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you tried once, and you failed. In anything, nothing in particular. So you know your mistakes and all so you decided to try again just because you think you know your mistakes and finally things can work out for you. Yup. And you failed again for the second time! Too bad for you! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;! Do you try again for the third time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Question number three!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If.. the first time things didn't work out for you and just have to do it the second time and this time you do it differently, and the outcome is still the same. Exactly. Precisely. Are you going to try it again for the third time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That are the three questions that have been running through my mind for the entire day. It was the worst best day ever. Well, it is better than being the best worst day, right? If you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a dilemma because I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, I just remembered I got a last question to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Question number four!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to ask this short and easy. Would you rather waste money or waste your time? Both are equally important and precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, there, go ahead, think for me. I am going to bed. Good night, who ever you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-8181721105098070139?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8181721105098070139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8181721105098070139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/10/dumbfounded.html' title='Dumbfounded.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-506567653277227227</id><published>2011-10-07T19:59:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T20:25:06.257+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Strips'/><title type='text'> Genting w/ Angeline!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1iYbxFqVZ8A/To7tq4eo6pI/AAAAAAAAHw0/fl6jolQ_vH8/s1600/299376_122064657899727_100002885805449_111235_752495384_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660723102622476946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1iYbxFqVZ8A/To7tq4eo6pI/AAAAAAAAHw0/fl6jolQ_vH8/s400/299376_122064657899727_100002885805449_111235_752495384_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XpFijY_Akcg/To7tkfzJD1I/AAAAAAAAHws/t7Cz8s7u84k/s1600/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660722992918368082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XpFijY_Akcg/To7tkfzJD1I/AAAAAAAAHws/t7Cz8s7u84k/s400/IMG_0005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4PtWJuXuTF8/To7tY7LSBUI/AAAAAAAAHwk/AWyXjNRCdWI/s1600/IMG_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660722794108945730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4PtWJuXuTF8/To7tY7LSBUI/AAAAAAAAHwk/AWyXjNRCdWI/s400/IMG_0035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKMUp68ljQw/To7tKxql7vI/AAAAAAAAHwc/COnJGOgVh14/s1600/317423_122067674566092_100002885805449_111274_1290893328_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; 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HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660722358448016418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VGB78oNDRf0/To7s_kNnzCI/AAAAAAAAHwM/srBdfdHUtYQ/s400/297352_122064364566423_100002885805449_111228_107077302_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ikNiXUX4yyk/To7s6ZXwYeI/AAAAAAAAHwE/CZGnOrxxcOg/s1600/297329_122071644565695_100002885805449_111371_1796405275_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660722269638386146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ikNiXUX4yyk/To7s6ZXwYeI/AAAAAAAAHwE/CZGnOrxxcOg/s400/297329_122071644565695_100002885805449_111371_1796405275_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cvN9Hd3-zf8/To7svL5FBKI/AAAAAAAAHv8/L2QPeVxk3Bw/s1600/299026_122066757899517_100002885805449_111257_554612753_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660722077041493154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cvN9Hd3-zf8/To7svL5FBKI/AAAAAAAAHv8/L2QPeVxk3Bw/s400/299026_122066757899517_100002885805449_111257_554612753_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2RFZ2mPch-k/To7sogrqnOI/AAAAAAAAHv0/cOe-UabNbV0/s1600/299146_122068717899321_100002885805449_111303_2078094013_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660721962363296994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2RFZ2mPch-k/To7sogrqnOI/AAAAAAAAHv0/cOe-UabNbV0/s400/299146_122068717899321_100002885805449_111303_2078094013_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YF0dt93TWkE/To7sjGLyzsI/AAAAAAAAHvs/ZEBjWA58ZLI/s1600/IMG_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660721869350948546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YF0dt93TWkE/To7sjGLyzsI/AAAAAAAAHvs/ZEBjWA58ZLI/s400/IMG_0150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oTohbCRjwak/To7sQxSJteI/AAAAAAAAHvk/nIF_NmwJMHA/s1600/IMG_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660721554502825442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oTohbCRjwak/To7sQxSJteI/AAAAAAAAHvk/nIF_NmwJMHA/s400/IMG_0108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-doaz_IjALCY/To7sHAHh6VI/AAAAAAAAHvc/rPMpCfg8U7I/s1600/303821_122067987899394_100002885805449_111282_2120771406_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660721386686114130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-doaz_IjALCY/To7sHAHh6VI/AAAAAAAAHvc/rPMpCfg8U7I/s400/303821_122067987899394_100002885805449_111282_2120771406_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ourA0y0cp24/To7sBQf7FmI/AAAAAAAAHvU/drQyT2U_Lo8/s1600/317101_122070984565761_100002885805449_111359_80026343_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660721288004179554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ourA0y0cp24/To7sBQf7FmI/AAAAAAAAHvU/drQyT2U_Lo8/s400/317101_122070984565761_100002885805449_111359_80026343_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6Bnr8PIttc/To7r8Ha6iBI/AAAAAAAAHvM/DQ3QZx98p9c/s1600/IMG_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660721199667906578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6Bnr8PIttc/To7r8Ha6iBI/AAAAAAAAHvM/DQ3QZx98p9c/s400/IMG_0136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l3MAHg-fo1s/To7rv7GYUcI/AAAAAAAAHvE/wrRXN6cR-30/s1600/314619_122070197899173_100002885805449_111336_957759027_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660720990202122690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l3MAHg-fo1s/To7rv7GYUcI/AAAAAAAAHvE/wrRXN6cR-30/s400/314619_122070197899173_100002885805449_111336_957759027_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7c6XxuT53I/To7rph8LIJI/AAAAAAAAHu8/3ZQa16v9130/s1600/299701_122070414565818_100002885805449_111340_188730820_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660720880369213586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7c6XxuT53I/To7rph8LIJI/AAAAAAAAHu8/3ZQa16v9130/s400/299701_122070414565818_100002885805449_111340_188730820_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_wGpe64C9B0/To7rkn-fCyI/AAAAAAAAHu0/ZZhr5HQ47tA/s1600/313862_122070441232482_100002885805449_111341_1936768514_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660720796090174242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_wGpe64C9B0/To7rkn-fCyI/AAAAAAAAHu0/ZZhr5HQ47tA/s400/313862_122070441232482_100002885805449_111341_1936768514_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C8SzgyoFvJE/To7rYgor5jI/AAAAAAAAHus/a3zsYAmJEbc/s1600/IMG_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660720587961263666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C8SzgyoFvJE/To7rYgor5jI/AAAAAAAAHus/a3zsYAmJEbc/s400/IMG_0141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Photos taken by me with Angeline's camera. Thank you Angeline! By the way, the photos aren't in chronology! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-506567653277227227?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/506567653277227227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/506567653277227227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/10/genting-w-angeline.html' title=' Genting w/ Angeline!'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1iYbxFqVZ8A/To7tq4eo6pI/AAAAAAAAHw0/fl6jolQ_vH8/s72-c/299376_122064657899727_100002885805449_111235_752495384_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-6005550250211567546</id><published>2011-10-04T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T20:04:44.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaser!</title><content type='html'>I have no idea how this post is going to look like because I am blogging from my iPad! Anyway, I had a two days one night trip to Genting with Angeline! It was really fun! We took a lot of photos, we ate in many different places, late night shopping in First World, small talks and long walks! Doesn't she sound like my girlfriend now?! Lol! I took a lot of photos with her camera, she's going to give it to me soon, so next post will be full of pretty pretty photos taken by me! I feel so thankful to have a friend like her, because she is so fun and so comfortable to be around with. She's like her mother, both fun and awesome. Photos soon. Love you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Yc_scgBmTRc/TonhkOaP4vI/AAAAAAAAHtw/u3ecgCVf6PE/s640/blogger-image--2052135553.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Yc_scgBmTRc/TonhkOaP4vI/AAAAAAAAHtw/u3ecgCVf6PE/s640/blogger-image--2052135553.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-6005550250211567546?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/6005550250211567546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/6005550250211567546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/10/teaser.html' title='Teaser!'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Yc_scgBmTRc/TonhkOaP4vI/AAAAAAAAHtw/u3ecgCVf6PE/s72-c/blogger-image--2052135553.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-4340880147712778503</id><published>2011-09-30T22:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T22:53:20.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End / Sept</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FSP3o1ziAyc/ToXTRqz374I/AAAAAAAAHts/bVFiptu1nvU/s1600/tumblr_lscarykIlC1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658160807363997570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FSP3o1ziAyc/ToXTRqz374I/AAAAAAAAHts/bVFiptu1nvU/s400/tumblr_lscarykIlC1qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HKJTYRjioV8/ToXTH6xuUJI/AAAAAAAAHtk/n8FJvS04uak/s1600/tumblr_lscaqqMwN31qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658160639851253906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HKJTYRjioV8/ToXTH6xuUJI/AAAAAAAAHtk/n8FJvS04uak/s400/tumblr_lscaqqMwN31qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ppU1dijTmOI/ToXS6FCNzVI/AAAAAAAAHtc/iM5fQXXBdRM/s1600/tumblr_lsca0cwX291qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658160402086612306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ppU1dijTmOI/ToXS6FCNzVI/AAAAAAAAHtc/iM5fQXXBdRM/s400/tumblr_lsca0cwX291qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-msjDGZQZXeY/ToXSs4LwwXI/AAAAAAAAHtU/4_BBqgKs9aM/s1600/tumblr_lscay0HmRk1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658160175298691442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-msjDGZQZXeY/ToXSs4LwwXI/AAAAAAAAHtU/4_BBqgKs9aM/s400/tumblr_lscay0HmRk1qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CUgjyeoLYcU/ToXSR1PDp9I/AAAAAAAAHtM/UBmAvmAEqjI/s1600/tumblr_lsc9ylnoiT1qds8hio1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658159710650738642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CUgjyeoLYcU/ToXSR1PDp9I/AAAAAAAAHtM/UBmAvmAEqjI/s400/tumblr_lsc9ylnoiT1qds8hio1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9oeyo5AYnEI/ToXR3K9hnvI/AAAAAAAAHtE/bNgYp2a4Dss/s1600/tumblr_lsc9x1sw7b1qds8hio1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658159252626317042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9oeyo5AYnEI/ToXR3K9hnvI/AAAAAAAAHtE/bNgYp2a4Dss/s400/tumblr_lsc9x1sw7b1qds8hio1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RytOLHqNOoU/ToXRq-qFwpI/AAAAAAAAHs8/YGNSR5YOvxE/s1600/tumblr_lsc9v7fyT51qds8hio1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658159043165143698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RytOLHqNOoU/ToXRq-qFwpI/AAAAAAAAHs8/YGNSR5YOvxE/s400/tumblr_lsc9v7fyT51qds8hio1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cannot resist, must type.. September had been awful to me! I hope and pray that October will be awesome, although it is the month before &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt; on November. Nonetheless, awesome I prayed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;September had an equality to everything. I lied. No, there wasn't at all. I had trials, so I worked more than I played, many sleepless nights just because I was eager for my paper. Not to study, but to find out what did my paper contained , stupidity. So, that chapter of my life had been pretty bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was an equality! I just realised, the equal time I ate out and I cooked myself. Once I attempted to cook the most unusual porridge ever! And indeed, it was! I called it as soft-boiled porridge. It will be famous someday, not to worry. You'll taste it. x) After watching Smurf with Ginny ( Messy ), &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sherlyn&lt;/span&gt; and Sin Hui, we went to eat dinner in this fancy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lok&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lok&lt;/span&gt; place, which sucked to the max. The food were, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mehhh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the price was pretty expensive for four person. I mean, we paid almost RM100 for a high-class &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lok&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lok&lt;/span&gt;. I am not being a cheapo okay but it is just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lok&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lok&lt;/span&gt;! I totally cannot get over it, until today. Sucker. Don't ever go there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got a Smurf popcorn that I will never throw it! Watch me as I keep it for a lifetime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I headed to Logos Hope for three times in a month. It left a couple days back. The last time I went, I was with Jo-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leen&lt;/span&gt; and we went there to eat the ice-cream which &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cost &lt;/span&gt;us RM5 each. It's worth it because I liked it a lot. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, it's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sherlyn's&lt;/span&gt; birthday today too! So it's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Qwan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ying&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt; to both of you. It is so weird because they are both in the same class and all. I cannot imagine having a classmate with the same birthday as I do. Well, I find it a little special ( for them, not me. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;October please be good to me!&lt;/em&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/3144375996070133678-4340880147712778503?