<?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-7922568528026409661</id><updated>2011-07-31T15:40:58.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday's Fireworks</title><subtitle type='html'>BY YARNS</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>110</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-5756037315800596854</id><published>2010-06-13T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T19:14:41.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup!</title><content type='html'>Well well, I'm back :) So sorry I didn't put in efforts to update my blog again! Haha. Anyway, world cup has arriveddd! Kind of crazy because all of us stayed up till 5 am just to watch the World Cup. My days are  being quite nice to me so far. But I still can't clear certain things. No one seems to assure me on certain things. Guess I should just find out myself? I'm really tired of all these. Wonder why I'd waste my time staring and waiting for nuts. Like I always say, I want the ability to read minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, my fat sister had flew to Singapore! Having the time of her life there with her friends. Her boyfriend can't go with her, thats sad. I'm looking forward for my souvenirs! Ehem :D So we have left one more week of holidays before school reopens and thats when miserable nerding life goes on. We had a week of extra classes. On last Wednesday I went out with ma lovely girls. Seing, Elaine, Shi Lin, Dani and soon leaving me, Kay :( She'll be living in New York with her mom and finishing her high school there. So this is why I would try my best to spend the most time with her. Oh we watched Prince of Persia. It was goood, I swear! The smoking hot main actor thats what makes it better ;) and we had lunch at DELIcious. Yums. Had tons of fun. Thanks girls for making my life complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next up, Penang we go! Will be leaving on Wednesday and staying in Hard Rock hotel! First time baby, excited :) Heard comments and all are positive comments it seems! Haven't been going to Penang for quite sometime and I need good food! Anyhow, I still need to control. Just joined CelebrityFitness and looks like I need to lose quite a big amount of FATS. Thats not nice (N) and I am consistantly craving for desserts! cheese cakes and ice cream! My goal is to lose 5-7kgs in 5 months? I doubt that. Ok ok have faith in youself Mei. You can do it, find the willpower! Haha ok, up to here my post for today. Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-5756037315800596854?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/5756037315800596854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/06/world-cup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5756037315800596854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5756037315800596854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/06/world-cup.html' title='World Cup!'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-468999092391128251</id><published>2010-05-02T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T22:19:56.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st May</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Woah oh oh oh! They're telling me its beautiful!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES ITS BEAUTIFUL! I fell in love with TOKIO HOTEL! They're awesooome :) Had a great time in OU on saturday! Went there at 11.30am and had brunch with Daa at Old Town. Then went to Toys R Us to meet up with Mummy Jane, abang and Baby LUQMAN! He is so chubby and cuuuteee! His eyes are huge and he pose to the camera! Smart boy :) Then went up to Neway and booked a room then down to Arena foodcourt for lunch with the guys. Neway for 3 hours! I lost my voice but luckily it recovered just in time for the concert HEHE. There were a lot of bestarians! Ex bestarians too. So a bunch of ssb students hanged out together. Aida, Shauqi, Shaun, Shi Yong, Joey Ang, Wei Xian, Amirul, Iman, Natto, Aini, Anis, Jiasin, Chi Shun, Lily, Dzakwan, Harith, Wesley, Aimran and so on! Too many to list em down. But we had great fun really! Eventhough we were all sweaty, wet, sticky and SMELLY! Really did enjoy myself. After the concert, we headed to Alsafa for supper as most of us are hungry after the crazyy dancing&amp;amp;singing exercise. Oh yeah, during the concert we forgot to get mineral water before that so when we see anyone with mineral water, we started snatching it and yelling for it. We took it from Lily and Aini then the mineral water never came back to them. Haha poor thingz! That's it I guess. I hope there'll be more cool bands coming and we can do this again:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Take me there, Tom &amp;amp; Bill Kaulitz :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-468999092391128251?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/468999092391128251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/05/woah-oh-oh-oh-theyre-telling-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/468999092391128251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/468999092391128251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/05/woah-oh-oh-oh-theyre-telling-its.html' title='1st May'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-1093592854984749156</id><published>2010-04-30T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T16:53:20.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;HUMANOID is tomorrow :) Today is really short. School finished damn fast. Then mommy bought chicken rice for me YUMMY! Came home, took a nap and now lazing around. Don't know what to do! I'm so lazy to take shower. So lazy to exercise. (Hmm no wonder I'm a fat pig) Wow I guess tomorrow's schedule is fully planned! Going to be in OU at 11 or 12pm. Hang out and lunch with Mummy Jane, baby Luqman and abg. I hope she can really make it! Then join the girls at Neway. Gonna meet up with Shi Yong and all for dinner before the concert starts. Leaving at 11 something maybe and still have to go for cousin's bday! Sooo gonna be a tiring day. I shall take as much rest as I can tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EVERYONE IS GOING PHUTURE TONIGHT, WHERE DO I GO!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-1093592854984749156?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/1093592854984749156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-do-you-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/1093592854984749156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/1093592854984749156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-do-you-say.html' title='What do you say?'