<?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-21489846</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:08:25.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love carousal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><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>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-5144121934836979254</id><published>2007-03-07T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T06:46:19.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/Re7LrHnekNI/AAAAAAAAABc/JG2WihDNBdA/s1600-h/BU008608.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/Re7LrHnekNI/AAAAAAAAABc/JG2WihDNBdA/s320/BU008608.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/Re7LrXnekOI/AAAAAAAAABk/SujO4Nwb4b0/s1600-h/BU006672.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/Re7LrXnekOI/AAAAAAAAABk/SujO4Nwb4b0/s320/BU006672.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/Re7LrXnekPI/AAAAAAAAABs/YR30AzkF9kE/s1600-h/collage59.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/Re7LrXnekPI/AAAAAAAAABs/YR30AzkF9kE/s320/collage59.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...If only these were available in Life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-5144121934836979254?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/5144121934836979254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=5144121934836979254' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/5144121934836979254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/5144121934836979254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/Re7LrHnekNI/AAAAAAAAABc/JG2WihDNBdA/s72-c/BU008608.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-6407452917136185512</id><published>2007-02-25T04:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T04:51:18.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YFMKsZPiPu8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YFMKsZPiPu8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys in the video reminds me of Zac. Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, everything has been good on the whole and I like how things are now. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have you read the '5 people you'll meet in heaven'?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeap, Im still halfway through."&lt;br /&gt;"So you've only met 2.5 of them, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;in this world of ordinary people,&lt;br /&gt;extraordinary people, &lt;br /&gt;i'm glad there is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this world of overrated pleasures,&lt;br /&gt;and underrated treasures,&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad there is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this world where many, many play at love&lt;br /&gt;and hardly any stay in love,&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad there is you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-6407452917136185512?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/6407452917136185512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=6407452917136185512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/6407452917136185512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/6407452917136185512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2007/02/guys-in-video-reminds-me-of-zac.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-2532558922237891478</id><published>2007-02-08T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T07:05:59.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gm1uNgHw6Xo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gm1uNgHw6Xo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You with the sad eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't be discouraged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh I realize&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's hard to take courage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a world full of people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can lose sight of it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the darkness inside you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can make you feel so small&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I see your true colors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shining through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see your true colors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that's why I love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So don't be afraid to let them show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your true colors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;True colors are beautiful,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like a rainbow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-2532558922237891478?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/2532558922237891478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=2532558922237891478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/2532558922237891478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/2532558922237891478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-with-sad-eyes-dont-be-discouraged.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-6151717169627586238</id><published>2007-02-06T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T00:43:22.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I could describe today with- &lt;br /&gt;One word: Shocked/ Shocking/ Shock.&lt;br /&gt;Three words: What The Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Pretty much summed up the whole of day today. Sooo school has been all about tests, hwk, tests, hwk and alot of Bitching(applies esp to today). Haha! Time really needs to slow down. I think I need more than 24 hrs a day and maybe 10 days a week? (but keep sch to 5days, please.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History, Bio &amp; Lit test up next. :( Bummer bummer bummer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK on the lighter note, its February, feel the love, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I may not say anything right away, but i'll listen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-6151717169627586238?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/6151717169627586238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=6151717169627586238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/6151717169627586238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/6151717169627586238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2007/02/if-i-could-describe-today-with-one-word.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-3164143321278210739</id><published>2007-01-30T05:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T05:45:37.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday, Hubbyfart! I love you! ;D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hwk, hwk and even more hwk. Whats new. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/Rb9K9f5nk2I/AAAAAAAAABM/ZyF3A2CtRnE/s1600-h/menu-for-web_000.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/Rb9K9f5nk2I/AAAAAAAAABM/ZyF3A2CtRnE/s320/menu-for-web_000.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025818129564406626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If this world makes you crazy&lt;br /&gt;And you've taken all you can bear&lt;br /&gt;You can call me up&lt;br /&gt;Because you know I'll be there&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-3164143321278210739?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/3164143321278210739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=3164143321278210739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/3164143321278210739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/3164143321278210739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-birthday-hubbyfart-i-love-you-d.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/Rb9K9f5nk2I/AAAAAAAAABM/ZyF3A2CtRnE/s72-c/menu-for-web_000.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-1887492108787224499</id><published>2007-01-19T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T08:07:47.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/RbDeUnYhMhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/V-iyz0gHKtE/s1600-h/collage48.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/RbDeUnYhMhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/V-iyz0gHKtE/s320/collage48.jpg' border=2 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/RbDeVHYhMiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/RnwQsroG824/s1600-h/collage47.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/RbDeVHYhMiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/RnwQsroG824/s320/collage47.jpg' border=2 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/RbDeVXYhMjI/AAAAAAAAABE/mtIq4vquxAg/s1600-h/collage49_wwords.JPG'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/RbDeVXYhMjI/AAAAAAAAABE/mtIq4vquxAg/s320/collage49_wwords.JPG' border=2 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally its Friday again! So sch has been nothing but homework, more homework and even more homework. No more regular updates from today onwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today is the Tommorow that you were worried about Yesterday. Is it all worth it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-1887492108787224499?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/1887492108787224499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=1887492108787224499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/1887492108787224499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/1887492108787224499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2007/01/ok-pictures-finally-its-friday-again-so.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/RbDeUnYhMhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/V-iyz0gHKtE/s72-c/collage48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-3619252710607438427</id><published>2007-01-15T05:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T05:53:50.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;We've got movies on our list to see &lt;br /&gt;Things to do just you and me &lt;br /&gt;Calls to make from here to there and back &lt;br /&gt;We've got fun to have and days to spend &lt;br /&gt;Stars to see or just pretend &lt;br /&gt;At least for now just keep things right on track&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates when I've the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH THIS SPACE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-3619252710607438427?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/3619252710607438427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=3619252710607438427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/3619252710607438427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/3619252710607438427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2007/01/weve-got-movies-on-our-list-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-6414347004850731435</id><published>2007-01-04T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T01:18:08.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd day of school and I'm glad everything has been good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few changes here and there. Like the dismissal time, class now split into 2 and another new FT (Mr Chang, who is really nice &amp; funny). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So other then that, it was good catching up with the friends&lt;3! Lessons officially start on Mon. Aw bummer. But on the brighter side, Wed's the Social Etiquette course and Thurs'd be CIP at the Salvation Army place. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch was alright today. Had some Mother Teresa presentation thing in the morning and I've to say that her quotes makes sooo much sense man. Then the usual CCA talk again, oh yes and not forgetting the countless ''ummm''.  Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah and yes, my Hubbyfart gave me a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/RZzF4sNNptI/AAAAAAAAAAo/L8OlwS53RIM/s1600-h/04-01-07_1713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/RZzF4sNNptI/AAAAAAAAAAo/L8OlwS53RIM/s200/04-01-07_1713.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016101662713816786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNFLOWER HAIRBAND. :D Thank you, love! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Im down with a bad sorethroat! It's pretty awful cos I can't laugh or talk properly and I sound like a toad. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-6414347004850731435?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/6414347004850731435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=6414347004850731435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/6414347004850731435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/6414347004850731435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2007/01/2nd-day-of-school-and-im-glad_04.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/RZzF4sNNptI/AAAAAAAAAAo/L8OlwS53RIM/s72-c/04-01-07_1713.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-4897679407871749378</id><published>2007-01-02T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T05:34:54.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TRY THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your fingers in this position(btw, they're not my fingers):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/RZpff8NNpsI/AAAAAAAAAAg/c_glrJIBrok/s1600-h/75436_righthand_122_527lo.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/RZpff8NNpsI/AAAAAAAAAAg/c_glrJIBrok/s320/75436_righthand_122_527lo.jpg' border=0 alt='' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Try to open your thumb, the thumb represents your parents, it can be opened because all humans do go thru sick and dead. This means our parents will leave us one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Please close up your thumb, then open your second finger, the finger represents our siblings, they will have their own family and they will leave us too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Now close up your second finger, open up your litter finer, this represents your children. Sooner or later they too will leave us for they got they own living to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Nevertheless, close up your litter finer, try to open your further finger which we put our wedding ring; you will be surprise to find that it cannot be open at all.  Because it represents husband and wife, this whole life you will be attached to each other.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very sweet &amp; cool, right. :)&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/21489846-4897679407871749378?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/4897679407871749378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=4897679407871749378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/4897679407871749378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/4897679407871749378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2007/01/try-this-1.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/RZpff8NNpsI/AAAAAAAAAAg/c_glrJIBrok/s72-c/75436_righthand_122_527lo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-5259973906728003911</id><published>2007-01-02T01:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T01:56:34.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Officially 2007 &amp; my official 1st post of the year! :) HNY, everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent NYEE at Settlers with the guys then later lectors dinner in the night! Awesome day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent NYE at the Esplande. The fireworks were awesome. I think I want fireworks for my wedding next time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent NYD in church doing up the board. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 was good. And I want my 2007 to be even better despite the stupid O levels. Time flies man. Tmr would be back to sch and the whole vicious cycle begins. Aw man. I'm very excited to knw who my new teachers are and hopefully new FT. Ha, shit I feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I dont think I wanna make any New Year Resolutions, cos its always the stupid usual cliche stuff and I don't ever stick to it. So it'll pretty much become useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully Gelare with the guys tonight! The last 'enjoyment' before sch starts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 1st day at sch tmr, yall. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-5259973906728003911?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/5259973906728003911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=5259973906728003911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/5259973906728003911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/5259973906728003911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2007/01/officially-2007-my-official-1st-post-of_02.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-298017466475352657</id><published>2006-12-29T05:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T05:41:32.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Why it is better to be a man.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your last name stays put.&lt;br /&gt;You can never be pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;You can wear a t-shirt to a water park.&lt;br /&gt;People can stare at your chest while talking to them.&lt;br /&gt;Phone conversations are over in 30seconds flat.&lt;br /&gt;A 5-day holiday requires only one suitcase and probably 2 sets of clothing.&lt;br /&gt;If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades.&lt;br /&gt;You only have to shave your face and neck.&lt;br /&gt;Your belly usually hides your big hips.&lt;br /&gt;One wallet and one pair of shoes one colour for all seasons.&lt;br /&gt;You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look.&lt;br /&gt;You have freedom of choice concerning growing a moustache.&lt;br /&gt;You don't bother whether you're fat or not.&lt;br /&gt;You can do christmas shopping for 25 relatives on december 24 in 25 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday, Shaun! :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"you want to pay me money?"&lt;br /&gt;"for?"&lt;br /&gt;"cos i'm supposed to get a penny for a thought right? I'm always thinking of you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-298017466475352657?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/298017466475352657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=298017466475352657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/298017466475352657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/298017466475352657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/12/why-it-is-better-to-be-man_29.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-8526160613020279018</id><published>2006-12-26T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T06:21:46.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/RZEv-iLR6XI/AAAAAAAAAAY/UeaLNaCbnSw/s1600-h/26-12_06.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/RZEv-iLR6XI/AAAAAAAAAAY/UeaLNaCbnSw/s320/26-12_06.jpg' border=0 alt='' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Boxing Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! So Christmas's technically over but some say there're 12 days of Christmas, so, I guess Christmas isn't exactly over yet, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Xmas felt more like Valentines Day and those get-together thing. Im pretty disappointed cos I lost all the Xmas feeling on Xmas eve &amp; day. Thats damn sad. But I had a very nice time for about 2hours or so. :D RetroNight wasn't that fun, but the music was good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be up when I get them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically my Christmas eve &amp; Christmas day was spent with people I love. I guess thats all that really matters, isn't it?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I overheard this guy telling this girl this at Starbucks just now: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, i may brag to you about everything else, but all I’m willing to give you is security. I’m like a bicycle outside your house. I’ll wait for you. Forever.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt as if I was watching some romantic flick man. Haha. But well, I thought that was a really sweet moment. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty. Hope yall had a great Christmas!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/21489846-8526160613020279018?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/8526160613020279018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=8526160613020279018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/8526160613020279018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/8526160613020279018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-boxing-day-okay-so-christmass.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/RZEv-iLR6XI/AAAAAAAAAAY/UeaLNaCbnSw/s72-c/26-12_06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-2224164525171559001</id><published>2006-12-22T07:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T07:41:28.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/RYv8kCLR6WI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qDGvtdWEU30/s1600-h/20-12-06_1540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/RYv8kCLR6WI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qDGvtdWEU30/s320/20-12-06_1540.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011376706369481058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today was all about making presents, more presents and basically just presents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know making presents can be sucha tiring job man. But the good thing about it is that it leaves you feeling all satisfied. :D Well, thats how I felt when I completed all of them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. So Xmas is in like abt 3 days time! Time passes so fast that it scares me sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I cannot wait for Xmas &amp; School! School only bcos I can get to see my favourite girls like 5times a week. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very extremely dead. Math hwk is still 3/4 undone. Oh noooo. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Did I hug you so tight till you couldn't breathe?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeap, cos you take my breath away."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-2224164525171559001?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/2224164525171559001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=2224164525171559001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/2224164525171559001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/2224164525171559001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-today-was-all-about-making-presents.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ykeCShd2DX4/RYv8kCLR6WI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qDGvtdWEU30/s72-c/20-12-06_1540.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-5383324344647284942</id><published>2006-12-19T06:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T06:39:41.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Caught The Holiday today. It was rather alright with a very predicatable ending. I prefer Love Actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Company today was fabbbbb. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gnight!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things to do when you're very, I stress, very, bored.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alphabetize the food in your fridge.&lt;br /&gt;At the bottom of escalators yell “MY SHOELACE!”&lt;br /&gt;Become a paparazzi for your friends, follow them around with a camera&lt;br /&gt;Brush your teeth.&lt;br /&gt;Dress like your favorite Heavy Metal group...surprise your grandmother. &lt;br /&gt;Eat broccoli and pretend to be a dinosaur eating trees.&lt;br /&gt;Hug a stranger then apologize saying you thought they were your grandma.&lt;br /&gt;You and a friend pick your noses and see who has the biggest boogers.&lt;br /&gt;Write letters to random people claiming you are their lost cousin, ask for money.&lt;br /&gt;Watch 101 Dalmatians and see if they really show 101 Dalmatians.&lt;br /&gt;Turn your TV upside down and watch it.&lt;br /&gt;Throw a tomato into a fan.&lt;br /&gt;Stick marshmallows between your buttocks and see how far you can walk without dropping them.&lt;br /&gt;Pick your nose.&lt;br /&gt;Plant M&amp;M’s.&lt;br /&gt;Put your Christmas lights up in April.&lt;br /&gt;Recite romantic poetry...to your toaster.&lt;br /&gt;Send postcards to yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-5383324344647284942?