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4340880147712778503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4340880147712778503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/09/end-sept.html' title='End / Sept'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FSP3o1ziAyc/ToXTRqz374I/AAAAAAAAHts/bVFiptu1nvU/s72-c/tumblr_lscarykIlC1qjecr7o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-8030719610492263911</id><published>2011-09-29T19:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T19:43:32.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haters will love this post.</title><content type='html'>I am very very angry. This time, I know the reason. What do you do when your good isn't good enough? You tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had trials for a few weeks and it just ended a couple of days back. Obviously I got some of my results back. I am furious at each and every results of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Especially Mathematics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wait, English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed my Mathematics as always but I am not that angry about it. Because I expected it. It is like impossible for me to pass even though I went to tuition for almost a year now. Still, nothing. But I am not angry at myself because of that. Because I know what I did wasn't good enough. I know it wasn't. Therefore, I decided to stop my Mathematics tuition. It did made sense to me, even though my friends didn't get what was I trying to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would I want to continue to go to tuition WHEN (&lt;em&gt; not if, but WHEN&lt;/em&gt; ) there is literally no improvement at all? Do you see where I am going now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for English, I didn't failed English but English failed me. Why? Why? Why? Is my English really that bad? Do you understand what I am trying to say in my blog? It is like impossible for me to get really good grades for my English?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just remembered I have English Literature exam tomorrow. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Back to the story..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote an essay with the title " Promises ". I made my teacher to promise me that I will get an A if I write about promises. She promised. I got my A. But that A of mine, &lt;em&gt;sucks&lt;/em&gt;. English is probably the only thing that I am good at, and I failed it at my own level. How sucky is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worse is, I ran out of chances before SPM to improve myself. Why oh why I did I wasted so much time in my life? Come to think of it, I barely achieve anything in my life. I suck badly. Sucker number one. &lt;em&gt;Whee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I failed myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failure signing of now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PS: I am very thirsty now. Why? I ate too much Big Bang seaweeds. Burh. But that's not the point. I am going to post pictures tomorrow! Come back tomorrow, promise? How ironic. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-8030719610492263911?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8030719610492263911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8030719610492263911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/09/haters-will-love-this-post.html' title='Haters will love this post.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-4617416947803083684</id><published>2011-09-26T10:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T11:11:10.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#'/><title type='text'>Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;# I want to do something that makes my life worth living I guess. Lately I have been very unproductive, eating, very hardcore sleeping and nothing else. Maybe I should do charity work or something. Helping people is productive and good at the same time right? I thought so too. But then again, I have to do it after SPM. It's coming soon. Nonetheless, I am not studying also. Told you, I am unproductive. Sometimes I need to be reminded that, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I exist and I can do something with my existence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. LOL. I am serious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Whatever you do in life will be insignificant, but it's very important that you do it, because nobody else will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;From the movie , Remember Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-4617416947803083684?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4617416947803083684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4617416947803083684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/09/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-7247101842140867465</id><published>2011-09-20T16:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T16:17:35.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feed My Mind</title><content type='html'>So I just discovered that Blogger has an application. I am a little slow. Well that is what Ginny thinks. Hi Ginny. If you are reading. Anyway I got to go! I have two Science paper to attend tomorrow, and I don't want to leave the hall with my papers,hmm.. untouched. Therefore, I am going to continue feeding my mind with Science facts. I am going to end my first blog post with a Blogger application with a toodles! Toodles! Oh, by the way, do you know that cerebrum is eighty percent of our brain? Cerebrum is fat. Toodles! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-7247101842140867465?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7247101842140867465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7247101842140867465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/09/feed-my-mind.html' title='Feed My Mind'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-6522832749995456063</id><published>2011-09-18T18:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T18:59:34.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Photo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-arjE0q_c7Dc/TnXNOo5V_oI/AAAAAAAAHsQ/GU1mrrj7tx8/s1600/tumblr_lrpsdipOhG1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653650558613323394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-arjE0q_c7Dc/TnXNOo5V_oI/AAAAAAAAHsQ/GU1mrrj7tx8/s400/tumblr_lrpsdipOhG1qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once upon a time in a very hot and fuzzy day, I had Tutti Frutti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had " Kiwi " and " Just Peach ". I was wondering why some of the flavours had like nice names whereas some don't. Like those who had names for the flavours were like " Death By Chocolate " " Strawberry Field " " Just Peach " and some that were without names were like " Kiwi " and " Vanilla ". Do you know what I mean? People nowadays are so yogurist! ( instead of racist ) x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-6522832749995456063?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/6522832749995456063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/6522832749995456063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/09/photo.html' title='A Photo.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-arjE0q_c7Dc/TnXNOo5V_oI/AAAAAAAAHsQ/GU1mrrj7tx8/s72-c/tumblr_lrpsdipOhG1qjecr7o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-6744577211002496723</id><published>2011-09-17T23:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T00:52:53.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate</title><content type='html'>I know hating a person can be very unhealthy and sometimes it can be tiring. But I hate a lot of people. So that means I am very unhealthy and I am tired mentally, is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why do I hate so much people, I just do. I hate them because they insult me, underestimate me, bully me, judge me or sometimes they just use me. I think insulting me is the worst because things they say make me feel very bad about myself. And then I hate myself too, because I have flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hate people that do the same things to my friends. They are my friends because I love them and I find them amazing. So it's like whoever insults ( or just insert anything else that is listed up there here ) them, insults ( same here ) me. Same goes to my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once one of my friends insulted my family, because I am not as rich as her. Come on &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;, my parents work really hard. I have a house to live in, I have a phone, I have enough money for me to go to school with. Isn't that enough? Give me a break. Oh, I hate her too. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the conclusion is that I hate a lot of people because the world is full of idiotic people who doesn't watch what they say or do and it can be &lt;em&gt;fucking&lt;/em&gt; irritating because they don't care how I feel. I am human too. I got &lt;s&gt;motherfucking&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; feelings too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean like won't you get fucking irritated and hate someone when they just come up to you and like, " You are so fucking fat, you should just fucking die already." Won't you get mad and hate that person for saying that fucking shit to you? Right, friends would ask you to not care. Lol. If this happen to any of my friends. Lol. I want to see how they don't care about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I THINK PEOPLE THAT ARE HATE-ABLE HAVE MENTAL ISSUES. BECAUSE THEY DO THINGS THAT CAN MAKE THEMSELVES HATE-ABLE.&lt;/span&gt; Sane people won't do that. I am pretty sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is hurtful to do or say those things, that's why I don't even though I hate them. It is one thing to hate someone, another thing to hurt someone. I am right, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, hating someone cannot be help, I can't control my feelings towards anyone, but I can control my actions. &lt;em&gt;Hmm,&lt;/em&gt; self-control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really hope that I will stop hating everyone. It is like a relationship-ruiner. But like I said, I cannot control my feelings towards anyone. So I am hoping for the best that it will go away.&lt;br /&gt;For now, I am going to treat everyone right so that they will treat me right too. What goes around, ( hopefully ) comes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Update :&lt;/span&gt; If I hate someone, I don't think it can go away anymore. It's pretty much permanent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Update update :&lt;/span&gt; If you can help me please do, I am going through hell. Your help is much appreciated. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-6744577211002496723?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/6744577211002496723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/6744577211002496723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/09/hate.html' title='Hate'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-489646101880805804</id><published>2011-09-17T13:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T13:30:22.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberries.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XdfhtoqaAqY/TnQucgkjz1I/AAAAAAAAHr4/9LvxOpKoQwE/s1600/tumblr_lrniogC8pk1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 390px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653194499571306322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XdfhtoqaAqY/TnQucgkjz1I/AAAAAAAAHr4/9LvxOpKoQwE/s400/tumblr_lrniogC8pk1qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HEkjSN2LBWs/TnQuUsGMwbI/AAAAAAAAHrw/lKStJXWC0tc/s1600/tumblr_lrniqwLPjD1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653194365226238386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HEkjSN2LBWs/TnQuUsGMwbI/AAAAAAAAHrw/lKStJXWC0tc/s400/tumblr_lrniqwLPjD1qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one of my uncles visited me just now and he is from Australia. He got my grandmother some strawberries, chocolates and crasins ( cranberry raisins ). So I made myself a mini lunch! Cut two very big strawberries into mini cubes, slice two mini bananas, poured in some crasins and also raisins, lastly I threw in some chocolates chunks! I had a glass of chocolate milk too! So that's my adventurous lunch. What's on your plate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-489646101880805804?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/489646101880805804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/489646101880805804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/09/strawberries.html' title='Strawberries.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XdfhtoqaAqY/TnQucgkjz1I/AAAAAAAAHr4/9LvxOpKoQwE/s72-c/tumblr_lrniogC8pk1qjecr7o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-3111340277167433084</id><published>2011-09-15T23:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T13:17:48.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog's background!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aDNrXKR_QhM/TnITgGWntkI/AAAAAAAAHrg/UEwgM_attJA/s1600/tumblr_lrkkecGlpi1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 350px; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652601924485625410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aDNrXKR_QhM/TnITgGWntkI/AAAAAAAAHrg/UEwgM_attJA/s400/tumblr_lrkkecGlpi1qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So do you like my new skin? I was really bored after posting the post before this post, and then I changed my skin, and then I find it too plain so I decided to upload a background for it, but I wanted it to be original with my name everywhere. I glanced through all the not bad photos that I have in my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;iPad&lt;/span&gt; and started editing. I know I shouldn't be doing this now, because I am having my trials, but I couldn't resist! My bad. So now, this background that I made is my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blog's&lt;/span&gt; background and my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;iPad's&lt;/span&gt; background. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I used my iPad's applications to make the background. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LemeLem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to take the photos ( Photos were mostly taken when I was in Pulau Redang in June. ) For my name that was repeated continuously, I used&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;SketchBook Pro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. To crop and edit the colours, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Adobe Photoshop Express&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and lastly to combine everything together, my newest favourite, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pic Stitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Update :&lt;/span&gt; I re-made the background again, so now it's less, urm, &lt;em&gt;eye-teasing&lt;/em&gt;. If you know what I mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-3111340277167433084?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/3111340277167433084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/3111340277167433084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-do-you-like-my-new-skin-i-was-really.html' title='Blog&apos;s background!'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aDNrXKR_QhM/TnITgGWntkI/AAAAAAAAHrg/UEwgM_attJA/s72-c/tumblr_lrkkecGlpi1qjecr7o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-9107950298971060994</id><published>2011-09-15T20:09:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T13:39:56.