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-3227120773348579819</id><published>2010-04-26T22:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T22:51:15.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impian Morib</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fellow readers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm backz :O Had a busy weekend. Just got back from Motivation Camp! Got a lil motivated la maybe. The cool thing is, we actually did our school cheer with semangat! Like super duper bersemangat! So proud of ourselves. And not to forget, our cool group, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Peace No War! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We won best team award (BANGGA LA OF COURSE) We went for this blind fold game at night which is kind of the best activity, war dance which we have to compete with all the other 9 teams and some presentations. Had a great time! Despite the pissing-off moment. So yeah, that's about it. Oh and my sister is still not home yet, I'm gonna kill her! Gonna get her all bloody hehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's for you to decide;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-3227120773348579819?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/3227120773348579819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/04/impian-morib.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3227120773348579819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3227120773348579819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/04/impian-morib.html' title='Impian Morib'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-3393460666705097311</id><published>2010-04-21T16:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T19:16:18.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Left My Blog Abandoned Again!</title><content type='html'>HELLO LADIES AND GENTLEMEN:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha sorry, a little bit hyper-active :) Life has been going great lately! Birthday parties, shopping, eating and school! But science is going too far, I'm afraid I can't catch up! Mid Term is coming real soon. It feels like I just did my 1st monthly test yesterday? Hmm. Anyways, we celebrated Ze's birthday last weekend. And two weeks before we celebrated Ming's and Qi's birthday. Bought Qi a Topman shirt again. This time it says (a few girls name which got scribbled on) and lastly the current gf's name. I hope he wears it atleast once a week like the Patrick tee I bought for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, here comes Motivation Camp on this friday! Haven't been going for school trips with my bunch of crazy friends. Really miss the good old times. Ok, since myself is not allowing me to continue, I shall stop here. Will TRY really HARD to update soon. Cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-3393460666705097311?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/3393460666705097311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-left-my-blog-abandoned-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3393460666705097311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3393460666705097311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-left-my-blog-abandoned-again.html' title='I Left My Blog Abandoned Again!'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-6999013567114456882</id><published>2010-03-08T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T22:46:51.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tomorrow is my first monthly in Form 3 and I'm not prepared at all. Haven't started studying till just now. And I'm still thinking of something I shouldn't think of, right at this moment. Listening to the song the reminds me of you. I'm so useless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miserable at best.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-6999013567114456882?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/6999013567114456882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/03/sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/6999013567114456882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/6999013567114456882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/03/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-6769278423604083697</id><published>2010-02-25T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:20:10.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse me (smiley)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I NEED TO GO POO POO :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-6769278423604083697?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/6769278423604083697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/02/excuse-me-smiley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/6769278423604083697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/6769278423604083697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/02/excuse-me-smiley.html' title='Excuse me (smiley)'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-5706104139961249314</id><published>2010-02-23T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T18:08:12.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Televideophone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday to my two loved ones, Mommy and Aida Sofia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished Daa at twelve sharp yesterday and Yes, I was the first one! So proud of myself :) Didn't get to wish mom cos she was already asleep. Wished mom this morning and sang twice birthday song to Daa in class. I hope she had fun today! Sorry haven't got the time to get her a present. And I never get to figure out what to get my mom. Just spend her a bday dinner, that would be good I guess :) Going off soon for dinner at Pavi or Starhills most probably. Once again before it ends, Happy Chinese New Year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How could I ever stop missing you, but the gap between us two is way too huge. Can I make it through?&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/7922568528026409661-5706104139961249314?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/5706104139961249314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/02/televideophone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5706104139961249314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5706104139961249314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/02/televideophone.html' title='Televideophone'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-1750047105772692094</id><published>2010-02-11T12:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T13:00:42.