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/5383324344647284942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=5383324344647284942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/5383324344647284942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/5383324344647284942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/12/things-to-do-when-youre-very-i-stress.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-2600832368092937455</id><published>2006-12-18T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T01:58:59.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2230/2623/1600/186027/P1090530.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2230/2623/320/309603/P1090530.jpg' border=0 alt='' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2230/2623/1600/658125/P1090643.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2230/2623/320/239146/P1090643.jpg' border=0 alt='' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2230/2623/1600/385635/P1090648.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2230/2623/320/639173/P1090648.jpg' border=0 alt='' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2230/2623/1600/664065/P1090628.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2230/2623/320/411770/P1090628.jpg' border=0 alt='' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging has lost its mojo. I don't like blogging alr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bintan was very good. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe that Xmas's barely a week away. Then it'll be back to sch and in afew months, the stupid alphabet O. Time needs to stop passing so fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright anyway, I havent gotten any Xmas gifts yet and my Math hwk is still left like 3/4 undone. Die, die, die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, if anyone knows where besides Thailand the Heineken singlet's avail at. Please let me knw! I really want it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, life's still gonna carry on being a bitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Will you still love me in the morning?"&lt;br /&gt;"Forever &amp; ever, babe."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-2600832368092937455?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/2600832368092937455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=2600832368092937455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/2600832368092937455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/2600832368092937455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/12/blogging-has-lost-its-mojo.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-464349802336952177</id><published>2006-12-12T04:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T04:49:34.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Will be back on Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Parting a soup is not a miracle, Bruce. It's a magic trick. A single mom who's working two jobs, and still finds time to take her son to soccer practice, that's a miracle. A teenager who says "no" to drugs and "yes" to an education, that's a miracle. People want me to do everything for them. What they don't realize is They have the power. You want to see a miracle, son? &lt;strong&gt;Be the miracle&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-464349802336952177?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/464349802336952177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=464349802336952177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/464349802336952177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/464349802336952177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/12/will-be-back-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-6890729541872974617</id><published>2006-12-10T05:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T05:36:48.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now I truly understand what people mean when they say, "Blogger's such a bitch." or "I hate Blogger." or "Blogger sucks." Blogger ate my whole long post up!! So annoying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I was saying in my Ate-Up-Post, this weekend's been pretty good. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was the wedding. It was good! But again, which wedding isnt good la, right? My favourite part of the wedding is the vow part:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I, Abc, take you, Efg, to be my wife. I promise to be true to you in good times  and in bad, in sickness and in health. I will love you and honor you all the days of my life."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a a really Amazing &amp; Awww big time moment. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragged myself outta bed for 730 mass today despite sleeping for less then 4 hrs. Had Prata for b'fast then we talked a li'l while, laughed a li'l while then we left for ZacS gig at S'goon Country Club. And due to stupid unforseen circumstances, Twin, Buddy, Luke, Shaun, Ben, Zac &amp; I left for Coffee Bean in hope of playing some name game. Hahaha. But we failed to play the game and ended up laughing and laughing and laughing. Haha. They're really bad jokers man, but in a good &amp; entertaining way. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family lunch-ed, Parkway Parade-ed &amp; xmas party-ed. The X'mas party was so damn boring man.&lt;br /&gt;But I got to sorta bond with dad &amp; mom. More of Mom tho. So it wasnt that bad after all. Haha. My mom's damn funny. She was teaching me how to choose the correct BF and all. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so this is basically how I spent the weekend. I had a good weekend. I hope you did too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, I'm super shagged now so I'm gonna sleep soon! Sweetdreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, my parents are rock-ables. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I drive myself crazy missing you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-6890729541872974617?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/6890729541872974617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=6890729541872974617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/6890729541872974617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/6890729541872974617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/12/now-i-truly-understand-what-people-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-1062988743897448791</id><published>2006-12-08T08:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T08:16:26.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I satisfied my prata craving with Buddy, Zac &amp; Luke at Thasevi yesterday! But sadly, I didn't get my Milo Godzilla. But it was still good cos I had Milo Dino and I had fun with them. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't rmb what else did I do yesterday alr. Hmm, oh yes, I watch a little bit of 'Along Came Polly' and the stewpid DVD just had to die on me. And whats more fustrating was that the movie was at the climax la. Shit happens, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I spent 2 freaking long hours painting my nails. Haha. I swear I really was gonna give up, but the fact that I alr had 5 done, might as well do the other 5. Had Math tuition and ya, failed to complete Math hwk, again. I really need to get my hwk done soon man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had this funny convo with Twin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: Do you think I'm taller then you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ya. Do you have to bend down with you talk me?&lt;br /&gt;Her: Ya, a little.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Then I guess so.&lt;br /&gt;Both of us: Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for church at bout 7+ to do the tickets. And as usual, Buddy, being the most spas person, did really spas actions. Haha. But it was hilarious la. Talked a li'l with Bestf Aloy(cheer up!), Luke, yadaya. Supper and I'm home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin's wedding tmr! I feel so excited for him man. From tmr onwards, he'll be spending his life with the special someone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to wonder how my wedding will be like. Hmmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-1062988743897448791?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/1062988743897448791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=1062988743897448791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/1062988743897448791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/1062988743897448791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-i-satisfied-my-prata-cravings-with.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-285196889680299714</id><published>2006-12-06T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T07:41:12.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2230/2623/1600/260120/DSC02376.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2230/2623/320/709196/DSC02376.jpg' border=2 alt='' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2230/2623/1600/251565/DSC02387.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2230/2623/320/899581/DSC02387.jpg' border=2 alt='' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2230/2623/1600/417260/DSC02377.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2230/2623/320/352053/DSC02377.jpg' border=2 alt='' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2230/2623/1600/619173/DSC02403.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2230/2623/320/872244/DSC02403.jpg' border=2 alt='' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey Troy, Gabriella loves you. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the play. It was pretty alright. But I prefer 'Love In Transition' though. Anyway, Ale acted well! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the rest before that and as usual, cam-whoring and laugh, laugh, laugh. Oh yes, I thought I found my dress for Xmas alr, but sadly there was no size and it was such a steal la. All in all, I had fun yesterday with them la. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twin &amp; I satisfied our cravings today. (: Happy happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've prata &amp; milo Godzilla cravings now man. Tmr, anyone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you dance if I asked you to dance?&lt;br /&gt;Would you run and never look back?&lt;br /&gt;Would you cry if you saw me cryin'?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-285196889680299714?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/285196889680299714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=285196889680299714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/285196889680299714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/285196889680299714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-troy-gabriella-loves-you.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-5155408779167957990</id><published>2006-12-02T07:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T07:50:28.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I got to meet up with all my very much missed friends. Okay anyway, Happy Comfirmation, Caroline. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a wrong choice by deciding to go Ikea today. Yeah, think: Weekend, newly opened, curious people (eg, us). It was freaking crowded. But still I managed to get some stuffs &amp; meatballs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, no photos with me now, so I guess I'll upload pics tmr or smthg. Its late. Sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gd night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No matter how far,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-5155408779167957990?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/5155408779167957990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=5155408779167957990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/5155408779167957990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/5155408779167957990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-was-good.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-4607909670165379019</id><published>2006-11-30T06:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T06:33:37.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so zonked out and all glittery right now. It was a tiring day but I guess its gonna be all worth. :D Had very much fun with the guys though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I saw Alethea today. ;) ;) (Ale, see the winkwink) Hahaha. It was good seeing you la. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think X'mas this year is gonna be really good. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gonna try to scrub the glitters off my nails now. Gotta go back again tmr to complete the other 60 balls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Friday, yall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;How long more is this ever gonna take? Come back soon.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-4607909670165379019?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/4607909670165379019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=4607909670165379019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/4607909670165379019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/4607909670165379019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-so-zonked-out-and-all-glittery-right.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-1654333667312829239</id><published>2006-11-27T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T05:25:27.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My heart's gonna be all lonely after 5am. Ohwell, England &amp; Sg's not that far apart, right? Right, who am I kidding man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Buddy told me that its gonna be DnD this year. :) Shopping for wedding &amp; Xmas dress tmr! At least something to smile about. And, I seriously hope our (twin &amp; I) project will work out man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"She has just lost the person she loved the most in this world and I realized we're all going to lose the people we love. That's the way it is, but not me. Not right now. Because the person I love the most is standing right here and I'm not ready to lose you yet. I'm not standing here asking you to marry me, I'm just asking you not to marry him and maybe take a walk, take a chance."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, go Awww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-1654333667312829239?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/1654333667312829239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=1654333667312829239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/1654333667312829239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/1654333667312829239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-hearts-gonna-be-all-lonely-after-5am.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-4000398188997975680</id><published>2006-11-24T01:00:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T01:02:16.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"&lt;i&gt; Some days your mother and me loved each other. Other days we had to work at it. You never see the hard days in a photo album... but those are the ones that get you from one happy snapshot to the next. I'm sorry your honeymoon stunk but that's what you got dealt. Now you gotta work through it. Sarah doesn't need a guy with a fat wallet to make her happy. I saw how you love this girl. How you two lit each other up. She doesn't need anymore security than that.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.G.I.Friday, yall! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-4000398188997975680?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/4000398188997975680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=4000398188997975680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/4000398188997975680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/4000398188997975680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/11/some-days-your-mother-and-me-loved-each.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-3218930353070467231</id><published>2006-11-21T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T06:25:42.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Taiwan wasn't all that bad. Except the shopping part. Since its gonna be winter over there soon, all the clothes they sell are all for winter. Which is like pretty useless cos you don't even get the chance to wear it in Sg and some of their stuffs are "too-cute". Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey to get you from 1 city to another is killing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K picture this. 5 hrs journey. Bumpy road. Only source of entertainment: iPod, dies on you. Tour guide keeps yakking and telling stories which are so not relevant and yes, of course, cracking oh so funny jokes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but the hotels there are the coolest kind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I gotta add that the Smelly-Tofus there are the ultimate smelliest &amp; nicest. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught Click on my flight there and Lake House on the flight back. So it was gooood! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. December's gonna be here in like 9 more days. Which means the books start calling my name. And again, the vicious cycle begins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a much lighter note, Christmas is coming! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearts,&lt;br /&gt;inthebikinicloset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I could see us holding hands &lt;br /&gt;Running on the beach, our clothes in the sand &lt;br /&gt;I can see us in the countryside &lt;br /&gt;Sittin on the grass side by side&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-3218930353070467231?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/3218930353070467231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=3218930353070467231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/3218930353070467231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/3218930353070467231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/11/taiwan-wasnt-all-that-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-834785347935197056</id><published>2006-11-15T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T05:06:49.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is where I'll be in 24hrs time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2230/2623/1600/Taiwan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2230/2623/320/Taiwan.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back in &lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt; days time! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;leaving with your love, leaving you with my love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-834785347935197056?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/834785347935197056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=834785347935197056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/834785347935197056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/834785347935197056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-where-ill-be-in-24hrs-time-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-9026941934654072214</id><published>2006-11-14T06:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T06:41:22.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm very much in the Xmas mood alr. I'm gonna start transferring Xmas songs into my iPod very soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my Monday &amp; Tuesday was laugh alot, enjoyable &amp; quality time spent with people I love. Happiness. :) So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grudge2 is lousy. Its kinda like more of comedy then horror though. Haha. I wouldnt say its a movie worth to catch la. Grudge 1 is much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving for Taiwan in 2 days time! So fast.. Dad's gonna be on leave tmr, so I guess we'd prolly do some last minute shopping and I'm hoping I'll be able to get my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, PCK was funny shit today, as usual. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-9026941934654072214?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/9026941934654072214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=9026941934654072214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/9026941934654072214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/9026941934654072214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-very-much-in-xmas-mood-alr.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-5881282637659257438</id><published>2006-11-11T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:20:13.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;English VS Womanspeak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want = You want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need = I want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's your decision = The correct decision should be obvious by now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do what you want = You'll pay for this later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure... go ahead = I don't want you to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kitchen is so…inconvenient = I want a new house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want new curtains = and carpeting, and furniture, and wallpaper.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need wedding shoes = The other 40 pairs are the wrong shade of white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me? = I'm going to ask for something expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much do you love me? = I did something today you're really not going to like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to learn to communicate. = Just agree with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you listening to me!? = Too late, you're dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes = No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No = No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe = No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. = You'll be sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not upset = Of course I'm upset, you moron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-5881282637659257438?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/5881282637659257438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=5881282637659257438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/5881282637659257438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/5881282637659257438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/11/english-vs-womanspeak-you-want-you-want.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-4580326282607858539</id><published>2006-11-09T05:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T06:06:39.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I suck at making surprises man. Ohwell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday, love. :) Hope you had a great day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XMAS IS COMING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing very much: Bikinis &amp; Trunks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-4580326282607858539?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/4580326282607858539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=4580326282607858539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/4580326282607858539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/4580326282607858539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-suck-at-making-surprises-man.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-8984648950068593878</id><published>2006-11-07T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T04:59:28.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like Tuesdays. :) Mainly cos of Phua Chu Kang. Haha. He made Dad, Twin &amp; me laugh so hard man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps + Food + FarEast + Food + Pacific Plaza + Happiness + Funny jokes = Today. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 3 signs to know if you're out with Cristalbelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You eat.&lt;br /&gt;2. You eat and eat.&lt;br /&gt;3. You eat, eat and eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Haha. Its always like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, I feel like eating that."&lt;br /&gt;"Eat la."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, buy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why its all about food. Haha. But, Twin makes shopping enjoyable with all her silly &amp; retarded actions. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twin &amp; I are both happy shoppers today cos we bght something! Haha. I bght a top. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, TV calls! I'll update soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST FOR LAUGHS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2230/2623/1600/07-11-06_2031.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2230/2623/320/07-11-06_2031.jpg' border=0 alt='' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-8984648950068593878?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/8984648950068593878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=8984648950068593878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/8984648950068593878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/8984648950068593878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-like-tuesdays.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-1994274112825431994</id><published>2006-11-05T06:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T06:24:21.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've a new blogskin. I hope it'll last me for a while.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Anyway, went for King's confirmation this morning. She looked pretty. :D Hahaha. I got to see my very much missed friends, so it was all good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR XMAS. Talking bout Xmas, I think Xmas's gonna be really different this year. No Fr B.. No d&amp;d.. And I think Jelena's not gonna be in Sg for Xmas. But I hope its gonna be good this year. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasting my holidays away. By doing Absolutely Nothing. I need to find my goal in life. Hahaha. K la, random. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Goodnight, goodnight! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-1994274112825431994?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/1994274112825431994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=1994274112825431994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/1994274112825431994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/1994274112825431994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/11/ive-new-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-2499723022276728083</id><published>2006-11-03T04:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T04:51:33.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Nowadays..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've bigger houses but smaller familes.&lt;br /&gt;We've more medicine but less wellness.&lt;br /&gt;We talk too much, love too little, lie too often.&lt;br /&gt;We've learnt how to make a living, but not a life.&lt;br /&gt;We've added years to life, but not life to years.&lt;br /&gt;We've fancier houses, but broken  homes.&lt;br /&gt;We've taller buildings, but shorter tempers.&lt;br /&gt;We've wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints.&lt;br /&gt;We spend more but we have less.&lt;br /&gt;We've been all the way to the moon, but have trouble crossing the street to meet our neighbours.&lt;br /&gt;We've conquered outer space, but not inner space.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-2499723022276728083?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/2499723022276728083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=2499723022276728083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/2499723022276728083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/2499723022276728083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/11/nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-8672045605236938374</id><published>2006-11-02T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T23:23:10.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. I'm gonna be really random in this post, as in really random, I'll just blog whatever that comes to my mind. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Tues+Wed was well spent. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;HELLO BIKINIS &amp; TRUNKS, I MISS YALL VERY MUCH. PLAN PLAN PLAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went tanning today. The sun was good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Phua Chu Kang is my fav comedian! Haha. He's hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;"Let me talk to you seriously."&lt;br /&gt;"Have you ever thought of dying..?"&lt;br /&gt;"..my hair?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, death.."&lt;br /&gt;"..but I told you I'm not deaf already!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I kinda wish I was in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The holidays are getting boring. Esp long ones like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I completed one Math paper today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Its raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hope it doesn't rain later cos I gotta go church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need a new blogskin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I'll leave yall with a PCK vid. Happy laughing! 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Went to Vivo yesterday. It was huuuge that I think we haven't really walked the whole of it despite spending ard 3 hrs there. Ha. But I'm pretty satisfied with my shopping returns! Bght a dress from f21 and pullover from pull &amp; bear. :) Tell me, how not to be satisfied like that!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So today was the usual Sunday thing. Church, lunch, meeting. But today seemed different. No idea why though. Sharing during meeting was enjoyable today. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Home is where my love is. This is where my home is."&lt;br /&gt;"That's my sweetheart in there. Wherever she is, that's where my home is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No school for the whole 2 months. :D Sheer bliss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I'm off.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-3092744983603388848?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/3092744983603388848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=3092744983603388848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/3092744983603388848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/3092744983603388848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/10/vivos-cold-vivos-big-vivos-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-1253209551443438269</id><published>2006-10-26T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T06:43:20.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School's out! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty surprised that there're no extra lessons for the whole holiday. Not even one. So weird. Anyhow, its a pretty good thing, so why am I complaining? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm gonna be taking my Os next year. Maybe in less then 9 months time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, away from the random stuff. We had mass this morning! As usual, Fr Simon was goood! :D I like mass in school. No idea why tho. Maybe I guess thats when I really feel the bond. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the usual EOY talk, concert &amp; prize giving. It was pretty entertaining bcos half of the time was spent making fun of ppl on stage. Haha! Overall, today was pretty enjoyable except Ale wasnt in sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's grandma's death anniv so I guess its the usual mass then dinner. Might be heading to town before that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, till tmr or soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Alethea, Amerie, Caroline, Choiling, Lydia, Lynn, Sauyan:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2230/2623/1600/DSC01766.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2230/2623/160/DSC01766.jpg' border=0 alt='' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making my '06 school year such a ultra fabbb one! :D You guys are really the ultimate, man. I'm 100% sure that without yall, school would have been very very different. Our memories range from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Science center,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cabaret,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Choi's b'day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carol's b'day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sat night BBQ!,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My b'day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our Slumber party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;And not forgetting our tons of cam-whoring sessions in school. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I guess we've many many more memories to range from in the coming year, right? :) Well, just wanna let yall know that yall are so much loved &amp; cherished by me. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all very much. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like our theme song, I'll be there for you, I Will be there for you. And I'm sure We will always be there for each other too, right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infinite of X's &amp; O's,&lt;br /&gt;Annabelle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-1253209551443438269?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/1253209551443438269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=1253209551443438269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/1253209551443438269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/1253209551443438269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/10/schools-out-d-im-pretty-surprised-that.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-2298740191276762899</id><published>2006-10-25T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T05:15:33.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's generally a good day. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we had the DISC workshop in the morning. It was pretty interesting and the report they made for us is so, so, so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We self entertained ourselves with our new self invented pushing game &amp; our run-around-the-circle-holding-hands game. Haha! This is usually what happens when boredom gets to us la, uh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, and, and the best part is: Everyone in 6b2t's promoted! :D Which means that we all can go for our prom night tgt! Yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'bye to all the stress &amp; emo nights! (-looks at King) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's gonna be the last day of sch. I think time passed really fast this year, it feels like just yesterday when it was the first day of school. Hmm. Anyways, I'm contented enough for my '06 school year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Bikinis &amp; Trunks, the pictures are avail at our blog alr. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'll end off with the pictures of Monday! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2230/2623/1600/collage28.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2230/2623/320/collage28.0.jpg' border=0 alt='' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But I've learned it's not where you are, it's who you're with"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-2298740191276762899?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/2298740191276762899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=2298740191276762899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/2298740191276762899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/2298740191276762899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/10/todays-generally-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-3278117457289156499</id><published>2006-10-24T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T06:52:18.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2230/2623/1600/pic28898.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2230/2623/320/pic28898.jpg' border=0 alt='' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Who needs Raymond? I found two new men to love... Their names are Ben and Jerry!"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-- AM&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-3278117457289156499?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/3278117457289156499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=3278117457289156499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/3278117457289156499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/3278117457289156499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/10/hahaha-who-needs-raymond-i-found-two.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-456255290228610564</id><published>2006-10-23T06:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T06:42:58.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I. AM. SO. TIRED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's NE tour thing was pretty fun. :D We went to Kranji War Memorial and Changi Musuem. Our guide's very interesting and she's a cool mom. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Hubbyfart &amp; King surprised me today with 2 postcards that they bought from the museum. :) Thank you. I love the both of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got pretty pretty toe nails now. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for mass just now. I fell asleep throughout the whole mass because I was so tired and my head was hurting. I feel so guilty for sleeping man. So during mass, Twin &amp; I felt that we needed to be 'Alone' so we sat far apart. Haha. She's a lameass. But still, love la. Even though you live off me, like literally. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's a public holiday because its Hari Raya. So here's wishing my muslim friend, Lydia Hoe, A happy Hari Raya. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I've no pictures with me now, so I guess I'll post the pictures tmr or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night, yall! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-456255290228610564?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/456255290228610564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=456255290228610564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/456255290228610564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/456255290228610564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/10/i.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-7392740039650873173</id><published>2006-10-18T02:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T03:06:32.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was fun today. :D (Thats if you minus the getting back of papers part.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our El, Chinese, Ss &amp; Sciences back today. One word: Terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failed my Sciences and Ss. Super disappointed with Ss, cos I studied really hard for it. Ah, but no use crying over split milk. So, MOVE ON! But, at least, I passed my Chinese. :) Which is actually very much of an achievement cos I always fail my Chinese. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we had this financial workshop today. Our trainer, Clavin, is super funny. Hahaha. Not as in his jokes are funny, his actions are. We played this financial board game thing. Haha. It was fun man. :D My Pa&amp;Ma are rich people! Hahaha. Oh, I'm a Doctor in the game. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun was pretty good today, so Twin &amp; I went tanning again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Hubbyfart's an ultimate sweetheart! I'll try to upload the picture of the thing she did for us! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, off to eat dinner then maybe do something productive like pack my room. My dad's been nagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, King! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yo momma's so dumb she got locked in a bathroom and wet her pants&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'd rather have bad times with you, than good times with someone else&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be beside you in a storm, than safe and warm by myself&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather have hard times together, than to have it easy apart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-7392740039650873173?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/7392740039650873173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=7392740039650873173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/7392740039650873173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/7392740039650873173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/10/school-was-fun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-5140341322832757347</id><published>2006-10-15T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T20:13:31.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2230/2623/1600/P1070318.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2230/2623/320/P1070318.jpg' border=0 alt='' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend has been pretty good! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intially we wanted to head to Vivo, but we kinda figured that Vivo would be packed so Dad suggested Queensway. The stuff there weren't really very appealing cos Queensway's like more catered to guys. But anyway, I still managed to get a top &amp; a pair of flips. :D So it wasn't that bad la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling super irritable today. No idea why. Maybe it's the after effects of mens. Haha. No, really, I've no idea why. Went for mass then had lunch. It feels damn good to not be studying at home man. (: So anyway, I was playing Love Doctor to Zac. Haha. And, as usual, telling everyone all my funny jokes. Note: funny. Heh. I like Sundays. I think its the best day of the week. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to get my IC photo taken in the evening. I think I look weird, though. Haha. By the time everything was done, it was alr 7ish, so we decided to have our dinner at YumCha! (: Walked ard a li'l after then twin &amp; I went to get the airbrush tattoo thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my Dad. :D He buys for Twin &amp; I whatever we want and he doesn't even bother to check the price. All he ever says is, "Which card got discount, uh?" So cute, right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So its Monday again! No sch for today &amp; tmr! Pretty bittersweet. Wednesday's like THE DAY. Make it or don't. I kinda dread Wed.. Ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. The 2 rascals are gonna pop by later then I'm gonna head to church! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. &lt;b&gt;Anyone has "The Notebook"?&lt;/b&gt; I wanna watch it! If you've have it, leave a comment in my comment box! (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-5140341322832757347?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/5140341322832757347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=5140341322832757347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/5140341322832757347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/5140341322832757347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-weekend-has-been-pretty-good-d.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-7612241572936542792</id><published>2006-10-13T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T09:26:15.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The exams are finally over! :D But, I'm crossing my fingers for the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway, the stayover was fabulous with a capital F. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Lit paper, Amerie, Carol, Choiling &amp; Sauyan proceeded to my place to put down their stuff, changed and we waited for Alethea to come. Had lunch at compass then we took a train down to Bugis. We went there too early so pretty much of the shops were not opened. But Carol, Sauy &amp; Me bght spongebob panties! Haha. We were contemplating on either FarEast or Vivo first cos Sauy wanted to go get her dress. So after all the contemplations, we decided to head down to FarEast first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought my shorts! :D And a new bikini! Walked ard FarEast till bout 5+. OH AND YES, WE SAW MR MARK ZEE. Haha. Due to our &lt;i&gt;sour&lt;/i&gt; legs, we decided to just train home from there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES! Hubbyfart made me laugh sooooo much la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At Yami Yougurt),&lt;br /&gt;"AUNTY: $2.30&lt;br /&gt;SAUYAN: *puts 30cents on the table,pushes it forward* this is all i have aunty....&lt;br /&gt;AUNTY: hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;ABELLE: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA (laugh till upstairs also can hear! power la!)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super hilarious la. Hubbyfart never fail to make me laugh like crazy okay, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABELLE: why you walking so fast?&lt;br /&gt;SAUYAN: cause the journey will seem shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I love her la. :) Okay okay, and King was being a sweetheart by carrying all our shoppin bags! Thks King! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Lydia later and we went to Compass to get the Breezer and our dinner! After that, everyone headed back to my place, unpacked a li'l and it was bathing time! We all wore pjs! Haha. Except the trunks. Down to the function room after that. We had a hell of a time Singing la. Haha. We were like drunk. Hahaha. Then after that, we had our all time fav game - Truth or Truth! New secrets revealed. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo-er of the night: King&lt;br /&gt;Drunkard of the night: Hubbyfart. (She was so drunk, i tell you, she couldn't even walk straight! Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;Reddest of the night: Ale &amp; Lynn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thankfully, I was still alright. Haha. I learnt my lesson! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had prata for supper then we headed up back to my place for Movie Marathon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring it on: All or nothing &amp; A li'l of White Chicks (cos everyone was falling asleep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.30 am - lights off, goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning, I kinda was the one that woke everyone up. Haha. Sorry guys! We slacked ard a li'l then we had BK for breakfast. (without lynn cos she had sch) After that we went to the arcade! Haha. It was kinda fun la. We managed to accumalate 88 points and so i guess it must have been fate that 88 points was redeemable for 8 pencils and 8 sweets! Just nice for all of us. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alethea, Lynn &amp; Lydia came over later in the afternoon again. We slacked ard, laughed, talked ect ect. A lazy afternoon! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner then sent Lynn &amp; Ale home and I went for mass. I was so tired during mass man, my eyes were like closing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. That's all about it for these 2 days! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really don't understand my mum. Ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sch on Monday &amp; Tues! Gonna make use of it to do productive stuff man. Haha. Alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'night, readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alethea, Amerie, Caroline, Choi, Lydia, Lynn, Sauyan: &lt;br /&gt;Thank you yall for the 2 days! I love you all super much! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2230/2623/1600/collage27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2230/2623/320/collage27.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-7612241572936542792?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/7612241572936542792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=7612241572936542792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/7612241572936542792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/7612241572936542792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/10/exams-are-finally-over-d-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-116045337614592567</id><published>2006-10-10T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T21:11:19.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales, that fantasy of what your life would be, white dress, prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill. You would lie in bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close you could taste them, but eventually you grow up, one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is its hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more papers and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Thursday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping + Stay-over + Movie marathon + Pizza + Truth/dare + Getting high + Bonding + Gossips + somemore, somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, the fun! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-116045337614592567?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/116045337614592567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=116045337614592567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/116045337614592567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/116045337614592567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-know-how-when-you-were-little-kid_09.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-116005656952126240</id><published>2006-10-05T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T06:59:40.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dunno why I'm blogging daily even though the exams are here. Everyone's like mugging their asses off, while I'm here blogging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was a killer today. I gave up half-way while doing my Chinese paper. While everyone was racing against time and trying so damn hard to finish their paper, I was fast asleep. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GIVE UP ON CHINESE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But listening was not that bad tho. Except that the readers were pretty monotonous. And they kinda failed at trying to make us laugh with that, (translated) "Actually I just arrived." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was pretty productive. I'm halfway through History and I'm hoping to finish it by tmr so that I'll have the weekend all to Bio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I laughed to myself when I came across this on my history text, (the picture's a little blur but its just showing that empress lady with orange sleeves)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/05-10-06_2118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/05-10-06_2118.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember Miss Khoo telling me,"I'm going to show this to your mother during the parent teacher meeting and show her what has her daughter been doing in my History class. Coloring people's clothes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I kinda miss Miss Khoo. She makes History class funny but sadly, her lessons are like the un-gainable kind. You don't get anything out of her lessons at the end of the day. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Lit paper tmr! And that leaves one more week and I'll have all the time in the world to waste! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-116005656952126240?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/116005656952126240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=116005656952126240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/116005656952126240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/116005656952126240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dunno-why-im-blogging-daily-even.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115996312623425266</id><published>2006-10-04T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T05:05:55.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. I shall make this update short cos Im gng study History after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math &amp; Ss paper today. Both were do-able and I hope I'll pass. Actually, I'm more of hoping I'll pass maths cos I don't wanna let Mrs Elan down! I think I &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; pass maths considering the fact that Twin, the well know math genius, and I got pretty the same answers for most of the questions. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition today was pretty fun. Tho it was very, very unproductive. We spent our time eating junk, talking bout lesbians, bungs, pretty girls, our future ect ect. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the exams to be over. I'm very excited for the after-exams programmes. I think that's the only thought that can makes me smile now, judging by the fact that I'm sooo stressed up by the exams. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have I mentioned that King has been making my mornings with all her Yomama jokes? :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have I mentioned that Hubbyfart &amp; I've been sending each other Heart Sms-es that only she &amp; I understand? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have I mentioned that the Bikinis and Trunks make me laugh &amp; smile so much? Oh yes, they do. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH, and I'm gonna take back the street-sweeper part in my previous entry. I'm gonna be an Air-Stewardess. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Till then, readers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115996312623425266?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115996312623425266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115996312623425266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115996312623425266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115996312623425266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/10/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115979854175598303</id><published>2006-10-02T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T07:21:01.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If everyone cared and nobody cried&lt;br /&gt;If everyone loved and nobody lied&lt;br /&gt;If everyone shared and swallowed their pride&lt;br /&gt;We’d see the day when nobody died&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And as we lie beneath the stars&lt;br /&gt;We realize how small we are&lt;br /&gt;If they could love like you and me&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what the world could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the finals are in 2 days time. T-W-O days and I'm not the very least prepared for SS. I cross my fingers, hook my toes and hope that the questions I think will come out &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; come out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so can see myself doing this 10 years down the road,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/street_sweeper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/street_sweeper.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la. Maybe in a nicer uniform.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115979854175598303?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115979854175598303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115979854175598303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115979854175598303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115979854175598303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/10/if-everyone-cared-and-nobody-cried-if.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115969274777927301</id><published>2006-10-01T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T01:56:13.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why does it say "Shake Well" on ketchup bottles but not on ketchup packets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is there no pine or apple in pineapple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they call them pepperoni if there is no pepper in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do mattresses have designs on them when they're always covered with sheets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it called a "building" when it is already built?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they call them "apartments" when they are all stuck together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it good to be a Daddy's girl, but bad to be a Momma's boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do banks leave the door wide open but the pens chained to the counter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is the blackboard green?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it called eggplant, when there's no egg in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't women put on mascara with their mouth closed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHY IS THERE A NEED TO STUDY AND TAKE THE STUPID EXAMINATIONS?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell my why, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s This is what happens when you study too much UNNECESSARY stuff like History. Why would we need History in future when its alr over?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115969274777927301?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115969274777927301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115969274777927301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115969274777927301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115969274777927301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-does-it-say-shake-well-on-ketchup.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115952909449422628</id><published>2006-09-29T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T04:24:54.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/lovelovelove.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/lovelovelove.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/collage22.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/collage22.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115952909449422628?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115952909449422628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115952909449422628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115952909449422628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115952909449422628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115952861999446663</id><published>2006-09-29T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T04:17:00.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKay. It's gonna be long entry, I promise you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I'm refering to King's blog while blogging this entry cos King's entry's sooo detailed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKay, okay. The 5Bikinis and Trunks were being ultimate sweethearts by trying to call me at 12 to wish me "Happy Birthday", I'm so, so, sorry, I fell asleep. ): Thank you for staying up so late la. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My First surprise: A GREEN TEA BOTTLE. (Carol)&lt;br /&gt;I was so damn bloody shocked la. Haha. My face was like -&gt; :O HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Second surprise: AN EMPTY PAPER BAG. (Amerie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: ehh.this is for you. happy birthday. (:&lt;br /&gt;ANNABELLE huh look: what the hell. thanks ah.&lt;br /&gt;ME impromptu: no laa...without you, our lives would be empty like this paper bag"&lt;br /&gt;ANNABELLE: AWWWWWWWWWWW. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sweet, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Third surprise: BIN BIN. (Choi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNABELLE: where you guys get all this from? who meet one!?&lt;br /&gt;WE: aiyoh...how we know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was seriously damn curious about as to how they got the stuff. Anyway, I was superr surprise+shocked+happy+curious+very curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Fourth surprise: PIGLET (Lydia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNABELLE: ehh..you tell me how you get laaa. i wont say you told me.&lt;br /&gt;AMERIE: I REALLY DONT KNOW LA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ANNABELLE: dont lie! i know you're the MASTER MIND.&lt;br /&gt;AMERIE: your head la!! *changes topic* ehh..the piglet so cute...I SEE. hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soo shocked la. I mean surprises after surprises? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Then it was recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ate, waited for choi and sauyan to return. caroline asked annabelle to go to the toilet. then pretend sit in cubicle for super long. then, the rest of us in the canteen were rushing to prepare the cake and all. haha. then i went to give the signal, "EHH. why you guys so long!!!!! hurry come back laa.. we gg class alr." annabelle SCOLDED me LA! tsk. say i unreasonable due to some reasons(which were not even true). RAHH- unappreciative! haha. then as they were walking back, we started singing.....then annabelle was shocked yet AGAIN.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS SO SO SURPRISED. I totally didn't expect the cake la. So then Carol held my eyes tight and when I opened, all the bikins and trunks were infront of me holding flowers. :) AND AND knw what they said? " we'll love you till the last petal falls"&lt;br /&gt;Bloody touched+shock. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Fifth surprise: QUEEN'S SOAP (Alethea)&lt;br /&gt;The soap was damn nice+nice smelling. And it had the word "QUEEN" imprinted on it. How cool is that. (: Okay. Still bloody curious+shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Yeo didn't come for SS so we camwhored the whole 2 periods. Haha. It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Sixth surprise: HERSHEY KISSES (Amerie)&lt;br /&gt;The note inside it was damn sweeet. (: And so again, shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Seventh/last surprise: BABY POWDER (Sauyan)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this was the most shocking present la okay. And the funniest. (: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then, they decided to take pity on the B'day girl and let me know how they managed to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMERIE: queen! come here. i got something for you. *passes letter&lt;br /&gt;ANNABELLE: *opens letter OH!!!!! now i know! haha.&lt;br /&gt;AMERIE: yeahhhh. NOW YOU KNOW. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO LOVED FOR THE WHOLE DAY. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed for Lit remedial then headed to Cartel after that. Special one, Shaun, Luke, Abriel, Aloy, Mark were there. Thank you for lunch guys! Yall made my afternoon enjoyable. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When twin and I headed home, parents surprised us with a fondue machine! We were like, "Oh my g." Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Jacks and then to Grandma's to cut cake. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for my Fab Fifteen! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6B2T(Alethea, Amerie, Caroline, Choiling, Lydia, Lynn, Sauyan) [For Everything]&lt;br /&gt;Luke, Mark, Shaun, Abriel, Aloy. (For the afternoon/Sms-es/Presents)&lt;br /&gt;Amy, Wynee, Jelena, Jason, Michelle, Gabriel, Jillian, Joanne, Angelia, Olivia, Nathaniel, Jeremiah, Diviya, Chermaine, Wanling, Sarah, Kurt, Charlene, Esther, Manuel, Tiffany, Melvin (For the SMS-es/ Wishes/ Testimonials/Tags)&lt;br /&gt;Theresa(Staying up/waking up early/the letter!)&lt;br /&gt;3J(For the B'day song)&lt;br /&gt;David(For being so sweet &amp; Everything.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone else if I've forgotten bout yall. Sorry! Thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE WORD TO DESCRIBE MY DAY: LOVED.&lt;br /&gt;THREE WORDS TO DESCRIBE MY DAY: SO BLOODY LOVED.&lt;br /&gt;THREE WORDS FOR ALL OF YALL: I LOVE YOU. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for making for 15 such a Fabbbb one! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115952861999446663?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115952861999446663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115952861999446663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115952861999446663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115952861999446663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/09/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115945193688053156</id><published>2006-09-28T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T07:01:22.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so bloody loved today.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full update tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I feel damn loved? Haha. Oh man, I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone for everything! Love yall so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fab Fifteen definitely lived up to its name (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115945193688053156?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115945193688053156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115945193688053156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115945193688053156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115945193688053156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-feel-so-bloody-loved-today.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115927848715101727</id><published>2006-09-26T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T06:48:07.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Actually, I don't see the point in going to school anymore. I'd rather stay at home and study. The school should give us "study-leave" or something. Ha. Okay, random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School yesterday and today was good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tan didn't come so we kinda pretty much had the whole day free. We had 6b2t bonding! :D Haha. We played silly games. Like silly, silly but all in all was fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll try to upload the vids if I can later.&lt;br /&gt;Jon didn't get the Singapore Idol title. ): I can't say much cos I didnt vote at all. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;We had mass in the morning. Fr Simon's sermons are the best man. :D And I'm very motivated to study hard now. So which means goodbye to the handphone &amp;amp; computer. Goodbye = use after 9pm. :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, mass was goood! (: I was so sleepy in sch today. And my brain was super lag, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amerie: Eh, this thurs got Lit remedial.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ya okay.&lt;br /&gt;Amerie: If there's English remedial, we'll end at 4+ leh.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ya okay.&lt;br /&gt;5 mins later...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh shit. Isn't this Thurs my birthday? Eh it's my birthday leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Shoot me. My brain was seriously lagging today. Oh, oh, that reminds me of the funny convo I had with Mrs Tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh Mrs Tan, this Thursday's my birthday leh.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tan: So you're trying to say something?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No la. I thought maybe you could end remedial earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tan: Okay. This might sound stupid, but does that mean your sister's birthday's this Thursday, too?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, no&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tan: Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Stories of love tonight! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days to my birthday! (sorry, I can't help it, I love counting down!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty then. Its a pretty long post. I shall end with the vids! Enjoy yall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hyXbYWNLEPs" width="425" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4GALajQWybU" width="425" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CuyQHro5w2w" width="425" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nPZa-XM28A0" width="425" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115927848715101727?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115927848715101727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115927848715101727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115927848715101727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115927848715101727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/09/actually-i-dont-see-point-in-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115910736316816606</id><published>2006-09-24T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T07:18:05.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If there was one thing that made me laugh/smile to myself while studying today, it must have been this msg:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is International Day for the mentally disabled. Please send an encouraging sms to a mentally disabled friend, as I have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those who sent me, thank you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasted my weekend. All I did was a Math paper, English compre &amp; 2 Chapters of SS. The rest of the time was spent reading Archie comics. What a accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was all about C. Seriously. Friday was like dedicated to C day. And Mrs themonthaftermarch still calls me, "ANNABELLA CHONG" for who knows what reason. Its been almost 7 months and she still can't pronounce my name properly. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Sundays. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are coming. My birthday IS coming. (: Its Thursday, fyi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Singapore Idol: Jonathan Leong. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty. Sch tmr and I've not packed my bag. And I just remembered bout the stupid movie review I've to do for Xmen3. How am I gonna do it when I slept through the whole movie? Damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams, You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115910736316816606?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115910736316816606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115910736316816606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115910736316816606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115910736316816606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/09/if-there-was-one-thing-that-made-me.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115884707387428608</id><published>2006-09-21T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T10:33:07.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"In her acceptance speech, the distinguished scientist paid tribute to her husband, Dr. Chris Davis. Tomorrow the pair celebrate their 42nd wedding anniversary after eloping together on the day they met. When asked how they could possibly have known that it would all work out. Professor Harrison replied in true scientific fashion: &lt;b&gt;"We don't know, you can never be sure. But you take the plunge anyway. Sure is for people who don't love enough."&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Days to the birthday,&lt;br /&gt;13 Days to the exams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer the former, of course. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6B2T makes sch sooo much fun. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115884707387428608?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115884707387428608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115884707387428608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115884707387428608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115884707387428608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/09/in-her-acceptance-speech-distinguished.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115867423592214839</id><published>2006-09-19T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T06:57:48.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was pretty good today. Today was like laugh, laugh, laugh. A bikini and a trunk was missing today. All I can remember bout today was laughing. Haha. I'm serious. Okay let me see what I laughed at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hubby fart's primary school photos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Autograph books. (Someone wrote Fav Singer: Aaron &lt;i&gt;Cutter&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;King saying, "Picnic hams are only meant for picnics." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There're more. But I can't rmb much now. I think it must be due to the excessive Bio intake. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I lack sleep. I fell asleep while studying today. I need sleep. I need time. I need more time. I really need more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eoy's time table's out. First major paper: SS &amp; Math. Thankfully, I don't have like Bio tgt with Lit paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bio guide book is damn good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Libra girl is: Sociable, compromising, and a little self-indulgent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your special trait: You love bringing people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your little secret: You absolutely hate hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky days: 14th, 18th, 33nd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month: Your social life is so well-starred that you may not have time for anything else. You've earned the right to have some fun, especially with all the serious work you did last month - but watch your spending between the 22nd and the 25th. If you get out of control, you'll end up with no funds for a major celebration in November.