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Strips'/><title type='text'>Middle / Sept</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--TsaFIlvoO0/TnHwp2YSNnI/AAAAAAAAHrQ/zgQ7GfLcvV8/s1600/tumblr_lrkchnUhlB1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652563609089357426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--TsaFIlvoO0/TnHwp2YSNnI/AAAAAAAAHrQ/zgQ7GfLcvV8/s400/tumblr_lrkchnUhlB1qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GLN95K9Jdnk/TnHwiyIjB3I/AAAAAAAAHrI/V0zwPSaOidc/s1600/tumblr_lrkcnodoBC1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652563487690524530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GLN95K9Jdnk/TnHwiyIjB3I/AAAAAAAAHrI/V0zwPSaOidc/s400/tumblr_lrkcnodoBC1qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ngedvb9kfqU/TnHwZIGnNvI/AAAAAAAAHrA/hGLbUwmVMLE/s1600/tumblr_lrkc2qfyl41qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652563321789298418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ngedvb9kfqU/TnHwZIGnNvI/AAAAAAAAHrA/hGLbUwmVMLE/s400/tumblr_lrkc2qfyl41qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MU7n4Z_pjTM/TnHwLDZWc8I/AAAAAAAAHq4/gEsq61dKwEw/s1600/tumblr_lrkc6pR3eM1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652563080007545794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MU7n4Z_pjTM/TnHwLDZWc8I/AAAAAAAAHq4/gEsq61dKwEw/s400/tumblr_lrkc6pR3eM1qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-9107950298971060994?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/9107950298971060994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/9107950298971060994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/09/mid-sept.html' title='Middle / Sept'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--TsaFIlvoO0/TnHwp2YSNnI/AAAAAAAAHrQ/zgQ7GfLcvV8/s72-c/tumblr_lrkchnUhlB1qjecr7o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-4478390440160243696</id><published>2011-09-07T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T13:47:22.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lump</title><content type='html'>I am feeling mentally unhealthy nowadays. I am not thinking .. at all. I blamed the lump on my head. Last Saturday, I fell down from a rope on a tree. I was trying to impersonate Tarzan. Oh well, failed. I was trying to swing back and forth. At some point I couldn't hold on to the rope and well, I fell down. So since that day, I am not thinking. I did not study. I over eat. I did not go to tuition. I did not go to school. I am not sure is it the lump or I am just plain lazy. No matter what, I blame the lump. But the thing is, the lump had officially subside today morning, and I am still on lump-mode. I am not studying still. Oh well, that's my lump story.&lt;br /&gt;Lump you later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-4478390440160243696?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4478390440160243696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4478390440160243696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/09/lump.html' title='The Lump'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-7257399367783621016</id><published>2011-09-06T17:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T21:38:00.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Sometimes dreams are all you got to keep you going when the day gets long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Clock Was Tickin' - Brandon Flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-7257399367783621016?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7257399367783621016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7257399367783621016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/09/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-2212354800539986652</id><published>2011-09-04T22:08:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T23:06:11.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Friday : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0_tyxaD-IiQ/TmOLwRo8pWI/AAAAAAAAHp8/LSR_PJONLGc/s1600/tumblr_lr05mpDl161qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648512019137865058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0_tyxaD-IiQ/TmOLwRo8pWI/AAAAAAAAHp8/LSR_PJONLGc/s400/tumblr_lr05mpDl161qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peanut. Taken before EL tuition starts. I took a lot of picture of Peanut but this was the best. I was lazy to upload everything you see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F9xOx2GQQPk/TmOLUwJR5PI/AAAAAAAAHp0/LCIt9NFOMKo/s1600/tumblr_lr05js7Cnh1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648511546290201842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F9xOx2GQQPk/TmOLUwJR5PI/AAAAAAAAHp0/LCIt9NFOMKo/s400/tumblr_lr05js7Cnh1qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate cake! Well technically it is supposed to be chocolate layer cake but my teacher didn't bother much about the layer part! It was really nice! Don't believe me? Here's a photo to prove it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eSCUQWugUFQ/TmOK-zMjGPI/AAAAAAAAHps/fNcA10OKDMc/s1600/tumblr_lr05hlCt8d1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648511169152096498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eSCUQWugUFQ/TmOK-zMjGPI/AAAAAAAAHps/fNcA10OKDMc/s400/tumblr_lr05hlCt8d1qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proved. :P Click &lt;a href="http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/08/dinner-james-foos.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for the rest of Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Wednesday :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E9ol985o_9U/TmOI6IJcGYI/AAAAAAAAHpc/yAgQEVWbo-E/s1600/tumblr_lr0531Iyna1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648508889853598082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E9ol985o_9U/TmOI6IJcGYI/AAAAAAAAHpc/yAgQEVWbo-E/s400/tumblr_lr0531Iyna1qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my very first Chatime! I got this after tuition. On Wednesday night, I stayed over Michella's house and before that we had dinner too! It was so nice, I meant the dinner! We had our dinner somewhere in Tanjung Bungah opposite Harmony Residence. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Thursday :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3uj1qiKDwsE/TmOIn7_jQzI/AAAAAAAAHpU/y0vWLaFX7ME/s1600/tumblr_lr04ze5Su21qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648508577353253682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3uj1qiKDwsE/TmOIn7_jQzI/AAAAAAAAHpU/y0vWLaFX7ME/s400/tumblr_lr04ze5Su21qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is the view from Michella's room! Isn't it dreamy? I was so captivated. I didn't go to tuition on Thursday. I felt so bad but never mind. It was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8a0DAW2YMYM/TmOJkR68BaI/AAAAAAAAHpk/ugf82GHpCOE/s1600/tumblr_lr0568vwat1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648509614031635874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8a0DAW2YMYM/TmOJkR68BaI/AAAAAAAAHpk/ugf82GHpCOE/s400/tumblr_lr0568vwat1qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister came back from Thailand too! She got me this butterfly printed blouse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_1UcY_ocz0k/TmOIcMjV28I/AAAAAAAAHpM/r05xUjcntRA/s1600/tumblr_lr04xbzsyF1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648508375639907266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_1UcY_ocz0k/TmOIcMjV28I/AAAAAAAAHpM/r05xUjcntRA/s400/tumblr_lr04xbzsyF1qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blue elephant bag too. I am not sure what am I supposed to put in there because it is so small, and I am not sure where to bring it to either. It's so .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UEwoI32lTSE/TmOIAzuvkHI/AAAAAAAAHpE/mwmYNJBqnps/s1600/tumblr_lr04vdHjH81qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648507905120374898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UEwoI32lTSE/TmOIAzuvkHI/AAAAAAAAHpE/mwmYNJBqnps/s400/tumblr_lr04vdHjH81qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this the most unusual / oddest / weirdest / strangest corn? My sister got it all the way from Thailand for me to eat. I am not sure whether am I suppose to feel thankful or just &lt;em&gt;blek&lt;/em&gt;. It tastes kind of okay although it looks so hideous. Haha. A hideous looking corn. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Friday :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9fO5w0Stwek/TmOHvUg98VI/AAAAAAAAHo8/_YUgwzbh2Iw/s1600/tumblr_lr04tbaUyS1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648507604683321682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9fO5w0Stwek/TmOHvUg98VI/AAAAAAAAHo8/_YUgwzbh2Iw/s400/tumblr_lr04tbaUyS1qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin Hui invited Sherlyn, Ginny and I to her house to eat Hokkien Mee which I love! Her father makes the best Hokkien Mee in the world! Trust me! I eat two bowls and I kept on adding soup because it is so so nice. Sin Hui fetched us home too! For the first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Saturday :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although it's pictureless, it was the best day ever! Sin Hui invited Ginny, Sherlyn and I to Monkey Beach with her family! It was so fun! We ate so many things. Her uncle got Starbucks to the beach! Like a dozen. He got two big plates of sushi from Sushi King too! The satays were the best damn thing ever! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The best part was, I got to drive jetskis! It was fun! And I banana boat-ed too! I kept on jumping! There was a rope attached the tree and I swung back and forth! The outcome of that day was I got tanner, I have bruised and cuts everywhere. Nonetheless, IT WAS THE BEST DAY EVER. Word. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sunday :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uJ3Z0DnrWyY/TmOHQLkkt4I/AAAAAAAAHo0/ayu1cQssl1o/s1600/tumblr_lr04r1MhZl1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648507069706581890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uJ3Z0DnrWyY/TmOHQLkkt4I/AAAAAAAAHo0/ayu1cQssl1o/s400/tumblr_lr04r1MhZl1qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo-Leen came back from Thailand on Friday and she got me this! She said that I look like this. Why thank you Jo-Leen! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T5yf41GRt0U/TmOGhfVy0aI/AAAAAAAAHos/Nfnf_Jz02N4/s1600/tumblr_lr04ijRWNu1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648506267559448994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T5yf41GRt0U/TmOGhfVy0aI/AAAAAAAAHos/Nfnf_Jz02N4/s400/tumblr_lr04ijRWNu1qjecr7o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Coffee Bean and we played Scrabble. I had Pure Caramel. So Sweet. We had KFC after. She ordered the wrong thing for me and I was !#^&amp;amp;*&amp;amp;^%$#@ but never mind. I will just order the wrong thing for her the next time we go KFC. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-2212354800539986652?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/2212354800539986652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/2212354800539986652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/09/holiday.html' title='Holiday!'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0_tyxaD-IiQ/TmOLwRo8pWI/AAAAAAAAHp8/LSR_PJONLGc/s72-c/tumblr_lr05mpDl161qjecr7o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-5042450906923121702</id><published>2011-08-30T20:16:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T20:46:28.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalaloopsy'</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/-QveBx1DD-58/TlzalP5TijI/AAAAAAAAHok/45f4kjjw8q0/s1600/tumblr_lqqr91dURa1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 350px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QveBx1DD-58/TlzalP5TijI/AAAAAAAAHok/45f4kjjw8q0/s400/tumblr_lqqr91dURa1qjecr7o1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646628366272662066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/-1s6LjGXAah0/TlzW0E9Ru0I/AAAAAAAAHoc/ykXu7e3OFgs/s1600/tumblr_lqqqi4UJgS1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1s6LjGXAah0/TlzW0E9Ru0I/AAAAAAAAHoc/ykXu7e3OFgs/s400/tumblr_lqqqi4UJgS1qjecr7o1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646624222988057410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EUEjeB-qJ8E/TlzWlEZf7II/AAAAAAAAHoU/LtStMhvaYC0/s1600/tumblr_lqqqg8ogXR1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 350px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EUEjeB-qJ8E/TlzWlEZf7II/AAAAAAAAHoU/LtStMhvaYC0/s400/tumblr_lqqqg8ogXR1qjecr7o1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646623965139954818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-prBc_BVSk5c/TlzWboGXsLI/AAAAAAAAHoM/d7YR-JyiEA0/s1600/tumblr_lqqqdy4o251qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-prBc_BVSk5c/TlzWboGXsLI/AAAAAAAAHoM/d7YR-JyiEA0/s400/tumblr_lqqqdy4o251qjecr7o1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646623802924708018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nRQgzDWP0vs/TlzWEbQBE5I/AAAAAAAAHoE/j-CY2Bk8aAU/s1600/tumblr_lqqqcbLTbs1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nRQgzDWP0vs/TlzWEbQBE5I/AAAAAAAAHoE/j-CY2Bk8aAU/s400/tumblr_lqqqcbLTbs1qjecr7o1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646623404338516882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j24LipTfXCw/TlzVy3svSHI/AAAAAAAAHn8/IBnisSo21FQ/s1600/tumblr_lqqq8lq2Is1qjecr7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j24LipTfXCw/TlzVy3svSHI/AAAAAAAAHn8/IBnisSo21FQ/s400/tumblr_lqqq8lq2Is1qjecr7o1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646623102737533042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A day out with Ginny. I got a banana pencil case today! I am not very sure whether is it or not a pencil case but I am pretty sure it shapes like a banana. Actually, there were two bananas. A mini banana attached to the bigger banana ( this current banana ) and something happened, and I lost it. Ginny said that it's my fault because I kept flinging the banana. Also hitting Ginny with the banana. Ah, karma. :(&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, Jo Calderone. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-5042450906923121702?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/5042450906923121702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/5042450906923121702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/08/lalaloopsy.html' title='Lalaloopsy&apos;'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QveBx1DD-58/TlzalP5TijI/AAAAAAAAHok/45f4kjjw8q0/s72-c/tumblr_lqqr91dURa1qjecr7o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-8352013370233168817</id><published>2011-08-26T21:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T20:50:16.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner  @ James Foo's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jo-Leen and I went to James Foo for dinner after tuition. It's my first time there after the massive renovation they had. I am there for their amazing tartar sauce! They're no longer amazing by the way. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Depression strikes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T9wBI9XToDw/Tlekj2sIBeI/AAAAAAAAHmA/cWnVzMs1nSU/s1600/orange.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T9wBI9XToDw/Tlekj2sIBeI/AAAAAAAAHmA/cWnVzMs1nSU/s400/orange.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645161593815172578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My carrot juice which was red in colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vyjm8WUG9Ac/TleiG3MQh6I/AAAAAAAAHl4/eZg6Bn0peIA/s1600/blog%2Bsix.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vyjm8WUG9Ac/TleiG3MQh6I/AAAAAAAAHl4/eZg6Bn0peIA/s400/blog%2Bsix.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645158896710485922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo-Leen's Chicken Chop which was pretty okay. To me, this Chicken Chop tastes like any other Chicken Chop Penang offer. But to her, it's yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nJNclHPa2-s/Tleh1ekP0hI/AAAAAAAAHlw/I1Ayd2BzE4k/s1600/blog%2Bfour.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 350px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nJNclHPa2-s/Tleh1ekP0hI/AAAAAAAAHlw/I1Ayd2BzE4k/s400/blog%2Bfour.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645158598042440210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Stuffed Fish. Smaller portion than Jo-Leen's. Look at the tartar sauce at the side! I ordered extra tartar sauce, too. Though their taste has downgraded. Do you see the peas? I was wondering why were there so many peas. I didn't eat the peas. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T9arHS1dbKA/TlehBOHXPTI/AAAAAAAAHlo/gUz1RKOAoZo/s1600/blog%2Bthree.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T9arHS1dbKA/TlehBOHXPTI/AAAAAAAAHlo/gUz1RKOAoZo/s400/blog%2Bthree.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645157700273126706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sZ8DCLUZLcU/TlegtPXZIOI/AAAAAAAAHlg/ogB-3OlfaDQ/s1600/blog%2Btwo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sZ8DCLUZLcU/TlegtPXZIOI/AAAAAAAAHlg/ogB-3OlfaDQ/s400/blog%2Btwo.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645157357011411170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stuffed with ham and cheese. I tasted no cheese though. :(&lt;br /&gt;Jo-Leen and I walked under the rain home. Which was fun. She was holding a fish, I'm serious. It was&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; trolololol&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-8352013370233168817?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8352013370233168817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8352013370233168817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/08/dinner-james-foos.html' title='Dinner  @ James Foo&apos;s'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T9wBI9XToDw/Tlekj2sIBeI/AAAAAAAAHmA/cWnVzMs1nSU/s72-c/orange.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-4303655157522441633</id><published>2011-08-26T12:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T13:13:48.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Brief Post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't go to school today so I have nothing to do for now. And, I feel like blogging. So here's a brief update about my life. A retarded one. Heck, all my posts are retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QowX44gTyEI/Tlcl0WDkeJI/AAAAAAAAHkw/OVriftxwPCE/s1600/blog%2Bone.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QowX44gTyEI/Tlcl0WDkeJI/AAAAAAAAHkw/OVriftxwPCE/s400/blog%2Bone.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645022239136184466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been raining again! And nah, I did not wash any of my clothes but I had to dry it and fold it. Just now, I had a dilemma to either fold it wet or to keep it under the rain. Guess what did I do then? I folded it when it was wet. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-39FgBUh9TL4/Tlcl9JDz-aI/AAAAAAAAHk4/O9dfoj-TiAA/s1600/blog%2Btwo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-39FgBUh9TL4/Tlcl9JDz-aI/AAAAAAAAHk4/O9dfoj-TiAA/s400/blog%2Btwo.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645022390266362274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;See the balcony floor? It's raining cats and dogs for the entire day already. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9uITzBI9Sno/TlcmY4YSjAI/AAAAAAAAHlI/NYcQdErflMM/s1600/blog%2Bfour.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9uITzBI9Sno/TlcmY4YSjAI/AAAAAAAAHlI/NYcQdErflMM/s400/blog%2Bfour.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645022866825186306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father recently bought me these colour pens because I wanted it to write notes. He was hesitating to buy it for me but in the end he bought it! And the case that I am using for them it is not a pencil case but a thermos case instead. 100 Yen was moving out and they had a moving out sell! It's only RM5.90 I think. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iBO1KWlhwnA/TlcmDJNrorI/AAAAAAAAHlA/6fHOd_U7IpQ/s1600/blog%2Bthree.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iBO1KWlhwnA/TlcmDJNrorI/AAAAAAAAHlA/6fHOd_U7IpQ/s400/blog%2Bthree.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645022493386973874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did use my colour pens too, I wrote notes on Post It! and stuck everything on my studying wall. But my writing's small. So I can't read anything. Oh well. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GFpNZ-UcHos/TlcmZGyT6JI/AAAAAAAAHlQ/WCj85kCj8lA/s1600/blog%2Bfive.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GFpNZ-UcHos/TlcmZGyT6JI/AAAAAAAAHlQ/WCj85kCj8lA/s400/blog%2Bfive.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645022870692423826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya's coming so I bought some cookies from my classmate. It taste so, so good. My sister and I finished one box of it in one day! That's like 500 grams. Haha, fatness. :D&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now! I might have another post later, because you see, it's holiday and I am free. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-4303655157522441633?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4303655157522441633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4303655157522441633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/08/brief-post.html' title='A Brief Post!'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QowX44gTyEI/Tlcl0WDkeJI/AAAAAAAAHkw/OVriftxwPCE/s72-c/blog%2Bone.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-3229701565732288349</id><published>2011-08-09T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T18:00:52.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>97 more days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gkALp6srUaw/TkEEZn9iokI/AAAAAAAAHkk/HNF1kP5DK2Y/s1600/tumblr_lpnfw6ApF31qds8hio1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gkALp6srUaw/TkEEZn9iokI/AAAAAAAAHkk/HNF1kP5DK2Y/s400/tumblr_lpnfw6ApF31qds8hio1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638793046714917442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ukfJnu9xU-c/TkEETrNsN-I/AAAAAAAAHkc/RPXrEInIGbc/s1600/tumblr_lpnfv7eJbA1qds8hio1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 350px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ukfJnu9xU-c/TkEETrNsN-I/AAAAAAAAHkc/RPXrEInIGbc/s400/tumblr_lpnfv7eJbA1qds8hio1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638792944508745698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just two photos that I took today before it started raining. I am going to start studying now. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-3229701565732288349?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/3229701565732288349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/3229701565732288349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/08/today.html' title='97 more days.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gkALp6srUaw/TkEEZn9iokI/AAAAAAAAHkk/HNF1kP5DK2Y/s72-c/tumblr_lpnfw6ApF31qds8hio1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-4249262828804523189</id><published>2011-08-07T22:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T22:47:12.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Spongebob.</title><content type='html'>I felt like a Spongebob. As you might know, Spongebob sucks in driving, well boat driving. I am on land, so I suck in car driving. Today was the very first time I drove a manual car ( drove a auto before when I was fifteen ), and yep. It sucked to the max. Beyond max, to infinity and probably beyond.&lt;br /&gt;My palms were sweating hell lot for god knows what reason. I must admit, it was really hot. Probably the hottest Sunday. Ever. My instructor was obviously giving instructions that I didn't bother to listen to. Instead, I did what I wanted to do. And of course everything went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned the steering wheels too much and then too little. As some point I was accelerating too much, and then I was as slow as a tortoise. I was distracted too. I get easily distracted. The airplanes was flying directly above me and I couldn't stop looking at it. I was amazed how low it was flying. Probably the lowest I have seen.  The car jerked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tooooo&lt;/span&gt; much. That is because I have no idea how to stop stepping the clutch and what not. In conclusion, everything was either too much and too little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, the engine died twice. That's because I was distracted by this friend of mine who started waving at me at the round about and I couldn't help but to look at him. Then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uh-oh&lt;/span&gt;, my clutch. I was releasing it too much and then the engine died. I tried to start it again, and then it died again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to turn the steering wheels a lot of time to get car in the right position to park and all, I was tired and my instructor asked whether do I go to the gym or not. I said, " It is so difficult for me to turn, DO YOU THINK that I go to the gym?!". He said nothing. Few moments later I complained that it was hot. He asked me to pretend that I am in a jacuzzi.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; TROLOLOL&lt;/span&gt;. I replied, " Right. It is jacuzzi,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; with no water&lt;/span&gt;. Because it is that hot until all the water in the jacuzzi has successfully been evaporated." He laughed. :) I made his day! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bang poles too! To be exact, three poles that were once standing ever so majestic? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TROLOLOLOL.&lt;/span&gt; Anyway, the poles fell and the instructor screamed. It was a chaotic moment I couldn't help it but to laugh. There was this moment when I was driving and a pigeon decided to walk right in front of my car. And, I thought I banged it because it didn't fly. But apparently when I looked at the back mirror, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT'S ALIVE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a relieve that I didn't kill anything today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;When will I drive properly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-4249262828804523189?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4249262828804523189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4249262828804523189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-another-spongebob.html' title='Just Another Spongebob.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-5898130284347647561</id><published>2011-07-02T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T15:56:29.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F*</title><content type='html'>I feel so blur. I know I am supposed to be thankful about everything that I have in my life and what not, but I never seem to appreciate what I have. Why do I know that I must ( be thankful ), but ending up otherwise?&lt;br /&gt;It's like I am not grateful for anything or anyone that played a role in my life. I just want what people want/have. I don't seem to have my own character knowing that &lt;em&gt;it is a must in life &lt;/em&gt;if not I wouldn't be anyone but everyone ( cause I would be puzzle pieces of everyone else that I wish I am.).&lt;br /&gt;Are you thankful, or so&lt;em&gt; happen&lt;/em&gt; that you are not too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I need to be thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-5898130284347647561?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/5898130284347647561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/5898130284347647561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/07/f.html' title='F*'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-5626909293848251126</id><published>2011-06-29T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T20:56:04.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black and yellow, hello!</title><content type='html'>One simple question, what do you want to be when you grow up? Or if you have grown up and you might find that question a little silly, what is your ambition/occupation? 'Cause I have no idea what I want to be, &lt;em&gt;suddenly&lt;/em&gt;. I wanted to be many things before in the past like tornado chaser (mind you, I was standard four.), &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;SUPERSTAR &lt;/span&gt;( standard one!) or even more ridiculous ones like doctor, lawyer, bank manager and &lt;em&gt;etc.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I was form one I settled with interior designer until form three. Thought that was a good idea considering that I wouldn't manage to enter Science Stream. Then idiotic dreams do come true! I was in Science Stream! I wanted to be an architect OR a doctor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;WHAT NONSENSE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Then I stopped dreaming and I realised I needed something more realistic so I was thinking of being a journalist and then a photojournalist and then ..&lt;em&gt; nothing&lt;/em&gt;. There was a spark in being a product designer or furniture designer. But, honestly.. &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;T.T&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/3144375996070133678-5626909293848251126?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/5626909293848251126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/5626909293848251126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/06/black-and-yellow-hello.html' title='Black and yellow, hello!'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-2720301317948160923</id><published>2011-06-25T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T00:59:24.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2011 Is The Year Of The &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Blue House&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We won we won we won! And I won something too! I got like first for Class 1 1x400 metres and second for tug-of-war! I was so happy that we won the first round until I ..&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; fainted&lt;/span&gt;. Stfu. But I was almost the last one for 800 metres and Blue House didn't do that well for marching.. &lt;em&gt;yikes&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm tanned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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/3144375996070133678-2720301317948160923?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/2720301317948160923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/2720301317948160923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/06/sports-day.html' title='Sports Day'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-109985063425844850</id><published>2011-06-23T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T23:36:11.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I rather have nothing at all than to have things taken away from me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Especially things that mean a lot to me. Especially that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-109985063425844850?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/109985063425844850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/109985063425844850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi-smile.html' title='Hi, smile.