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115867423592214839?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115867423592214839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115867423592214839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115867423592214839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115867423592214839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/09/school-was-pretty-good-today.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115850114786503179</id><published>2006-09-17T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T07:06:11.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just lit a candle at &lt;i&gt;http://lightamillioncandles.com&lt;/i&gt;, do your part and light one today! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend has been very very productive. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why because I studied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 chapters of Bio,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 chapter of SS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 chapters of Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. I feel so satisfied. Haha. I'm crossing my fingers hoping all the info I studied don't go out of my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had usual cat class today. I like class with Shaun &amp; Luke. They make class so much more fun. No wait, it wasn't even fun to begin with. But anyway, I was sorta ransacking Shaun's bag during class. And my gosh, he's a bloody rich kid. His body spray thing is Emporio Armani. Bloody rich. And he has a vid of Jleong &amp; Paul in his handphone. Tsk.  Oh, and I think its kinda like a boys thing to have like 8 pens in the pencil case but only 1 is working? And Luke was damn funny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: The 7 what are signs of God's love and sources of grace? (it's supposed to be 7 Beatitudes)&lt;br /&gt;Luke: Aiya. Just write 7 wonders. The great wall of China all&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: The word what means assembly or gathering?&lt;br /&gt;Luke: Write the malay word, the one the Npcc always say to gather their people.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's seriously damn funny. That's why I say I enjoy class with the both of them. :D&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Okay. I counted, suffer for 3 more weekends and thats it. So now, its only 2 more weekends. Yay. I'm gonna do up my "10 Things To Do After Exams List" tmr. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Sundays. I like people at church. Not all though. But majority. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. Twin's got me addicted to "Love you so"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. This's a very loooong post. Haha. I guess it cos I'm happy. Okay, I'm off to pack my bag for sch tmr! Till then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/1_b-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/1_b-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115850114786503179?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115850114786503179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115850114786503179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115850114786503179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115850114786503179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-just-lit-candle-at.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115833040988661627</id><published>2006-09-15T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T07:31:40.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TGIF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's been pretty good. Except for the studying part. School's been enjoyable. I laughed far too much this week. But its a good thing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Officially 16 more days to the exams. I seriously can't wait for the exams to be over. Its gonna be all over after October 11, I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining the whole of today. I like rainy weathers. I like the smell of rain. (: We played mini tennis for PE. It was pretty fun+funny. Had the drama performance during CD period. Everyone was like so nervous. Haha. But it was a rather fun experience. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Choy died. Honestly, I thought she died during war while getting electrocuted or smth. Shit. Haha. So much for Social Studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Study day tmr again. Can't wait for the stupid exams to be over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now presenting to you the only movie I cried while watching: I Am Sam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nm-S6f_879s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nm-S6f_879s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I lost faith, you believed in me.&lt;br /&gt;When I stumbled, you were right there with me.&lt;br /&gt;For every act of love you've done, I owe you one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115833040988661627?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115833040988661627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115833040988661627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115833040988661627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115833040988661627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/09/tgif-this-weeks-been-pretty-good.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115805188105454963</id><published>2006-09-12T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T02:10:43.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/hur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/hur.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I just thought that picture was hilarious. Oh by the way, I took it from PostSecret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feast day dinner was fun. :D The 4 of us were practically making fun of everything during the dinner. From tight pants to making fun of people on stage. Haha. And the best best best part was that Fr B came back! (: We went crazy. I mean who wouldn't what, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fr B= Likeable&lt;br /&gt;Fr B= Lovable&lt;br /&gt;Fr B= Happiness&lt;br /&gt;Fr B= Gives awesome tight hugs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got a Pink flower. :D I'll upload some pictures soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch was pretty funny today. We were all making fun of our blog adds/email addresses. Hahahaha. Super hilarious. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH. Shit. The I-have-to-start-studying-now feeling is kicking in. 19 more days to the end of years. Man, so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, the Birthday's coming! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115805188105454963?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115805188105454963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115805188105454963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115805188105454963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115805188105454963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/09/haha_12.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115761796882788055</id><published>2006-09-07T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T01:35:29.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Eh pa, try this 'hello panda', its nice."&lt;br /&gt;"Don't want la."&lt;br /&gt;"Just try, just try. Its damn nice."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay."&lt;br /&gt;"So how is it?"&lt;br /&gt;"Alright only la."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, what happened to all the 'hello panda's in the cupboard?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. My dad's cute. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I did 2 big things today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; Finished up all my hwk! (: that's a very big deal okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; Created my friendster account. yes, finally after very much contemplation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its quite a chore to do the adding, you know. I just added some people and I'm feeling so tired already. haha. So, please be nice and add me alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll end off this entry with this article I recieved in my mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you woke up this morning with more health than illness...you are more blessed than the million who will not survive this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have never experienced the danger of battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation ...you are ahead of &lt;br /&gt;500 million people in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can attend a church meeting without fear of harassment, arrest, torture, or death...you are more blessed than three billion people in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep...you are richer than 70% of this world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish someplace ... you are among the top 8% of the world's wealthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your parents are still alive and still married ... you are very rare, even in the United States and Canada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can read this message, you just received a double blessing in that someone was thinking of you, and furthermore, you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world that cannot read at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so blessed. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115761796882788055?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115761796882788055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115761796882788055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115761796882788055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115761796882788055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/09/eh-pa-try-this-hello-panda-its-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115746698291828584</id><published>2006-09-05T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T07:37:04.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back from mass. Fr Kenny's sermon was pretty funny. though a tad lame  haha. okay example of his lame-ness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my name's Kenny, my brother's Rogers. when we stand together, we're Kenny Rogers" ha,wth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! the busy weekend's over! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Youth Mass+Fun Fair+Shine Jesus Shine Rally= Awesome! (:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I don't have any pics for any of the above ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. its already Tuesday. sch's gonna start really soon. and I've not started studying on any of my subjects yet. ahh bummer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I miss all of yall - 6B2T! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v614/belle28/collage19-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115746698291828584?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115746698291828584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115746698291828584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115746698291828584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115746698291828584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-got-back-from-mass.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115703107043244874</id><published>2006-08-31T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T07:07:57.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;People are funny; they want the front of the bus, the middle of the road, and the back of the church.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true. People are weird in a way, uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was "be yourself day" on Wednesday, and the theme was: What will you wear to work. so much for a "be yourself day" with a theme. sometimes, the sch is just plain ridiculous. but anyway, majority of the school wore like casual, only a minority really dressed up like working people. oh, I think recess was plain people-watch, example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yuck, look at what she's wearing."&lt;br /&gt;"she has quite nice legs."&lt;br /&gt;"what the hell is she wearing?"&lt;br /&gt;"eh, she quite pretty, uh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on, so forth. haha. I guess probably every table during recess were people-watching. typical girl thing, i guess. headed down to town with Twin after that then had dinner with Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. gave school a miss today. kinda regret not going when Twin told me how funny the teachers were. went down to OLN to leave some stuff with the security guard then off for lunch. wanted to lunch at Bliss, but unfortunately, they were not selling western food in the afternoon. so then, we had Cartel for lunch. had a pretty nice&amp;enjoyable time laughing and all. :) stayed till 4ish then home sweet home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yay. the 1-week hols are here. but its gonna be more of mugging week. EOYs are I think less then a month away or so? yeah. I really want to do well for the finals. but again, who wouldn't want to? ha.&lt;br /&gt;this weekend's gonna be all packed but fun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday- Shopping for Fun Fair!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday- Youth Mass!&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- Fun Fair!&lt;br /&gt;Monday- Shine Jesus Shine Rally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooh. I can't wait. (: alright. till then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. Shaun just called me and guess what. HE GOT ME JONATHAN LEONG'S AUTOGRAPH!!! he just made me a superrr happy girl! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115703107043244874?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115703107043244874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115703107043244874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115703107043244874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115703107043244874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/08/people-are-funny-they-want-front-of.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115623978136110410</id><published>2006-08-22T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T03:03:18.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. the official update about &lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was such an eventful+fun day, i'll list everything that summed up my Sat night! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-swam,&lt;br /&gt;-took super crazy shots,&lt;br /&gt;-laughed,&lt;br /&gt;-kfc,&lt;br /&gt;-cold storage,&lt;br /&gt;-failed attempt to do project,&lt;br /&gt;-i never game,&lt;br /&gt;-i never imagine * would game,&lt;br /&gt;-gossiped,&lt;br /&gt;-laughed even more,&lt;br /&gt;-bbq,&lt;br /&gt;-henna painting,&lt;br /&gt;-twister!!!,(it was so fun +hilarious okay)&lt;br /&gt;-musical chairs!!,&lt;br /&gt;-birthday cake,&lt;br /&gt;-sing along song session!&lt;br /&gt;-bacardi,&lt;br /&gt;-truth or truth,&lt;br /&gt;-stupid truths,&lt;br /&gt;-funny truths,&lt;br /&gt;-I'LL BE THERE FOR YOU sing along,&lt;br /&gt;-everyone getting high,&lt;br /&gt;-higher,&lt;br /&gt;-highest,&lt;br /&gt;-"THANK YOU FOR TONIGHT!"&lt;br /&gt;-group hug! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an absolutely excellent time! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the night, &lt;br /&gt;Alethea, Amerie, Caroline, Choiling, Lydia, Lynn &amp; Sauyan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More gatherings soon, pleaseee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/collage171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/collage171.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the Promise.(rmb, the hooking of our little fingers) (:&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115623978136110410?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115623978136110410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115623978136110410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115623978136110410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115623978136110410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/08/okay_22.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115608330668788642</id><published>2006-08-20T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T07:16:45.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the midst of getting the photos of Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll update tmr with all the photos. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THANK YOU FOR TONIGHT."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the High Saturday nights in a looong time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;strong&gt;everyone&lt;/strong&gt; of you very much. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to fall,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you, like I've been there before,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you, cos you're there for me, too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115608330668788642?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115608330668788642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115608330668788642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115608330668788642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115608330668788642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-midst-of-getting-photos-of-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115573748587485754</id><published>2006-08-16T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T07:16:33.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. its been awhile since I last blogged. hmm. pretty much stuff have been going on. but, mostly good stuff. (: so its alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a big fat zero for my physics class test. HA. I think this's the first time I actually got a zero for a test. anyhow, couldn't expect much cos I didn't even bother to study. so there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's gonna end pretty soon. 2 more days to the weekend! (: time's passing far too fast. final year's are gonna come very soon. and i've not even started studying at all. joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, im gonna blog about whatever I can remember so I'm sorry if it comes of as really random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mass on Tuesday was good! (: I kinda like Fr Simon. his sermon's are like the un-sleepable kind. haha. can't wait for the service on the 4th at novena. think its gonna be fun. (: oh, oh, and there were Hugs! (: hugs=happiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I didnt know that in the dictionary they actually explain numbers. okay, example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sixteen &lt;br /&gt;cardinal number&lt;br /&gt;equivalent to the product of four and four; one more than fifteen, or six more than ten; 16 :&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally know how to print screen. I know, slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I guess that's bout it. I can't remember what else I wanted to blog about anymore. blogging's losing its charm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I'm still looking for the skirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/80_1_b.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/200/80_1_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maybe if there wasn't hate, we wouldn't know the real meaning of love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115573748587485754?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115573748587485754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115573748587485754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115573748587485754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115573748587485754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115545871243786190</id><published>2006-08-13T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T01:56:01.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" What is real? " asked the Rabbit one day. " Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle? " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Real isn't how you're made. " Said the horse. " Its  thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time , not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become real. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" It doesn't happen all at once, " said the horse. " You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you're real, most of your hair had been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose b&gt;because once you're real, you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand&lt;/b&gt;. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- The Veleteen Rabbit &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel blissful today. in fact, very. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will make Annabelle a happier girl is this skirt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/80_1_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/80_1_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who knows where its available at, drop me a tag. (oh btw, its Abercormbie) (:r; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/80_1_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who knows where its available at, drop me a tag. (oh btw, its Abercormbie) (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115545871243786190?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115545871243786190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115545871243786190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115545871243786190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115545871243786190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-is-real-asked-rabbit-one-day.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115513348524402473</id><published>2006-08-09T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T07:24:45.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been seeing the number 41 alot of late. and so coincidentally, this year's Sg's 41st birthday. coincidences happen, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay, away from that. had national celebration in school yesterday. it was neither boring nor fun. but, the company was good. (: &lt;br /&gt;headed to do project work after that with Alethea, Caroline, Lydia, Sauyan and Sharene who was the photographer! clarke quay first. although the weather was hot and all, the company was fab. (: we went to fullerton to use their toilet. the toilet's like super nice. and due to the lack of water in us, we decided to drink water from the taps. hahaha. it tasted okay anyway. &lt;br /&gt;fullerton reminds me of Youth Day last year. (: except that the apples are now replaced with sunflowers. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Chinatown after that. had lunch at macs then we went round taking pictures. thennn, we went to this red-light district area. I saw lecherous old men. hahaha. and there was this man, he came out from this place, okay la the brothel, then he made his collar and adjusted his tie. disgusting idiot. but, it was kinda like an eye-opener for me. hahaha. i mean, i dont get to see this kinda incidents often, right?&lt;br /&gt;home at 5 gg to 6. bathed then had the party. it was so boringggg that I did henna(sp) for all the little ones. ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a boring day. spent the day with the family. we had prata for breakfast! was gooood. :D had family bonding. we went to places to do what? Eat. Drink. Eat. Drink. haha. but all in all, was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, and, twin is a funny bobo. Hahahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, the pictures of yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6343/864/1600/collage141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6343/864/320/collage141.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115513348524402473?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115513348524402473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115513348524402473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115513348524402473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115513348524402473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/08/ive-been-seeing-number-41-alot-of-late.