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-8019522309882206589</id><published>2011-06-15T19:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T14:57:51.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>" My muscles are crying," said Cody.&lt;br /&gt;" They're call sweat." replied Zack without thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I was watching a Behind The Scene of The Suite Life Movie when I felt like doing something way more productive. Shoelaces? Tied. Watch? I was still wearing it since today morning. I'm ready. I slammed the door shut after handing over the keys to my grandmother. I waited for the elevator, pressed LG, and I left the building.&lt;br /&gt;It was almost seven in the evening. I crossed the road carefully and there I was - right in front of the partially renovating Island Plaza. I heard that they are going to turn it into an apartment. But that was not the place that I intended to go. I wanted to go to Straits Quay since the last time I went there. I missed the smelly sea breeze. I missed looking at big fancy boats that I wished I am able to own in the near future. I missed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ambiance&lt;/span&gt;, the atmosphere. I missed everything.&lt;br /&gt;I was getting closer. Cars drove pass by me continuously as my leg was moving in a uniform speed. Almost closer now - I stopped. I was panting heavily. I was tired. It had been a very productive day.&lt;br /&gt;I finally finished my Accounts Folio. Thanks to Jo-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leen&lt;/span&gt;. I printed out everything and I bind it together with a yellow-pink surface. &lt;em&gt;Finally&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I went to tuition although it was raining. I feel so happy because I didn't skip it for some stupid reason like raining.&lt;br /&gt;I walked home from tuition because I was too lazy to wait for the bus. But I was not lazy to walk home. I don't understand why am I like that. Please explain it for me - &lt;em&gt;if you can&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Finally - after jogging for approximately twenty minutes, I had reach the place I wanted to go for a week. I was there for only five minutes when I decided to leave. I didn't feel fun being there all alone. I realised I didn't miss anything there - I just so happen to miss the people that I was with a week ago. Not Straits. Definitely not the smelly sea breeze.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-8019522309882206589?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8019522309882206589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8019522309882206589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-4643619384207802164</id><published>2011-06-13T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T17:23:23.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, raindrops.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s72xv-FycBE/TfXVE93pgEI/AAAAAAAAHjw/rghvtZEAhHA/s1600/tumblr_lmpz6mtphx1qds8hio1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 399px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617630391518724162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s72xv-FycBE/TfXVE93pgEI/AAAAAAAAHjw/rghvtZEAhHA/s400/tumblr_lmpz6mtphx1qds8hio1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you think this picture is good and tumblrworthy. My god. You are far tooooo kind. Like Cheryl! She just reblogged this from me. I feel so happy cause there is at least a reblogger. Thank you, thank you! If you live in Penang, then yeah you should know that it was pouring continuously everyday since &lt;a href="http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/06/laundry-day.html"&gt;Laundry Day&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By the way, today is the first day of my last semester in high school. So, that means I have been through nine semesters in high school? I feel so old. Someday, you will feel like me. Or maybe, you have already felt it a long time ago. 178 Days to SPM. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-4643619384207802164?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4643619384207802164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4643619384207802164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/06/hello-raindrops.html' title='Hello, raindrops.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s72xv-FycBE/TfXVE93pgEI/AAAAAAAAHjw/rghvtZEAhHA/s72-c/tumblr_lmpz6mtphx1qds8hio1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-2275020980294702780</id><published>2011-06-12T16:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T16:49:25.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruit tarts.</title><content type='html'>Black : What is there inside the fruit tarts?&lt;br /&gt;Blue : Fruits.&lt;br /&gt;Black &amp;amp; Blue : Woah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-2275020980294702780?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/2275020980294702780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/2275020980294702780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/06/fruit-tarts.html' title='Fruit tarts.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-8329483236824132669</id><published>2011-06-11T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T23:28:14.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Climax.</title><content type='html'>I was walking towards Sunrise when I realised he was slower than before, David was in front of me. We were slower than him a few minutes ago. It was odd. Without hesitation, I turned back to look at him. He was a few metres away from me. He was standing too. Suddenly, he started walking backwards away from the pavement towards the street. He fell. I started running towards him. I tried to pull him up. I screamed loudly to alarm David, he came quickly. As we were trying to help him, people were gathering around to help us, too. People from all ages and all skin colour. After a few attempt of pulling him up, he finally got back up on his two feets again. People walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David and I kept an eye on him on the way to the bus stop. He was not walking straight. But he said he was okay while he was searching for his Rapid card. He found it after taking out almost everything from his bag. David helped him to cross the road. We reached the bus stop at Bagan Jermal after crossing precisely four roads. The bus stop was full of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited for the bus for almost half an hour. He thanked us continuously for being there for him back then. We were glad that we were there, too. The bus arrived and I watched as David and him got up the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, I walked home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-8329483236824132669?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8329483236824132669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8329483236824132669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/06/climax.html' title='Climax.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-3717477173357374892</id><published>2011-06-10T15:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T23:29:09.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry Day.</title><content type='html'>Birds were soaring above the endless sky laughing at me now. Probably. God's been indecisive today. It poured - stopped - poured heavily - poured- &lt;em&gt;ss&lt;/em&gt;topped. I was doing laundry today morning and - it was good. Sort of. It was my second time throwing clothes into the washing machine and wait for it to be washed and rinse ( yes, I forgotten that it can be spin), clothes were &lt;em&gt;drippin'&lt;/em&gt; wet. I hanged them out - in - out - in and now, &lt;em&gt;out&lt;/em&gt;. I was squishing out every tiny drip of water possible 'hiding' in the clothes before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands are in pain. Arms, in pain. Fingers ..&lt;em&gt; ouch&lt;/em&gt;. Amazingly I can type cause I was doing my Accounts Folio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky is gloomy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-3717477173357374892?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/3717477173357374892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/3717477173357374892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/06/laundry-day.html' title='Laundry Day.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-312495679469937376</id><published>2011-06-10T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T01:18:16.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spamming youu</title><content type='html'>I am Racheal and I love Mei Rei!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-312495679469937376?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/312495679469937376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/312495679469937376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/06/spamming-youu.html' title='Spamming youu'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-45998162601634294</id><published>2011-06-06T23:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T00:23:59.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unofficial.</title><content type='html'>Hello! I am blogging via iPad! Well my iPad! Finally got it but it is black in colour. I wanted white but it ran out of stock. :( Racheal is next to me now and she threatened to poke my iPad. Lol! I am going to start typing about my holidays! I went to Pulau Redang for a week and it's not that bad. I saw a baby shark while snorkeling and I fell down in/on a boat and knocked my head. I had a goldfish head for a day but that's okay! Pulau Redang was pretty awesome. I went with my family members we had to book an entire bus to fit all of us in! Imagine that. Pulau Redang is nice, like white sand clear blue sea nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now I am typing via Racheal's laptop cause I cannot feel what I type in iPad. Fail. Nevermind I will get used to it someday but NOT TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had buffet for three days straight because that is the only thing they serve in Pulau Redang in my case. I found blue sand which is pretty remarkable. It's like a part of normal sand until I "wiped" the sand. It is like so shiny and it can only be seen at night. Everything else is good in Pulau Redang! I took a lot of pictures. See : www.forever-fluffy.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back to Penang with Racheal and family. And after that day since .. she has been "invading" my life. But that is a good thing considering that I miss her a lot. And she is yerh-ing me now. But it's okay. Bromance! Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a lot of things. For the first day we had hawker food. We went to Times Square, Komtar, Prangin Mall, Gurney and First Avenue on the same day. We had hawker food on that day too. Like a lot. Yesterday was okay. We declared yesterday as Termenung Day as we were termenung-ing? We had hawker food with her family at night and then Raymuelio took us out for more hawker food. Happening. I gain like don't know how many kilograms! Today. We went to Gurney with her family, including her grandmother, and little sister! Her mother was so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so beautifully awesome! She got me a Calvin Klein while I was playing Plants vs. Zombies ( which I have finished in one day )! So thankful! Thank you!!!!!!!!! And then we went for more hawker food. We went to Batu F later on today. Urm, I wanted to get pirated CDs but failed. I am not sure whether polices can catch me but yah. Nevermind. ( this might be a dream, ideal holiday. -.-) Urms, Tutti Frutti after Batu F-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we are listening to Westlife rolling around. Heh. I am going to have exam tomorrow! Wish me luck! * standing ovation* *people shouting good luck Mei Rei* (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night! By the way, Happy Chang Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;PS: I brought B.O.B to Pulau Redang! I miss you Cheryl and Retiro! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-45998162601634294?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/45998162601634294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/45998162601634294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/06/unofficial.html' title='unofficial.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-4240010263144051095</id><published>2011-05-24T16:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T17:05:10.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Balls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Deleted previous post.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hP8WskJGuGk/TdtynpTD12I/AAAAAAAAHjc/tSftyAMxSI0/s1600/Purplee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610203786246346594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hP8WskJGuGk/TdtynpTD12I/AAAAAAAAHjc/tSftyAMxSI0/s400/Purplee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I made these today and these, are &lt;a href="http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-grandmother-and-i-made-these-points.html"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;. I am really upset because in this picture, it isn't in it's actual colour. It' supposed to be hot pink, you see. Do you see hot pink? I bet not. Anyway I made it hot pink by using dragon fruit juice. So it's kind of awesome if you like&lt;em&gt; tong yuen&lt;/em&gt; and you like hot pink.&lt;em&gt; Both&lt;/em&gt;. I made it too yesterday but it was a failure because I stuffed in non-cook red beans. But this time, it was success! Well to me &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;, I am not sure what would other people think about my&lt;em&gt; awful&lt;/em&gt; cooking. I am testing it today so that I can cook it for my mother. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a way, I sort of can tell why some of my friends wouldn't want me to cook for them. &lt;em&gt;Haha&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; I want a decent camera&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/3144375996070133678-4240010263144051095?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4240010263144051095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4240010263144051095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_5007.html' title='Pink Balls.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hP8WskJGuGk/TdtynpTD12I/AAAAAAAAHjc/tSftyAMxSI0/s72-c/Purplee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-6482770823494926222</id><published>2011-05-22T22:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T16:10:00.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Read Me(s)'/><title type='text'>Weirdest experience.. yet.</title><content type='html'>Remember &lt;a href="http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/05/very-long-post-of-nothingness.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; post that I said that I had to go to driving school? I did. This thing that I went for is the first thing that anyone would have to go if they want to take their driving license. I am not sure what is it called. So yeah, my bad. Anyway I am going to post my experience about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;This is very useful if you are going to attend the first car course&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; Tips are &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pink &lt;/span&gt;in colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I had no friends.&lt;br /&gt;I went alone there because I signed up by myself because apparently everyone that I know have either went or isn't taking their license this year. (&lt;em&gt; Or either they are lying so they don't have to go with me.&lt;/em&gt; ) It was like, bad. I had no one to talk to although I know I am not supposed to talk anyone. A Malay boy sat next to me and he was fifteen. I know because I saw his IC not because I talked to him. My Malay sucks so I couldn't talk to him also in the first place even if I wanted to. Okay, you &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; be thinking that I am an idiot because he might know how to speak English or Hokkien ( some Malays are super &lt;em&gt;ho liao&lt;/em&gt;, okay.) but I was thinking what happened if he couldn't? Then many hours of oddity. Okay? So what I learned from this is car courses right, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you must go with your freakin' friends&lt;/span&gt; if not you will look like an idiot. But it's okay, because there are at least 30 idiots with you in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I was depressingly hungry.&lt;br /&gt;It lasted from eight in the morning to almost four - touching. I did not eat because Sin Hui told me that there is a canteen there so I decided if I did not eat in the morning then I can eat there&lt;br /&gt;( I don't want to wake any earlier to eat, you see, it's Saturday, &lt;s&gt;and Sunday comes afterward&lt;/s&gt;.). But the thing is, I was alone. I don't want to eat alone. It is very depressing and and the food there is - ? What I learned from this is that&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; you must either take your own food or wake up in the morning to have breakfast before going. Or buy snacks and eat in class. Water is important too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What I wore.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone had to wear long pants and girls were allowed to wear t-shirt while boys had to wear collar shirts. Well my driving school ( Cathay) reminded me to wear what I had to wear so I interpreted long pants - as long pants. So I wore a black and white stripped long pants because I thought I could wear the ugliest thing there is because no one would see me. Unluckily, I was the only person that interpreted long pants - as long pants. Everyone wore jeans. What was I/ were they thinking? When I said everyone, it's really everyone. So what I learned is that&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; you cannot be a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;l&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; m&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; if you want to attend a driving course. Bring alone a jacket too.&lt;/span&gt; ( It might be a little cold for you if you are skinny.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I brought something!&lt;br /&gt;I know it's going to be super boring so the night before I charged my iPod and I brought Eat Pray Love. I played Traffic Rush all the time because the diagram of the teaching-driving-stuff looked really similar to Traffic Rush. My highest score was 490! So I assumed that I will be an awesome driver. Apparently the lecturers would be super angry if you talk in class ( in groups). He scolded the class for not listening. So I felt bad too so I decided to put my Traffic Rush away. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Books and games are recommended to bring and, please remember to put everything in silence. Phones especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I was fkin' scared.&lt;br /&gt;My IC couldn't be used for the registration and I had to buy a Smart Card which costed RM20. ( &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;bring money!&lt;/span&gt;) It was kind of expensive, considering other people didn't have to buy and it's just a piece of card. They took my IC away and handed me my Smart Card. They returned it to me before I went home. I was scared because I didn't know where was my IC and when would they return it to me, so have no fear! Another thing was they called my named wrongly - I was Qmei to them. ( Que May). &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;There is no tips for this unless you want to change your name to something easier to call like - Abu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;em&gt;Sleeeeeeeeeeeepy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually slept for almost two hours and I am not lying. They didn't care about me because they couldn't see me in the first place. I was number 29. So there is 28 people blocking me from the lecturer. &lt;em&gt;Weewooweewoo.&lt;/em&gt; It was a lucky kind of thing cause it's really boring. One of the lecturer showed us videos cause she knows that we were all sleepy. The videos were gruesome because it's all about accidents. But I was sleepy anyway. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bring pillows&lt;/span&gt;, if you may. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Or perhaps soft toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Lunch break!&lt;br /&gt;There was a lunch break around 12 and it was suppose to be an hour but the lecturer came in at two o'clock so I slept for two hours again. I didn't eat because I had no friends like I mentioned. &lt;em&gt;Urm&lt;/em&gt;, the entire thing ( lecturers lecturing, for me) was around four hours only because the thing started late and I had a very long, long break. I was lucky! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pray for your luck&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all. I saw an accident on the way home. I am currently thinking twice about taking my license. &lt;em&gt;Hmm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-6482770823494926222?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/6482770823494926222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/6482770823494926222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/05/weird-experience.html' title='Weirdest experience.. yet.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-8917546082730684625</id><published>2011-05-20T13:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T13:55:02.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A very long post of nothingness.</title><content type='html'>I just got back from school and I feel a need to blog again. I don't know why but nowadays I really feel like blogging. So, I blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, before heading to tuition Jo-Leen and I stopped by at Popular and I got another book. Yes, it's Eat Pray Love. My sister question marked me because I am not done reading Waters For Elephant. In fact, I barely started. But it was on sale and it's only RM30. I wanted to read it since December. So, that's like an exceptional. I am done reading A Walk To Remember! I am not sure whether did I mentioned it but yah, it took me a day and I am pretty proud of myself because.. I am not a reader. A .. very .. slow .. reader .. Nonetheless, finished! ( I bought it after watching A Walk To Remember. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that, I think I am lack of motivation because I left almost the entire Mathematics 2 Paper b-l-a-n-k. I know it looks bad but .. no excuse. I cannot figure out one for now. I went to tuition. I studied. Someone please motivate me more, please! So, I guess I need to try harder next time. It will be better, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I couldn't figure out why I cannot log out from&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; Blogger&lt;/span&gt;, I cannot post anything in MCR. And I want to post something but I guess &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Blogger&lt;/span&gt; stopped me. So I am going to do a MCR post here! (: Responding &lt;a href="http://rei-che-ret.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-are-all-so-different-now.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; post from Cheryl :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;We'll hang out soon and the reason why it's drafted in the first place it's because we have not drifted apart and we never will because we are awesome.&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's short. It's meant to be short. Cheryl's birthday is coming too and I have no idea what to get her, what to say, when to wish, when to call her, what song should I sing, when to go &lt;em&gt;"AHHHH it's her birthday".&lt;/em&gt; Last year, she made me a video that made me smile like an idiot for ten days so I am not sure how to repay her la. Honestly no idea. Perhaps I should Retiro. &lt;em&gt;Hehe.&lt;/em&gt; Maybe just maybe .. a comb of banana. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;One New Text :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Tomorrow 7.55 am at driving school. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-8917546082730684625?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8917546082730684625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8917546082730684625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/05/very-long-post-of-nothingness.html' title='A very long post of nothingness.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-2476073725899726020</id><published>2011-05-19T14:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T14:12:45.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Therdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oGJSei6NBYc/TdPeo3rT0vI/AAAAAAAAHiU/SsPGVhdAzRU/s1600/Birthday%2Bcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608070754728137458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oGJSei6NBYc/TdPeo3rT0vI/AAAAAAAAHiU/SsPGVhdAzRU/s400/Birthday%2Bcard.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well today's Huoy Vern's birthday so I made her a card. I don't care if it's ugly, cause I honestly put a lot of effort in making it. Truckloads. Today was a good day for me, too. I ate a lot of chocolate which will result as pimples later on in my life. &lt;em&gt;Boohoo.&lt;/em&gt; What else? I had Science test today too. Paper 1. Rather tough because I didn't study. I borrowed Water Of Elephants too! It's Angeline's. Now, I am going to get ready and go to tuition, with Jo-Leen! Good day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-2476073725899726020?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/2476073725899726020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/2476073725899726020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/05/therdays.html' title='Therdays'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oGJSei6NBYc/TdPeo3rT0vI/AAAAAAAAHiU/SsPGVhdAzRU/s72-c/Birthday%2Bcard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-8511860662696171574</id><published>2011-05-18T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T00:12:59.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battlefield.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Non-permanent post:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tend to think&lt;em&gt; why&lt;/em&gt; am I so lazy and &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt; do I not study.Then again, I tend to think about practically &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;. If this is a problem I need someone to help me solve it. If this is a disease, call me a doctor, I need to be cured. Like,&lt;em&gt; fast&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good night, sleep tight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-8511860662696171574?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8511860662696171574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8511860662696171574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/05/non-permanent-post-i-tend-to-think-why.html' title='Battlefield.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-7319930031100375027</id><published>2011-05-15T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T01:54:24.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T_5_KCo4JYE/Tc7AaikkX6I/AAAAAAAAHiM/3WIgeWYKmyA/s1600/Flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T_5_KCo4JYE/Tc7AaikkX6I/AAAAAAAAHiM/3WIgeWYKmyA/s400/Flower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606630148312162210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;14th May:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. Watched A Walk To Remember and All About Steve.&lt;br /&gt;2. Had a lot of bread and biscuit.&lt;br /&gt;3. Took a picture of flowers.&lt;br /&gt;4. Went to Prangin with my sister and bought a dress which costed me RM25.&lt;br /&gt;5. Rediscover that I still have not step into 1st Avenue.&lt;br /&gt;6. Visited Nikki! :D&lt;br /&gt;7. Typing..&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/3144375996070133678-7319930031100375027?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7319930031100375027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7319930031100375027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/05/7-things.html' title='7 Things.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T_5_KCo4JYE/Tc7AaikkX6I/AAAAAAAAHiM/3WIgeWYKmyA/s72-c/Flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-3962247145208062757</id><published>2011-05-11T20:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T13:28:55.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Destroyer</title><content type='html'>I am going to start of my first May post with a complain post. So here goes nothing. Today my hourly maid came to clean up the house and she brought a destroyer along which almost destroy my entire house. She, killed my toilet. Don't ask. She was a pretty rough woman so she decided to unplug my tap from the sink&lt;em&gt;. Weewooweewoo&lt;/em&gt;. And then the shoe rack magically fell off. Double &lt;em&gt;weewooweewoo&lt;/em&gt;. So of course I was pissed la, so I decided to buy Hokkien Mee and eat it. So I bought a pack of Hokkien Mee + Extra Egg + Extra Meat = RM4.50 and ate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, I went to school before six thirty! It was like my first time. I was early because I need to ask Yu Xuan how to do accounts which she &lt;u&gt;managed&lt;/u&gt; to teach me and I &lt;u&gt;managed&lt;/u&gt; to forget right before the accounts examination. Tripple the&lt;em&gt; weewooweewoo&lt;/em&gt;. So the conclusion from this post is that I have to study everyday not just before the day of the exam. ( Or an hour before it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accounts was.. accounts. So freaking hard. To me, accounts was blekblekblek, so that means that my Accounts is.. yup confirm FAIL. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Yu Xuan conquered my Facebook, too.&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to publish this post on the eleventh but I had to take my grandmother to the hospital due to some allergies :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;May 12th : &lt;u&gt;Happy Birthday Racheal!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-3962247145208062757?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/3962247145208062757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/3962247145208062757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-day.html' title='Destroyer'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-8856113775732118495</id><published>2011-04-28T14:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T14:49:43.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunny w/o Ears.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TLDkKioCNI8/TbkLO_6J2yI/AAAAAAAAHeg/9A99aP-ifRs/s1600/Dasein.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600519963913345826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TLDkKioCNI8/TbkLO_6J2yI/AAAAAAAAHeg/9A99aP-ifRs/s400/Dasein.