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115485368020245761</id><published>2006-08-06T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T01:41:41.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Failed attempt to surprise + Bliss + strawberry&amp;mango ice cream + Laughters + Nice walk + Making fun of chowchowS + Perfect company + Failed attempt to drown me + Wishing for the night not to end + Piggy back ride = My Fav. Saturday. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adore Saturday night! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went Little India and Arab Street with Twin and Daddy in the noon. managed to get all my stuffs. oh and, shopkeepers at Little India are really friendly and nice people. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, that's bout my Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for cat class in the morning. it was utterly boring. cos they were teaching us bout Matrimony. like, what the hell? isnt it a little too early. 11am mass after that. 401, as usual, after mass. Abriel, Mark, Jelena &amp; Wynee came to join us later. we had so much fun making fun of that girl. Haha. Cartel for lunch with Daddy and Twin. very filling meal. mango milkshake's really nice. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy's coming back today! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't for Tuesday, I'm gonna wear a Sari! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i'm off to download songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye all. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115485368020245761?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115485368020245761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115485368020245761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115485368020245761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115485368020245761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/08/failed-attempt-to-surprise-bliss.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115461777605339143</id><published>2006-08-03T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T08:09:36.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A dislikes B. A tells C that A dislikes B. other alphabets finds out. Everyone dislikes A. A gets into good books of C. A talks bad about C. C talks bad about A. A thinks B does not know. C finds out. C dislikes A. But, still has a close relationship with A. A and C would make very good friends. In fact, Best. A and C are untrustables. &lt;br /&gt;--adapted from "the diary of the hypocrite with 516 faces".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny how humans behave, uh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, away from that. no sch tmr! (: and Daddy's coming home tmr!  yay. &lt;br /&gt;sch was alright today. did the Oscar thing after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ambitions matching my abilities &amp; interests: Caisher and Fashion Designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. what the hell? i so wanted Cabin Crew. haha. ah well. at least, i still have caisher. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retail therapy with mom,twin and aunt just now. it was good. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spoiler of the kinda long break: Homework&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;. tons of them man. boo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. gonna wash up and off to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams.  (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115461777605339143?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115461777605339143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115461777605339143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115461777605339143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115461777605339143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/08/dislikes-b.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115443936753619017</id><published>2006-08-01T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T07:24:28.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was gay! (: reason being,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i passed Bio! and suprisingly got 18. :D&lt;br /&gt;2. i passed Math! just by 1 mark. but, at least i passed, right?&lt;br /&gt;3. i passed Chinese!!!! thats a super plus point. and and i got 33! :D&lt;br /&gt;4. had a really nice afternoon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 4 marvelous reasons that made Annabelle a happy girl today. :D except the flu's irritating. oh and, Mrs Elan's gonna lend me the saree(i think its spelt this way) for national day! (: and, my brownies tasted nice! (: haha. assembly was so super boring today, so before she could end her talk, everyone started clapping. haha! it was so funny man. then, she had no choice but to end it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; today's really gay la. i like today much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese tuition ended out to be a laughing session. laughed bout the way twin looked when she was much much younger. hahaha. oh and i happened to look through primary sch photos. boy, i miss primary school so much. ): i think those were the days that were absolute trouble-free, carefree and everything else. no problems and all. okay. when the scanner's working, i'll try uploading some pictures up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, Daddy's coming home!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, i said today's really gay. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. and i refuse to use the word Happy. cos its too vague and general? yeah. gay explains more. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Best Things In Life,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hearing your favorite song on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;2. Giggling.&lt;br /&gt;3. A good conversation.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;5. Swinging on swings.&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115443936753619017?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115443936753619017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115443936753619017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115443936753619017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115443936753619017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-was-gay-reason-being-1.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115434916588489404</id><published>2006-07-31T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T05:59:30.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sprinkled Moondust</title><content type='html'>Cabaret on Sat! the music and all was good, except bits and pieces of the play was ehh a little too much. the show showed what love could do. i think what i learnt from that part was that love looks through all things? he accepted her even though she was like a prostitute and all. yep. oh yes, i thought this part of the play was damn sweet though cliche:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what if i fall?"&lt;br /&gt;"i'll catch you. i promise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww. all in all was good. (: met f136 excluding choiling for lunch at carls jr. serving was sooo huge. anyway anyway, it was a gooood day spent with great people. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was alright today. didnt do much. twin and I baked brownies! :D it was good. oh and i watched yours,mine and ours. pretty good show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i'll end off with the pictures of Sat. (: till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v614/belle28/collage11.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;get well soon(:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115434916588489404?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115434916588489404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115434916588489404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115434916588489404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115434916588489404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/07/sprinkled-moondust.html' title='Sprinkled Moondust'/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115409096799732430</id><published>2006-07-28T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T05:49:27.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TGIF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week passed pretty fast. considering the fact that there were common tests. no more CTs! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was long and draggyyyy today cos there was cca. wasted our time today doing nothing cos both teachers were not there. okay anyway, celebrated dearest Choiling's birthday today during recess! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, this shall be a short update cos I gotta go off soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabaret tmr! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/P1080138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/P1080138.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Force!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now presenting, The Birthday Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/P1080140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/P1080140.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday, Choiling!&lt;/b&gt; I hope you liked the cake and all. (: Enjoy your day! Love you, winking friend! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115409096799732430?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115409096799732430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115409096799732430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115409096799732430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115409096799732430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/07/tgif-this-week-passed-pretty-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115374996705971314</id><published>2006-07-24T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T01:16:40.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>24th July, Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english&amp;History paper today. both papers were alright. nothing much to expect from both. i just hope i pass history cos amazingly, both questions were on Treaty Of Versaillies and the League Of Nation. yay. (: the passage for english was soo boring that i started thinking of other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay anyway, mrs d.tan didnt come today, so which meant that we had 4 periods free. and suprisingly, no relief teacher came in, so it was basically chit-chat session. talked bout the usual girly stuffs from like trying-each-other's-school-shoes to t-shirt bras ect ect. hahaha. but, time was well spent (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap, that's basically all for today. i didn't study for SS. all i did was read the notes ONCE, and yea, basically all. gonna fail SS for sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China kids coming tmr so which means i'll get to miss lesssons. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what makes school so much worth going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/P1080112.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/P1080112.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115374996705971314?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115374996705971314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115374996705971314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115374996705971314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115374996705971314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/07/24th-july-monday-englishhistory-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115366080059989774</id><published>2006-07-23T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T06:22:47.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>23rd July, Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for 730 mass today. its been long. read with Germaine. yeap, then later went over to YaKun for breakfast. and i got my honeystars from ntuc. ntuc shopping seemed much fun today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class then carwash. was pretty fun. with people like Amy and Sebby who was being ultra funny+lame. who wears track shoes to wash car, you tell me. haha. and Bestfriend was being so super mean. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;oh, oh, and i dont like that girl. whatever her name is. so major blabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunched at bliss then later came home to study. ughh history's the most boring subject la. studied for a li'l while then kinda gave up and went to watch mommy clear her cupboard. my gosh. she has like gazillions, millions, trillions of clothes and bags la. managed to get a few nice pieces from mommy. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder what dad's doing over at KL now. hate to admit it, but yea, i miss him. no "pa, help me dig ear" for 2 whole weeks. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i've no confidence for tmr's paper. ha. i barely studied la. all i studied was the Treaty of Versailles and a li'l of Leauge of Nations. so i'm crossing my fingers that tmr's questions would be on those 2 topics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty. gonna carry on watching Bring It On now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f136 members: Lunch Box day tmr, dont forget your lunch boxes! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Happy day (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115366080059989774?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115366080059989774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115366080059989774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115366080059989774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115366080059989774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/07/23rd-july-sunday-went-for-730-mass.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115340314993471573</id><published>2006-07-20T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T06:49:05.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>20th July, Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel a big big sense of accomplishment! why? cos i did my math hwk all by myself and that's not all, i managed to get the answers correct. ho. what a great feeling! &lt;br /&gt;hahaha. and plus, JLeong got in! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a pretty good day. (: &lt;br /&gt;but i lack sleep. alot. alot. alot of it. slept all the way till 5ish after i came home from sch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i realised that this week passed really fast. cos i guess prolly there wasn't any time this week where i wished time would stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, apart from that, i managed to study a little of history today. (which also contributes to my accomplishment list) now, i'm only left with the treaty of V(ya la, i dont knw how to spell) and the Leauge of nations and im done for history. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's gonna be a long day. stupid cca.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115340314993471573?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115340314993471573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115340314993471573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115340314993471573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115340314993471573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/07/20th-july-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115323106193490486</id><published>2006-07-18T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T07:17:45.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>18th July, Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've the sudden urge to blog, but sad thing is, i've no idea what to blog about. ha. school was pretty boring today. &lt;br /&gt;had some quiz thing during history. Togoland. my gosh. it was hilarious la. Shirley &amp; Atricia were laughing like crazy. hahaha. chinese's the ultimate bore man. if i could remove one subject, i'd remove chinese. was suppose to have some drama thing but got postponed to next wed. &lt;br /&gt;we had some new south wales EL test later. picture 60 questions, 8 compre passages(i think), hot weather, at the end of the day. now who would be in the mood to do the test? almost everyone were falling asleep. haha. &lt;br /&gt;anyway. i can't stop laughing whenever i think about the "success private limited" hahahaha. seriously damn funny. no offence or anything uh. the name's just funny. :D hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;3 straight periods of physics tmr + math tuition + chinese ct on thurs. ahh spoiler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/el90J4seM5M"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/el90J4seM5M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ultra sweet la. i'd have melted if i was the girl. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115323106193490486?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115323106193490486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115323106193490486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115323106193490486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115323106193490486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/07/18th-july-tuesday-ive-sudden-urge-to.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115314001410720000</id><published>2006-07-17T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T06:52:34.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>17th July, Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/collage91.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/collage91.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard to tell the truth but Yet so easy to tell a lie? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are we so sleepy in church but Right when the sermon is over we suddenly wake up? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard to talk about God but yet so easy to talk about nasty &lt;br /&gt;stuff? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so boring to look at a Christian magazine, but yet so easy to look at a nasty one? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so easy to delete a Godly e-mail, but yet we forward all of the &lt;br /&gt;nasty ones? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are the churches getting smaller but yet the bars and dance clubs are &lt;br /&gt;getting larger? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;bloody hypocrite&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115314001410720000?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115314001410720000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115314001410720000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115314001410720000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115314001410720000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/07/17th-july-monday-why-is-it-so-hard-to.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115279742003717786</id><published>2006-07-13T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T06:34:09.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>13th July, Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Nose-Picking Glossary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kiddie Pick: When you're by yourself and you uninhibitedly twist your forefinger into your nostril with childlike joy and freedom. And the best part is, there's no time limit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camouflaged Kiddie Pick: When, in the presence of other people, you wrap your forefinger in a tissue, then thrust it in deep and hold back the smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake Nose Scratch: When you make believe you've got an itch but you're really trolling the nostril edge for stray boogers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making A Meal Out Of It: You do it so furiously, and for so long, you're probably entitled to dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise Pickings: When a sneeze or laugh causes snot to come hurtling out of your nose, and you have to gracefully clean it off your shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autopick: The kind you do in a car, when no one's looking. NOTE: Someone is always looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick Your Brains: Done in private, this is the one where your finger goes in so far, it passes the septum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick And Save: When you have to pick it quickly, just when someone looks away, and then you pocket the snot so they don't catch on to what you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick And Roll: No explanation needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick And Flick: Ditto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick And Stick: You wanted it to be a "Pick and Flick," but it stubbornly clings to your fingertip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paydirt: The kind where you remove a piece of snot so big, it improves your breathing by 90%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. my gosh. that's damn hilarious la. with such busy lives each of us are leading, we all really need to take some time to laugh. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115279742003717786?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115279742003717786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115279742003717786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115279742003717786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115279742003717786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/07/13th-july-thursday-nose-picking.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115261126833043969</id><published>2006-07-11T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T02:53:07.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>11th July, Tueday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its tuesday today! i don't know if this week passed quickly or slowly. i've nothing interesting to blog about. okay, let me see. oh yeah, &lt;b&gt;Happy 2nd Wedding Anniv to Hubby Sauyan!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;oh and, &lt;b&gt; Happy Birthday, Wynee!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;had some councillors investiture thing today, husband&amp;ah pa were super humorous. hahaha. oh yes, we've a new Bio teacher, miss Goh. i think she's nice and she looks a tad like SG idol. haha. i pretty much like all my subject teachers. i seriously have nothing to blog about. ok super random but, i love my force 136 super much. (:&lt;br /&gt;okay, i shall end off with a story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young man was at the end of his rope, seeing no way out, he dropped to his knees in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;" Lord, I can't go on," he said. "I have too heavy a cross to bear. "&lt;br /&gt;The Lord replied, " My son, if you can't bear its weight, just place your cross inside this room.&lt;br /&gt;Then, open that other door and pick out any cross you wish. "&lt;br /&gt;The man was filled with relief and said, " Thank you Lord, " and he did as he was told. Upon entering the other room, he saw many crosses; some so large the tops were not visible. Then, he spotted a tiny cross leaning against a far wall. " I'd like that one, Lord," he whispered. The Lord replied, " My son, that is the cross you just brought in. " &lt;b&gt;When life's problems seem overwhelming, it helps to look around and see what other people are coping with. You may consider yourself far more fortunate than you imagined.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i'm contented. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115261126833043969?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115261126833043969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115261126833043969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115261126833043969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115261126833043969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/07/11th-july-tueday-its-tuesday-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115210302836044336</id><published>2006-07-05T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T05:40:16.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5th July, Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little boy was telling his Grandma how everything was going wrong.  School, family problems, severe health problems, etc.  Meanwhile, Grandma is baking a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked her grandson if he would like a snack, which, of course, he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here, have some cooking oil."