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't this cute? ( Although it has missing ears!) It's from&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dasein.edu.my/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Dasein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! I went to a school trip today! The journey was an hour plus to Kepala Batas. It was an exhibition. I sat next to Sin Hui in the bus and we were talkin' and talkin'! There were a lot students there la apparently and it was like .. compact? :( Anyway I want to study in Dasein! I want I want! Oh by the way I had McDonalds for breakfast, I bought it with Yu Xuan. Whee x 100! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-8856113775732118495?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8856113775732118495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8856113775732118495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/04/bunny-wo-ears.html' title='Bunny w/o Ears.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TLDkKioCNI8/TbkLO_6J2yI/AAAAAAAAHeg/9A99aP-ifRs/s72-c/Dasein.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-5802943776505497425</id><published>2011-04-22T22:44:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T23:46:25.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I am alive&lt;/span&gt;! Okay I am going to tell you why I am saying that. Jo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Leen&lt;/span&gt; and I went hiking today morning. We took Bus 11 to Botanical Garden at nine o'clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sygbIlSsixs/TbGWlLduiwI/AAAAAAAAHeQ/zrNkyEONWY0/s1600/Joleen%2527s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sygbIlSsixs/TbGWlLduiwI/AAAAAAAAHeQ/zrNkyEONWY0/s400/Joleen%2527s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598421377275038466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Leen's&lt;/span&gt; Bus 11. ( If you don't get it, we walked there.)&lt;br /&gt;We reached there around ten o'clock and we started hiking from Moon Gate. I think it is. We took the wild boar route. Jo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Leen&lt;/span&gt; told me that it's known as the wild boar route because it was made by wild boars decades ago. But I thought wild boar looks like&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; gigantic pigs &lt;/span&gt;but the route is like small/narrow and slippery .. and steep ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bgqgDM3Ee4Q/TbGVwXCvjqI/AAAAAAAAHeA/HptgYY3U0VE/s1600/Hike%2Bone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bgqgDM3Ee4Q/TbGVwXCvjqI/AAAAAAAAHeA/HptgYY3U0VE/s400/Hike%2Bone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598420469850017442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I made a parody song of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rockeeter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; that shall be remain unheared*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went up to Number 5.  We didn't get lost thanks to the uncle that helped us! We had tea and we headed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PNe89bwjfFM/TbGWONfKlnI/AAAAAAAAHeI/grQaN0OYALI/s1600/Tangled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PNe89bwjfFM/TbGWONfKlnI/AAAAAAAAHeI/grQaN0OYALI/s400/Tangled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598420982680950386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tangled ; On the way down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IP7TyVnqd80/TbGVXbYAYII/AAAAAAAAHd4/6T4klJEh_C8/s1600/This%2Bleg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IP7TyVnqd80/TbGVXbYAYII/AAAAAAAAHd4/6T4klJEh_C8/s400/This%2Bleg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598420041516212354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bus to everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't hike due to dehydration. Or.. anything that might cause instant death.&lt;br /&gt;Jo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Leen&lt;/span&gt; and I went to Gurney after freshen up. We watched&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Red Riding Hood&lt;/span&gt;. Jo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Leen&lt;/span&gt; said I was indecisive because I don't know where to eat so I was pissed.. so so so.. we ended up in BBQ Plaza. Which was the nearest then. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLBYx2z2Wlo/TbGU8Z5aEDI/AAAAAAAAHdw/s_FASc9qzwY/s1600/Plate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLBYx2z2Wlo/TbGU8Z5aEDI/AAAAAAAAHdw/s_FASc9qzwY/s400/Plate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598419577262968882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is meat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NOLhPZ4-WfQ/TbGUoe88EOI/AAAAAAAAHdo/W2bg8S3XPQs/s1600/Red%2BMeat%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NOLhPZ4-WfQ/TbGUoe88EOI/AAAAAAAAHdo/W2bg8S3XPQs/s400/Red%2BMeat%2521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598419235022573794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a piece of meat of the pan.&lt;br /&gt;There was a lot of meat. I wasn't lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-5802943776505497425?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/5802943776505497425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/5802943776505497425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/04/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday!'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sygbIlSsixs/TbGWlLduiwI/AAAAAAAAHeQ/zrNkyEONWY0/s72-c/Joleen%2527s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-4097110851254393871</id><published>2011-04-20T18:15:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T22:43:25.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pills.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Take Note :&lt;/span&gt; You don't need anyone who don't need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oYcIkCaw5ks/Ta6zXpR-jLI/AAAAAAAAHc4/nFpHNkPORPk/s1600/Canee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597608605667724466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oYcIkCaw5ks/Ta6zXpR-jLI/AAAAAAAAHc4/nFpHNkPORPk/s400/Canee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello! I was helping my sister to clean up the mess at my studying room yesterday when I came across this. A box that is used to put pills. It wasn't use before. So I decided to clean it up and put some candies in it. I bought Skittles, and some other candies which cost me approximately RM9!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8NzIR6v1-Y0/Ta6zBidmAlI/AAAAAAAAHcw/27UUUIQ0EFY/s1600/Yellow%2Bskittles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597608225880277586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8NzIR6v1-Y0/Ta6zBidmAlI/AAAAAAAAHcw/27UUUIQ0EFY/s200/Yellow%2Bskittles.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZYDM8SWxfw/Ta6ytf62hsI/AAAAAAAAHco/D9nzLSARA5U/s1600/Tic%2Btac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597607881600304834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZYDM8SWxfw/Ta6ytf62hsI/AAAAAAAAHco/D9nzLSARA5U/s200/Tic%2Btac.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j3XOzsLCrNY/Ta6ybjE-3PI/AAAAAAAAHcg/FDRc_gq-F64/s1600/M%2Band%2Bm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597607573210455282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j3XOzsLCrNY/Ta6ybjE-3PI/AAAAAAAAHcg/FDRc_gq-F64/s200/M%2Band%2Bm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After all, I need some co&lt;em&gt;lourful&lt;/em&gt; medication. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the other hand, I had to run 10 rounds around my school field today because I didn't wear my uniform. ( It wasn't washed.) I feel slightly thinner? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After school, I had Accounts Clinic. So, Jo-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Sin Hui, Agnes and I went to some hawker centre to have lunch. It was my very first time going out with Agnes! ( Well, sort of. ) It was a good, good day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PS: &lt;em&gt;If&lt;/em&gt; I have good English, &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt; I will never stop writing. True story. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3144375996070133678-4097110851254393871?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4097110851254393871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4097110851254393871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_20.html' title='Pills.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oYcIkCaw5ks/Ta6zXpR-jLI/AAAAAAAAHc4/nFpHNkPORPk/s72-c/Canee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-6254531747834852043</id><published>2011-04-18T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T22:16:39.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I made my own soap during Science class. It was warm and it smelled like soya bean. Nonetheless, it was still a soap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-6254531747834852043?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/6254531747834852043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/6254531747834852043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/04/soap.html' title='Soap!'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-9075896698631031499</id><published>2011-04-16T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T20:43:09.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>78th's!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rl5TPrX0ijw/TamNiVtayGI/AAAAAAAAHcE/EpwiOWN_CR0/s1600/Colours%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596159633067264098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rl5TPrX0ijw/TamNiVtayGI/AAAAAAAAHcE/EpwiOWN_CR0/s400/Colours%2521.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My grandmother and I made these :) *points above*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So today's my grandmother's birthday so my sister and I took her out for lunch in Forum. It was lunch, but we had dim sum. After that, my sister dropped me in tuition and she fetched me back too! That was so nice. My sister and I cleaned up the house after that. Correction, I looked at her while she was cleaning up the house. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Happy Birthday Grandma, 78 and still counting.♥&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/3144375996070133678-9075896698631031499?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/9075896698631031499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/9075896698631031499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-grandmother-and-i-made-these-points.html' title='78th&apos;s!'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rl5TPrX0ijw/TamNiVtayGI/AAAAAAAAHcE/EpwiOWN_CR0/s72-c/Colours%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-7216435792689693915</id><published>2011-04-14T21:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T21:17:07.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seoul Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-geYuT5b1mAg/TabxUrNlhtI/AAAAAAAAHbU/540WVXmIC3c/s1600/Girl%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bmirror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595424924553807570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-geYuT5b1mAg/TabxUrNlhtI/AAAAAAAAHbU/540WVXmIC3c/s400/Girl%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bmirror.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I suck at taking pictures but it'll be better if I have a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DSLR&lt;/span&gt;. Do you want to buy me one? I will be super grateful if you really do! Anyway, Natasha and I headed to Gurney after school because we wanted to have lunch in Seoul Garden together. Jo-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leen&lt;/span&gt; went back home first so we waited for her in Popular because I wanted to buy my sister a book. *points to the picture*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bought her that book because it is her favourite author. (: Jo-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leen&lt;/span&gt; was an hour late so Natasha and I was like&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; @#$%^&amp;amp;*&lt;/span&gt; while waiting for her and we were like this &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;:D :D :D&lt;/span&gt; when she finally came. We had our lunch like we planned. Have you ever had the feeling when you are too full? Cannot move? Cannot breathe? That's what I felt after lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the most miserable part was .. we had to walk to tuition. And tuition was dreadful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, overall my day was awesome nonetheless. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-7216435792689693915?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7216435792689693915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7216435792689693915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/04/seoul-garden.html' title='Seoul Garden'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-geYuT5b1mAg/TabxUrNlhtI/AAAAAAAAHbU/540WVXmIC3c/s72-c/Girl%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bmirror.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-4224329918358749880</id><published>2011-04-07T20:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T14:35:12.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shock(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BvOaC26iGu4/TZ208LQ_5lI/AAAAAAAAHZw/CraSOLZGHaM/s1600/G-Shock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592825258173261394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BvOaC26iGu4/TZ208LQ_5lI/AAAAAAAAHZw/CraSOLZGHaM/s400/G-Shock.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think from the title itself I might get you thinking that it is shocking that urm, my blog is here again. Because most of the time my blog would vanish into thin air. Well, it's here again! I feel like blogging. ._. Whee! And yah, my mother bought me a G-Shock, lime green because that was what I wanted. Yayness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blue House won all the volleyball matches this year and I feel so freakin' happy because if I am not mistaken, I never won any matched before. I feel so lucky! Anyway, I am going to blog soon. Like may be tomorrow, or something. Like soon. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-4224329918358749880?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4224329918358749880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4224329918358749880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/04/shocks.html' title='Shock(s)'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BvOaC26iGu4/TZ208LQ_5lI/AAAAAAAAHZw/CraSOLZGHaM/s72-c/G-Shock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-5768527590937695789</id><published>2011-03-04T13:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T21:52:27.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th on the 4th.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;*gonna make this post super colourful so none of us realise that it is actually pictureless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Cross Country :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Natasha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fetched &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jo-Leen&lt;/span&gt; and I to &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Youth Park&lt;/span&gt; in the morning. Not bright yet but it was really early. Started running at nine something. I got number 6th! So I am really quite happy because my placing was 20th last year. Blue house won overall! &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Blue House ftw!