&lt;br /&gt;"Yuck" says the boy.&lt;br /&gt;"How about a couple raw eggs?"&lt;br /&gt;"Gross, Grandma!"&lt;br /&gt;"Would you like some flour then? Or maybe baking soda?"&lt;br /&gt;"Grandma, those are all yucky!"&lt;br /&gt;To which Grandma replies: "Yes, all those things seem bad all by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;But when they are put together in the right way, they make a wonderfully  delicious cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God works the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Many times we wonder why he would let us go through such bad and difficult times.&lt;br /&gt;But God knows that when He puts these things all in His order, they always work  for good!&lt;br /&gt;We just have to trust Him and, eventually, they will all make something wonderful! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very meaningful story. i enjoyed it alot. i hope you did, too. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115210302836044336?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115210302836044336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115210302836044336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115210302836044336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115210302836044336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/07/5th-july-wednesday-little-boy-was.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115192982265642856</id><published>2006-07-03T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T05:30:52.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday, 3rd June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been pretty good i must say. (:&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'll try to remember as much as i can. &lt;br /&gt;on &lt;b&gt;thursday&lt;/b&gt;, i went for SI Idol. we thought we were late, cos the ticket said we had to be there by 6.45. but we arrived at 6.50+? ard, yeah, so much for "late comers will not be allowed until breaks". &lt;br /&gt;man, it was noisy! my gosh. but overall, it was a good experience. took alotta pictures. i will post them soon! sent alethea, carol &amp; amerie home after. yeapppp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;friday&lt;/b&gt;, nothing much interesting happened. cca was a total waste of time. 2 whole hrs doing nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;saturday&lt;/b&gt;,went for some youth rally bbq thing. it was so boring that i fell asleep at the mary's shrine. seriously. went up for awhile to trade jokes with sebby. then we(twin, jelena, wynee, daivd lee, mark, abriel, micheal, aloy, luke) made our way to chomp2 for dinner. 4 of us ordered so much foood. hahaha. luckily, the guys finished up our chwee kueh. but the company was gooood. (: had a nice, long, enjoyable walk back to church after. okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sunday&lt;/b&gt;, cat class started. crapped ard with shaun and luke and other then that, it was boring. as usual. saw carol, joanne, olivia and alethea. yup. twin and i had ice-cream at bliss. and then we made our way to 401 with the guys. aunt&amp;uncle's wedding anniv &amp; kenneth's birthday at night. so much fun with all the lil kiddos.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, went to hubby fart's for proj. met with carol for lunch at cartel. and we took a walk to hubby fart's house under the scorching bloody hot sun. my gosh. we could have just died of heat stroke or something. wasted our time there doing nothng. eunice did something nice for me. thank you. (: roti john&amp;sugar cane with carol after our "project". trained home later. intially, suppose to go for mass, but ended up not going. hah. but, time was well spent. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry's so detailed. ahh. okay la, no more detailed entry next time. zj!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115192982265642856?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115192982265642856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115192982265642856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115192982265642856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115192982265642856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/07/monday-3rd-june-this-week-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115150303627511873</id><published>2006-06-28T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T07:01:57.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wednesday, 28th June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has been great so far with all my favourite people. i like math class now. mrs elan's nice! my computer is down, so i can't upload the pics of China trip. but, trip was Awesome, Fantastic, Fun and everything else with the company of the 5 people. (: all much loved by me! &lt;br /&gt;alright, i'll try to upload the pictures when my computer decides to be nice to me. SG I tmr! haha. but come to think of it, its just the results show. ah heck, at least i may get a chance to be on tv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and its exactly three months to my birthday! heh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss china and mahjong session at night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115150303627511873?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115150303627511873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115150303627511873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115150303627511873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115150303627511873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/06/wednesday-28th-june-school-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-115018212573120464</id><published>2006-06-13T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T00:06:21.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; Tuesday, 13 June &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new blogskin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored. almost everyone's at camp now, shit, i really want to go for camp. im so envious of everyone who's at camp now man. yall better not forget my warm fuzzies. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to china town yesterday to get the souviners. i tell you, china town has the most boring shopping centers. so many massage centers everywhere. i gained 3 stuffs. (: 1 of which is priceless. okay anyhow, yesterday was very well spent. company was stupendous! yeap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my mom rocks. serious. despite her long day at work, she didnt complain  and all, but instead, she helped me to pack my stuffs for the trip and ensured that i had ample amount of everything.(: so often i want to tell her 'thanks' but i never get the chance to. maybe i shd do it soon! saying a word is not that tough, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hols are ending soon man. when i come back, sch would be starting alr. ah shit. and i did not even lay a finger on any books. shit shit shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty excited bout china. haha. just like what fr B said, no gonvernment! yeah, but sadly, first holiday trip without twin. and they're gg to batam. triple Ns - no not now. i wanna go too. at least, carol &amp; hubbyfart will be in china. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught a little of Grey's Anatomy last night. pretty nice show. with a tad of sadness. &lt;br /&gt;the quote on the right was taken from last night's show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one whole long entry. i guess no more updates till im back from china. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the whole of force 136!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6343/864/1600/P1070184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6343/864/320/P1070184.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for all the wishes either through msn/sms/tag. all are very much appreciated! (: i love you all. plenty of misses. esp to you(:. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when im back! God bless all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you're not alone. the same stars and moon we'll still see at night&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-115018212573120464?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/115018212573120464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=115018212573120464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115018212573120464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/115018212573120464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/06/tuesday-13-june-new-blogskin-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-114977424741999927</id><published>2006-06-08T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T07:06:56.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone once said happiness is like a butterfly: if we chase it, we'll never find it. But if we sit quietly, it will come and land &lt;br /&gt;on us. Faith and courage are the same. All we have to do is sit quietly and ask for these gifts from God. In time, and with patience, they will be ours, and so will the happiness we can then pass on to others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anne Frank wrote the above words facing a concentration camp and certain death. If she could find happiness and faith and courage within herself under those circumstances, then certainly we can too. These gifts are ours, already within us, if we but look for them. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a picture to go with it,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/Butter%20butterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/Butter%20butterfly.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful picture aye. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been pretty beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;like on monday, i saw a shooting star(abriel,its not a rocket!!), a piggyback ride(:, i was queen for a few mins. &lt;br /&gt;and yesterday, visited fr b, later caught 'benchwarmers', a hilarious show but the duration's too short. but. company was all in all fab. (actually more then fab) (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, wanna know what Out Of Point means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cris: wa, all her clothes all green colour&lt;br /&gt;me: cos the sponsors all sponsor green &lt;br /&gt;mom: thats why the show is called blue rhapsody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blue-green?! no link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps/ photo credits: Mr Abriel Ang. (inclusive of finger)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-114977424741999927?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/114977424741999927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=114977424741999927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114977424741999927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114977424741999927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/06/someone-once-said-happiness-is-like.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-114942921190656253</id><published>2006-06-04T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T06:57:15.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/03-06-06_1503_hee.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/03-06-06_1503_hee.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so curious, you know. is there fake mayonnaise? &lt;br /&gt;(picture courtesy to &lt;em&gt;ShengSiong&lt;/em&gt; supermarket)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, mom bought 30 bucks worth of assessments book for me. so my next 3 weeks of hols will be devoted to them. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;okay, im gg back to read my 365 reasons to be happy!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason88: if you have a place to live and someone to love you are blessed. truly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-114942921190656253?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/114942921190656253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=114942921190656253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114942921190656253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114942921190656253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-so-curious-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-114925392979419693</id><published>2006-06-02T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T06:35:28.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back to blog. haha. i just felt like blogging. anyway, nearly one week of the holidays gone. i pretty much wasted the first week by doing nothing. i need to start studying already. okay. i guess that's bout it. oh yea, new blogskin. haha. i can forsee another one in about a weeks time? i get bored of blogskins easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how everyone wants to go to heaven, provided they do not have to believe, think, say, or do anything the Bible says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how someone can say "I believe in God," but still follow Satan who, by the way, also "believes" in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how we are quick to judge, but not to be judged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how you can send a thousand 'jokes' through e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how the lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but the public discussion of God is suppressed in the school and workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how someone can be so fired up for Christ on Sunday, but be an invisible Christian the rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how I can be more worried about what other people think of me than what God thinks of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very funny. now, laugh. very loudly. (no, its not sacarsm)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-114925392979419693?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/114925392979419693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=114925392979419693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114925392979419693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114925392979419693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-back-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-114887843614714827</id><published>2006-05-28T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T21:57:56.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes it doesn't take much to imprint a smile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/P1070294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/P1070294.jpg" border="2" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna stop blogging for a while. (but tags are still welcome)&lt;br /&gt;bfn, onthelovecarousal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-114887843614714827?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/114887843614714827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=114887843614714827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114887843614714827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114887843614714827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/05/sometimes-it-doesnt-take-much-to.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-114887810418718215</id><published>2006-05-28T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T21:48:24.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-114887810418718215?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/114887810418718215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=114887810418718215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114887810418718215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114887810418718215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-114856038679147784</id><published>2006-05-25T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T05:58:42.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Did you know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that using a remote control could eventually add up to four inches to your waistline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. what the hell? i came across that in her world.  since i've nothing much to update about, i guess i'll do this survery thing Debbie asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WERE YOU DOING IN SECONDARY SCHOOL?&lt;br /&gt;*studying&lt;br /&gt;*eating&lt;br /&gt;*laughing at everything&lt;br /&gt;*chiong-ing for recess &lt;br /&gt;*trying to eat secretly in class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE OF YOUR FAVOURITE SINGERS/BANDS?&lt;br /&gt;*craig david&lt;br /&gt;*i dont' &lt;br /&gt;*have any&lt;br /&gt;*prefers/likes&lt;br /&gt;*so there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE THINGS YOU WOULD DO IF YOU WERE A MILLIONAIRE&lt;br /&gt;*buy all my desires&lt;br /&gt;*donate to people in need&lt;br /&gt;*bribe the archbishop to get fr bosco back to nativity&lt;br /&gt;*buy stuff for people. stuffs that make them happy&lt;br /&gt;*buy a O level+ A level+ university cert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE BAD HABITS&lt;br /&gt;*taking things for granted&lt;br /&gt;*sleeping too much&lt;br /&gt;*going online too often&lt;br /&gt;*leaving things around&lt;br /&gt;*last minute work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE THINGS YOU LIKE DOING&lt;br /&gt;*watching tv&lt;br /&gt;*drinking green tea+eating wangwang&lt;br /&gt;*spending time with people i love eg. ah hao&lt;br /&gt;*taking long walks with twin. that's the ultimate best. long walks consist of laughing loudly, getting drunk on green tea&lt;br /&gt;*watching dvds over and over again (and memorising the whole show)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE THINGS YOU WILL NEVER WEAR, BUY OR GET&lt;br /&gt;*stockings&lt;br /&gt;*a dog&lt;br /&gt;*a bag from value one $&lt;br /&gt;*super long-touch-the-ground skirts&lt;br /&gt;*a bicycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE FAVOURITE THINGS&lt;br /&gt;*green tea&lt;br /&gt;*wangwang&lt;br /&gt;*are people considered as things? (if so, God ,leongs, force 136, ahao, everyone)&lt;br /&gt;*televeision&lt;br /&gt;*magazines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE PEOPLE TO DO THIS&lt;br /&gt;*if you &lt;br /&gt;*want to&lt;br /&gt;*do &lt;br /&gt;*it&lt;br /&gt;*just do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy holidays, everyone (:&lt;br /&gt;God's so Amazing. really. he has worked wonders for me. seeing is believing. but, believing is as good as seeing already. &lt;br /&gt;i like hugs. many many of them. &lt;br /&gt;mass was good today. for once it was not that boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"when you love, you come to see an imperfect person perfectly."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-114856038679147784?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/114856038679147784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=114856038679147784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114856038679147784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114856038679147784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/05/did-you-know-that-using-remote-control.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-114837614158922682</id><published>2006-05-23T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T02:27:57.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and spent much of his time exploring the seashore. One day he learned there would be a minus tide that would leave the starfish stranded on the sand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day of the tide, he went down to the beach and began picking up stranded starfish and throwing them back into the sea. An elderly man who lived next door came down to the beach to see what he was doing. "I'm saving the starfish," the boy proudly declared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the neighbor saw all of the stranded starfish, he shook his head and said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you young man, but if you look down the beach one way, there are stranded starfish as far as the eye can see. And if you look down the beach the other way, it's the same. One little boy like you isn't going to make much of a difference." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy thought about this for a moment. Then he reached his small hand down to the sand, picked up a starfish, tossed it out into the ocean and said, "I sure made a difference for that one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you can't make a difference because you're too insignificant? Well, you can! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/DSC04556%20Blue%20starfish%20b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/DSC04556%20Blue%20starfish%20b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch has been good. although we're back on the home room system. again. oh well. suprise spot check yesterday was so uneccessary. &lt;br /&gt;overall SA1 results was satisfying, (to me at least), failed math. as expected&lt;br /&gt;i somehow can't wait for mass on thurs.  &lt;br /&gt;i like my new blog skin,&lt;br /&gt;i like/love my life now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-114837614158922682?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/114837614158922682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=114837614158922682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114837614158922682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114837614158922682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/05/small-boy-lived-by-ocean.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-114822024138299820</id><published>2006-05-21T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T07:09:51.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you put a buzzard in a pen six or eight feet square and entirely open at the top, the bird, in spite of his ability to fly, will be an absolute prisoner. The reason is that a buzzard always begins a flight from the ground with a run of ten or twelve feet. Without space to run, as is his habit, he will not even attempt to fly, but will remain a prisoner for life in a small jail with no top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ordinary bat that flies around at night, a remarkable nimble creature in the air, cannot take off from a level place. If it is placed on the floor or flat ground, all it can do is shuffle about helplessly and, no doubt, painfully, until it reaches some slight elevation from which it can throw itself into the air. Then, at once, it takes off like a flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Bumblebee if dropped into an open tumbler will be there until it dies, unless it is taken out. It never sees the means of escape at the top, but persists in trying to find some way out through the sides near the bottom. It will seek a way where none exists, until it completely destroys itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In many ways, there are lots of people like the buzzard, the bat and the bee. &lt;b&gt;They are struggling about with all their problems and frustrations, not realizing that the answer is right there above them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i feel like being a 1 year old girl again. no worries, no problems. just pure happiness.&lt;br /&gt;during times like this I can't help but to question God&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-114822024138299820?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/114822024138299820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=114822024138299820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114822024138299820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114822024138299820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/05/if-you-put-buzzard-in-pen-six-or-eight.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-114796065259377614</id><published>2006-05-18T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T07:01:56.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my ipod was on shuffle, and then, i came across the song - live like you were dying by tim mcgraw. the lyrics hit me hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I &lt;strong&gt;loved deeper and I spoke sweeter &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I &lt;strong&gt;gave forgiveness I'd been denying &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he said someday I hope you get the chance&lt;br /&gt;to live like you were dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like tomorrow was a gift and you got eternity to think about &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what'd&lt;/strong&gt; you do with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what did&lt;/strong&gt; you do with it?&lt;br /&gt;what did I do with it ?&lt;br /&gt;what would I do with it? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. how true. well, i wonder what i'd do if i ever find out that i'd have say, 24 hrs left to live. hmmm. i guess i'd:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. tell everyone that i love, that i love them.&lt;br /&gt;by then, i'd prolly have 20 hrs left.&lt;br /&gt;2. make peace&lt;br /&gt;by then, i'd have 19 hrs left&lt;br /&gt;3. buy stuffs for people. whatever they like. whatever that makes them &lt;br /&gt;happy. no pt buying for myself, cos i'd be gone.&lt;br /&gt;by then, i'd have 14 hrs left.&lt;br /&gt;4. i'd spend some time with my leongs&lt;br /&gt;by then, i'd have 10 hrs left.&lt;br /&gt;5. watch whichever movies i've been dying to watch.&lt;br /&gt;by then, i'd have 6 hrs left.&lt;br /&gt;6. eat all my faves.&lt;br /&gt;by then, i'd have 3 hrs left.&lt;br /&gt;7. spend an hr at church. to talk to God&lt;br /&gt;by then, i'd have 2 hrs left.&lt;br /&gt;8. watch the sun rise with ah hao&lt;br /&gt;and by then, i'd be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. super what the hell, i know. but what to do? life is so damn unpredictable. okay. sciece center today. fun much+lots of photos. okay, pictures tmr. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;force 136 = love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight, sweetdreams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-114796065259377614?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/114796065259377614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=114796065259377614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114796065259377614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114796065259377614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-ipod-was-on-shuffle-and_114796065259377614.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-114787288182808884</id><published>2006-05-17T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T06:34:41.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>concentration+uno+bluff+photo craze+lots and lots of laughters= what you do after the exams are over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. got back all of the subjs alr. damnit. failed chinese+math+comb humanities. joy. chinese?!?! of all my 8 years in education.. ah whatever, over anyway. gotta study really hard for the coming finals(althought its like 3 mths plus away) but ive no choice. i could have passed ss, blame it on the stupid history. see, i said history was stupid and it really is. ok, math is a sure fail. but im glad i passed science (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay moving on, we played concentration in class and guess what, im the Queen Of Concentration and amerie's the king. hahaha. that was yesterday. ok anyway, we played a little of concentration, uno, bluff and heart attack today. it was really boring in class. but there was tons of laughters and fun (: oh and yay to pocky. (: haha. (inside thing) science field trip tmr. i hope it'll be as fun as the previous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'll end off with pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6343/864/1600/170506%20074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6343/864/320/170506%20074.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;force 136(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6343/864/1600/170506%20080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6343/864/320/170506%20080.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6343/864/1600/170506%20095.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6343/864/320/170506%20095.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6343/864/1600/170506%20096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6343/864/320/170506%20096.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;king/queen of Concentration(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6343/864/1600/170506%20085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6343/864/320/170506%20085.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CADS(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6343/864/1600/170506%20113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6343/864/320/170506%20113.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stand for PAP(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6343/864/1600/170506%20082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6343/864/320/170506%20082.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORCE 136, all i love. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good day, everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-114787288182808884?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/114787288182808884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=114787288182808884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114787288182808884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114787288182808884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/05/concentrationunobluffphoto-crazelots.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-114768528026877807</id><published>2006-05-15T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T02:32:14.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="335" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EnRUb7MiHNU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EnRUb7MiHNU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="335" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the video. friday was well spent. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man stopped at a flower shop to order some flowers to be wired to his mother who lived two hundred miles away. As he got out of his car he noticed a young girl sitting on the curb sobbing. He asked her what was wrong and she replied, " I wanted to buy a red rose for my mother. But I only have seventy-five cents, and a rose costs two dollars. "&lt;br /&gt;The man smiled and said, " Come on in with me. I'll buy you a rose. " He bought the little girl her rose and ordered his own mother's flowers. As they were leaving he offered the girl a ride home. She said, " Yes, please! You can take me to my mother. "  She directed him to a cemetery, where she placed the rose on a freshly dug grave. The man returned to the flower shop, canceled the wire order, picked up a bouquet and drove the two hundred miles to his mother's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have we remembered to make an effort to express our love today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-114768528026877807?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/114768528026877807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=114768528026877807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114768528026877807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114768528026877807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-like-video.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-114735917841414760</id><published>2006-05-11T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T07:57:28.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school was so much fun today. with people like them, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/collage5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what more can i ask for? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 people passed math p1. ha. so gonna die. anyway, went for dinner with leongs just now. haha. hilarious la. mom&amp;dad are jokers. swensens after that, and twin was being sucha lame ass. haha. thats what i love about them. alright. its late. im tired. but im happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion's starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don't see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often it's not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it's always there - fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge - they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I've got a sneaky feeling you'll find that&lt;FONT FACE="verdana" SIZE="1" COLOR="red"&gt; love actually is all around.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--love actually&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-114735917841414760?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/114735917841414760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=114735917841414760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114735917841414760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114735917841414760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/05/school-was-so-much-fun-today_11.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-114726742285390868</id><published>2006-05-10T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T06:29:13.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="verdana" SIZE="1" COLOR="orange"&gt;ancient history, by, bygone, closed, completed, concluded, done, done with, ended, finished, gone, past, settled, OVER, over, over. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the exams are officially over. (: yay plenty. so many days of studying, praying-that-9pm-will-arrive-soon, trying to absorb all the very interesting facts, are over over over over. but, i still dont feel that feeling. you know that feeling? yeah. haha. but anyhow, twin and i rewarded ourselves with tanning today. the sun was great. (: went to church for evening mass. enjoyed the company although you don't support pap (:&lt;br /&gt;and rosary. caught up a lil with big sis amy and sebby was being a lameass as usal. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, did i mention that ah ching has super natural powers. gosh. she knows exactly what will come out. such an idiot. but all thks to her, i managed to do some last min reading and ah-ha, it came out. exactly on what she told me. &lt;i&gt;"i have a feeling feburary revolution will come out"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history was alright, math p2 was tough. crap. im very so going to get a single digit over 100. but, math sucks. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo taking tmr. i dont want to be sitting on the bench again. i want to stand up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, since mother's day is coming, i thought i'd like to share this pic,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/66426403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/66426403.jpg" border="2" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a responsible mother. (: HAHA. no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then, i shall blog again soon. notice my entry's full of smiles(: today. haha. im happy. very. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday".&lt;/b&gt; - Noelle, Age 7&lt;br /&gt;awww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-114726742285390868?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/114726742285390868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=114726742285390868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114726742285390868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114726742285390868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/05/ancient-history-by-bygone-closed.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-114700885564860251</id><published>2006-05-07T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T06:36:14.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched the "live"(i still don't know why its in apostrophe)results yesterday. it was exciting watching with twin. hahaha. i'm glad PAP won. i think they deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pay And Pay,&lt;br /&gt;Why Pay,&lt;br /&gt;So Don't Pay.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/Pasir%20Ris-Punggol%20GRC%20Team-thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/Pasir%20Ris-Punggol%20GRC%20Team-thumbnail.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my future depends on them" yeahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, phyics paper tmr. didnt study much for it, so i don't expect anything good out of it. alright then. i can't wait for the exams to be over. history's really stupid. cat class was boring as usual, but with much crapping with luke&amp;shaun. haha. fab. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the feeling of seeing someone you haven't seen for a whole month?&lt;br /&gt;happy, blissful, blithe,captivated, cheerful, chipper, content, contented, convivial, delighted, ecstatic, elated, exultant, flying high, gay, glad, gleeful, gratified, intoxicated, jolly, joyful, joyous, jubilant,lively, merry, mirthful, overjoyed, peaceful, peppy, perky, playful, pleasant, pleased, satisfied, sparkling, sunny, thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;basically, just happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24 beers in a carton, 24 hours in a day. A coincidence?&lt;/strong&gt; hmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-114700885564860251?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/114700885564860251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=114700885564860251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114700885564860251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114700885564860251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/05/watched-livei-still-dont-know-why-its.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-114682119270333737</id><published>2006-05-05T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T02:57:01.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="verdana" SIZE="4" COLOR="red"&gt;Alot of people want to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Oprah Winfrey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how true (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my maid is a phone crazy idiot. she talks on the phone 24/7 and even talks on the phone while watering the plants. i bet she has a bf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, chinese p2 was appalling&lt;br /&gt;3 more papers! and it spells fun and all the time in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/1600/God%20hate%20Rules.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5513/526/320/God%20hate%20Rules.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss &lt;i&gt;ah hao&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-114682119270333737?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/114682119270333737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=114682119270333737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114682119270333737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114682119270333737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/05/alot-of-people-want-to-ride-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-114623175055341262</id><published>2006-04-28T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T06:47:40.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Might Be Stupid If...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you can't remember how to spell "IQ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you use correction fluid on your PC monitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you try to turn the light on to find a flashlight in a power outage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you think a pigpen is something to write with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you think a cartoon is a song about automobiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;...you use your CD-ROM unit as a drink holder.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;...you frequently misspell your own name.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you've ever been stuck in a toilet seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you often wonder who Ronald McDonald's parents are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you think a quarterback is a refund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you cook Minute Rice for an hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;...you get tangled up in a cordless phone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;...you need to be reminded to breath.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...someone tells you to call 911, and you can't find the 11!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...you take a donut back cause it has a hole in it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;...you go around a revolving door looking for the door knob.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you get fired from volunteer work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...you run around looking for a 10cent coin to call 999.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you can't find the "ANY" key on the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...you have to look on both ends to open a bottle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you turn the light on to see if it's dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;...you wear your glasses while looking for them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA i think the bold ones are exceptionally funny. anyway, im done with all the chapters of SS &amp; sch was fun today! :D yay. bought mom's birthday present today, 139$ and im officially broke now. alright then, i hope you(the person reading) would have a good laugh, after so much of studying stress. haha that reminds me of the 5 steps kungfu thing. gosh. way dumb. but bf does it damn funnily. hahahahaha! alright. dark waters tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;there's none like You, no one else can touch my heart like You do. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-114623175055341262?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/114623175055341262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=114623175055341262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114623175055341262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114623175055341262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-might-be-stupid-if.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-114605968154850522</id><published>2006-04-26T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T06:54:41.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The way to fill your life with love is simple: if you want more love, give more love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easy as a b c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-114605968154850522?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/114605968154850522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=114605968154850522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114605968154850522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114605968154850522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/04/way-to-fill-your-life-with-love-is.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-114595158563489525</id><published>2006-04-25T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T00:54:46.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>24th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i didnt get the bag i want. i like that bag alotttt. 45$ im gonna start saving money when sch starts and when i reach my target, ill go buy that bag. its damn nice, i swear. shit when i sleep tonight im gonna dream bout that bag.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above - my entry on the 16th march&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what. mommy bought me the bag! today today! man, i love my mom. i was just dreaming bout the bag today. hahaha yay. so gonna get something very nice for mom for her bday. planning to get her a guess walllet. haha what more can i say? i love mom. (: oh yes, today mom text me during sch, "do well for your paper 2, remember to pray before the paper. good luck" hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;ch 8's showing some hilarious show now, haha its super funny. anyway, english paper today was okay. compre was a li'l diff thought, but oh well, its over alr. haha okay la, im very happy now. (: &lt;br /&gt;studied Bio &amp; ss today. im done w ss alr. joy much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v614/belle28/duckcrossing.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of a mother leading all her little kiddos. mom's are the greatest. and id be great next time cos id be a mom, too! haha but dad's are great too la. (: alright. till then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th&lt;br /&gt;ho school was fun today. new baby = sally ( SELL-LY) hahahaha. everyone thought it was real. hahaha anyway failed alegbra test. kinda expected tho. what to do, study harder. okay i just wanted to blog bout sally. alright then. gng study.  i hope blogger's working. bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is sally baby, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v614/belle28/25-04-06_1528.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and this's esp for bf sauyan,(i took it secretly, and im so sorry if its your bag, i just think mj's cute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v614/belle28/25-04-06_1449.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-114595158563489525?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/114595158563489525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=114595158563489525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114595158563489525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114595158563489525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/04/24th-i-didnt-get-bag-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-114588245991065891</id><published>2006-04-24T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T05:40:59.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;i didnt get the bag i want. i like that bag alotttt. 45$ im gonna start saving money when sch starts and when i reach my target, ill go buy that bag. its damn nice, i swear. shit when i sleep tonight im gonna dream bout that bag.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above - my entry on the 16th march&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what. mommy bought me the bag! today today! man, i love my mom. i was just dreaming bout the bag today. hahaha yay. so gonna get something very nice for mom for her bday. planning to get her a guess walllet. haha what more can i say? i love mom. (: oh yes, today mom text me during sch, "do well for your paper 2, remember to pray before the paper. good luck" hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;ch 8's showing some hilarious show now, haha its super funny. anyway, english paper today was okay. compre was a li'l diff thought, but oh well, its over alr. haha okay la, im very happy now. (: &lt;br /&gt;studied Bio &amp; ss today. im done w ss alr. joy much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v614/belle28/duckcrossing.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of a mother leading all her little kiddos. mom's are the greatest. and id be great next time cos id be a mom, too! haha but dad's are great too la. (: alright. till then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-114588245991065891?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/114588245991065891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=114588245991065891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114588245991065891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114588245991065891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-didnt-get-bag-i-want_24.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489846.post-114568377728249685</id><published>2006-04-21T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T22:44:32.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v614/belle28/peepingchildren.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't the kids just want you want to go awww? ultimate cuteness (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, 2.4 run today. finally over and done with. pretty satisfied cos at least i passed (: yay for cads+bridget, all passed. (:&lt;br /&gt;now its only the mids to be over and done with. can't wait la. okay gonna study SS now. i will come back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, smth funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: so isit get 1st position then will get prize?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what you'll prolly get from someone who hasnt taken PFT for almost 3 decades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a well of tears, a wall of pride.&lt;br /&gt;and all our love, for all the time. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46477968&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489846-114568377728249685?l=inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/feeds/114568377728249685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489846&amp;postID=114568377728249685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114568377728249685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489846/posts/default/114568377728249685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthebikinicloset.blogspot.com/2006/04/dont-kids-just-want-you-want-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>booyathisislame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