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jo-Leen's&lt;/span&gt; mother took us to &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Nippon Yataimura&lt;/span&gt; for lunch after &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Cross Country&lt;/span&gt; and in late afternoon, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Raymuelio &lt;/span&gt;and I went for a movie, &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I Love Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt; because I look like a kid and therefore no 18pl movie for me today. After that, took &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Breeks &lt;/span&gt;to meet up with my schoolmates, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ginny&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sin Hui&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sherlyn&lt;/span&gt;! They left pretty early and I had my ice-cream after that. ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-5768527590937695789?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/5768527590937695789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/5768527590937695789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/03/cross-country.html' title='6th on the 4th.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-352073363730003974</id><published>2011-03-03T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T00:00:32.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand New Eyes (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ol-MndfzpXc/TW-6ZfXZLQI/AAAAAAAAHZY/_t0oDeQAKeg/s1600/Eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579883410414447874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ol-MndfzpXc/TW-6ZfXZLQI/AAAAAAAAHZY/_t0oDeQAKeg/s400/Eyes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally got what I wanted ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;School, Foosball, Accounts Tuition, Foosball, Batu &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Feringgi&lt;/span&gt;. I am tired!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-352073363730003974?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/352073363730003974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/352073363730003974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/03/brand-new-eyes.html' title='Brand New Eyes (:'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ol-MndfzpXc/TW-6ZfXZLQI/AAAAAAAAHZY/_t0oDeQAKeg/s72-c/Eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-1731207550857292222</id><published>2011-03-02T22:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T00:24:48.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;Need&lt;br /&gt;To&lt;br /&gt;Start&lt;br /&gt;Studying&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;Really &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Need&lt;br /&gt;To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-1731207550857292222?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/1731207550857292222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/1731207550857292222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/03/waking-up.html' title='Ready?'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-4181044921359685156</id><published>2011-03-01T19:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T19:22:45.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colours!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TfuwtxGZwyw/TWzWJNt-XhI/AAAAAAAAHZQ/xLad5zggDIg/s1600/Hello%2BHappiness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579069492194860562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TfuwtxGZwyw/TWzWJNt-XhI/AAAAAAAAHZQ/xLad5zggDIg/s400/Hello%2BHappiness.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Told my mother I wanted colour pens for writing notes, and she got me colour markers with stamps on top. She still thinks that I am a little girl. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lol&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/3144375996070133678-4181044921359685156?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4181044921359685156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/4181044921359685156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/03/colours.html' title='Colours!'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TfuwtxGZwyw/TWzWJNt-XhI/AAAAAAAAHZQ/xLad5zggDIg/s72-c/Hello%2BHappiness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-8010376658868482853</id><published>2011-02-28T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T23:46:22.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BbrOYUmBB4s/TWuwUMzY2rI/AAAAAAAAHZI/FueoZmj7UJg/s1600/Hello%2BKittie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578746424509127346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BbrOYUmBB4s/TWuwUMzY2rI/AAAAAAAAHZI/FueoZmj7UJg/s400/Hello%2BKittie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello Kitty! ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look what I had on for tuition today, a Hello Kitty stuck on my butt. I am not sure what's Hello Kitty wearing but it's sho cute. Agree? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-8010376658868482853?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8010376658868482853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8010376658868482853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/02/hello.html' title='Hello. (:'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BbrOYUmBB4s/TWuwUMzY2rI/AAAAAAAAHZI/FueoZmj7UJg/s72-c/Hello%2BKittie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-7910505926643986677</id><published>2011-02-27T17:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T23:46:44.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving Hamsters.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apparently the mother hamster bit off one of the hamster's head today. And so, it's dead. Before that, Headless was having nose bleeding before it's dead so it died in a super tragic way. :( Jo-Leen to the rescue! She saved the other three hamsters including Pity ( the hamster with a broken leg ). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;R.I.P&lt;s&gt;ieces&lt;/s&gt; Headless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-7910505926643986677?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7910505926643986677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7910505926643986677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/02/saving-hamsters.html' title='Saving Hamsters.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-1462029493352915469</id><published>2011-02-26T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T19:41:34.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berry Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-as2YjeWX5Oo/TWjlI1hTSuI/AAAAAAAAHZA/MbbbMiD-HGk/s1600/Fruuze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577960078466829026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-as2YjeWX5Oo/TWjlI1hTSuI/AAAAAAAAHZA/MbbbMiD-HGk/s400/Fruuze.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blueberry flavour with strawbbery waffles and granola. ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to Straits Quay and Gurney with Ginny today. We had Fruuze and a free ice-cream by Walls. Jealous? Lol. I bet not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-1462029493352915469?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/1462029493352915469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/1462029493352915469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/02/sweet-stuff.html' title='Berry Sweet'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-as2YjeWX5Oo/TWjlI1hTSuI/AAAAAAAAHZA/MbbbMiD-HGk/s72-c/Fruuze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-974398693944591982</id><published>2011-02-25T22:46:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T00:18:23.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burlesque</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Svb_eKwjrog/TWfBQdaQl7I/AAAAAAAAHYQ/PYRtonLVvZ8/s1600/Burlesque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577639152038483890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Svb_eKwjrog/TWfBQdaQl7I/AAAAAAAAHYQ/PYRtonLVvZ8/s400/Burlesque.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"It’s a passion, and emotion, it’s a fashion, Burlesque,&lt;br /&gt;It’ll move, goin’ through you, so do what I do, Burlesque,&lt;br /&gt;All ladies come put your grown up, boys throw it up if you want it,&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel me, can you feel it? It’s &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Burlesque_(film)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Burlesque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Express - Christina Aguilera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Burlesque is currently my favourite movie. I watched it with Jo-Leen today thanks to Ginny. :) Christina Aguilera is so pretty! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-974398693944591982?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/974398693944591982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/974398693944591982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/02/burlesque_25.html' title='Burlesque'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Svb_eKwjrog/TWfBQdaQl7I/AAAAAAAAHYQ/PYRtonLVvZ8/s72-c/Burlesque.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-6731292204411307145</id><published>2011-02-24T19:30:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T21:05:32.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E_BiXa0tLxM/TWZCFi-ty3I/AAAAAAAAHXs/mIrlWBJrbYk/s1600/Tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577217851601570674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E_BiXa0tLxM/TWZCFi-ty3I/AAAAAAAAHXs/mIrlWBJrbYk/s400/Tree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Question :&lt;/span&gt; So Mei &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rei&lt;/span&gt;, how do you colour your day when it's all rainy and gloomy-like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YAP3twSu3Ok/TWZBnp0PhZI/AAAAAAAAHXk/B8m6oUx8byE/s1600/Skittles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577217338040616338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YAP3twSu3Ok/TWZBnp0PhZI/AAAAAAAAHXk/B8m6oUx8byE/s400/Skittles.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Answer :&lt;/span&gt; I eat &lt;a href="http://www.skittles.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;s&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had lunch with Jo-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leen&lt;/span&gt; at Sam Hui before Accounts tuition. She bought a lot chocolate and she ate all of them during tuition while I eat Skittles. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;! Annabelle fetched me home. So nice :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-6731292204411307145?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/6731292204411307145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/6731292204411307145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/02/question-so-mei-rei-how-do-you-colour.html' title='Painted.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E_BiXa0tLxM/TWZCFi-ty3I/AAAAAAAAHXs/mIrlWBJrbYk/s72-c/Tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-7011493137330537409</id><published>2011-02-20T22:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T19:37:17.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KM.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I woke up in Nikki's house and started eating. I spend my after afternoon eating ice-cream. My evening was filled with three pieces of cookies and a tiny piece of cheesecake. Dinner at Kashmir! Awesome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-7011493137330537409?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7011493137330537409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7011493137330537409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/02/mistakes.html' title='KM.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-9057360036396252810</id><published>2011-02-19T18:49:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T23:46:05.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misa Amane (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3s4sKwQDY1A/TWJKYCZVO9I/AAAAAAAAHXA/CZtybFvCNMM/s1600/Misa_Amane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576101065458531282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3s4sKwQDY1A/TWJKYCZVO9I/AAAAAAAAHXA/CZtybFvCNMM/s400/Misa_Amane.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to a Cosplay thing in USM with my schoolmates and I dressed up as&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Misa_Amane"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Misa Amane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . She's one of the character in Death Note, for short. Cute and hyperactive. I would definitely want to Cosplay again. It's so fun. Although my costume suck this time I hope it's way better next time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Nu4ppEgTkw/TWElfRHTf-I/AAAAAAAAHWg/HMeUwN0DK18/s1600/Converse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575779032761597922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Nu4ppEgTkw/TWElfRHTf-I/AAAAAAAAHWg/HMeUwN0DK18/s400/Converse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, it sucked because I had Converse on. Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-9057360036396252810?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/9057360036396252810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/9057360036396252810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/02/misa-amane.html' title='Misa Amane (:'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3s4sKwQDY1A/TWJKYCZVO9I/AAAAAAAAHXA/CZtybFvCNMM/s72-c/Misa_Amane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-7470126874891705347</id><published>2011-02-18T20:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T20:39:10.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I felt like a plastic bag.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because nothing happened today. That's why I have no idea what picture to take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-7470126874891705347?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7470126874891705347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/7470126874891705347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post_18.html' title='I felt like a plastic bag.'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144375996070133678.post-8717183725914339178</id><published>2011-02-17T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T20:29:19.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4j8efgIQwuo/TV0S7_ap6lI/AAAAAAAAHWQ/WLOWQQtkWO4/s1600/Sick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574632735599356498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4j8efgIQwuo/TV0S7_ap6lI/AAAAAAAAHWQ/WLOWQQtkWO4/s400/Sick.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is suppose to be a picture of me. Can you see me. -.- Well, anyhow the picture wasn't meant to be like that. Because I promise myself that I will post everyday. So, this. I am so fucking sick today I almost died a few times today. I am so sick I am never gonna leave my bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wheeeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144375996070133678-8717183725914339178?l=meirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8717183725914339178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144375996070133678/posts/default/8717183725914339178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meirei.blogspot.com/2011/02/not-walking-away.html' title='First Day'/><author><name>Mei Rei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12108163839136552472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4j8efgIQwuo/TV0S7_ap6lI/AAAAAAAAHWQ/WLOWQQtkWO4/s72-c/Sick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