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>102 Dalmations</title><content type='html'>Three words: I am HAPPY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pn Jannah just gave birth to her chubby baby boy. She texted me on Monday night and told me she delivered in that morning and she mms-ed a picture of her cute baby! Omg I swear he looks adorable! Too bad I can't find my phone cable to transfer the photo into the computer :( and Chinese New Year is this Sunday. Time flies baby, really can't believe it. I've waited for months for this week to come! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, something is now back into my mind. Its bothering me all day. Why must it be BACK. Sigh, confusion. Should I be happy or sad? When I wish to see it never comes out. But when I don't, it comes out immediately and scare the hell out of me. God give me a break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-1750047105772692094?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/1750047105772692094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/02/102-dalmations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/1750047105772692094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/1750047105772692094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/02/102-dalmations.html' title='102 Dalmations'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-7569703127595879374</id><published>2010-02-05T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:54:29.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut Up</title><content type='html'>Don't act like you meant the world to me. Don't think you are so good. Don't talk to me like that, I'm not whoever. So please think twice when you do something. I can be nice so let me stay nice ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-7569703127595879374?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/7569703127595879374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/02/shut-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/7569703127595879374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/7569703127595879374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/02/shut-up.html' title='Shut Up'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-3819752991688443413</id><published>2010-01-27T21:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T21:32:29.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happyy!</title><content type='html'>Happy 100th post! hahaha after so long, I know. Sorry to those who are so looking forward for my updates. Haha really can't find the mood to update my blog. I hardly online too. Just facebook for awhile and I'm off to finish up my homeworks. Form 3 is tough. I have tonnes of homeworks everyday and that's not nice :( I don't even have time to revise yet! Sejarah is going fast but I don't even understand. Bab 1 is already freaking long. God. Then Maths, its a disaster! But luckily my tuition teacher going very fast and far from what I'm learning in school now so I kind of less crack my brain. Anyways, I hope I can catch up with whatever teachers are teaching. I don't wanna have a hard time when PMR is near. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, CNY is around the corneerrr!! I'm sure you can tell that I'm EXCITED :D Yes indeed! My sister and I shopped like mad women! Approximately, three huge bags of dresses/ tops, a bag of bottoms and 5 pairs of shoes? I got a red pair of heels this time! Weeewoo. Got two new handbags too. I hope this year will be a great year and my PMR results with flying colors to make it a perfect year :) Everyone seems to be very happy and couldn't wait for CNY! My sister can't wait to wear the new clothes and so am I. I can't wait to party too! Good foods! So many wonderful stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another update. Our school annual Road Run just ended. Cemara got first. Sigh, why can't Kiara get first again! I'm losing hope. I'm a pessimist. Sorry Kiara but I really don't see any determination to win, people! By the way, I'm really proud of the guys in my batch. They did extremely well! Almost all of them got into Top 10 and some even broke the record? Congrats! Not forgetting the girls. We did well too okay! I got 7th, and mummy said 'Good job! Atleast you improved by one place!' Haha that's very nice, momma :)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's it for now. I'm kind of full to death now. I had two bowls of RICE. That's horrible. ZOMG. Imagine a girl who barely have her proper meal on time and today she suddenly stuffed two bowls of rice into her already small stomach. Expanding it again. I think I'm gonna die soon with my so unhealthy style of diet. God bless me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers people! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-3819752991688443413?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/3819752991688443413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/01/happyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3819752991688443413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3819752991688443413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2010/01/happyy.html' title='Happyy!'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-2140977676710633138</id><published>2009-12-11T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T13:46:58.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuckito</title><content type='html'>This is called 50 First Reactions. Type what comes to your mind FIRST whenever you see these 50 words. Don't think and don't go back and change. Doesn't matter how random it is, just type it!&lt;br /&gt;1. Beer: tiger, heineken, kilkenny&lt;br /&gt;2. Food: nice food&lt;br /&gt;3. Relationships: guys&lt;br /&gt;4. Your crush: a guy&lt;br /&gt;5. Power Rangers: lil kids&lt;br /&gt;6. Life: lifeless&lt;br /&gt;7. The President: dad&lt;br /&gt;8. Yummy: yums&lt;br /&gt;9. Cars: lamboghini&lt;br /&gt;10. Movies: cinemas&lt;br /&gt;11. Halloween: ghost,ugly&lt;br /&gt;12. Sex: hot &lt;br /&gt;13. Religion: racist &lt;br /&gt;14. Hate: bastard&lt;br /&gt;15. Fear: lizards&lt;br /&gt;16. Marriage: commitment&lt;br /&gt;17. Blondes: i love&lt;br /&gt;18. Slippers: black &lt;br /&gt;19. Shoes: i dont wear &lt;br /&gt;20. Asians: me &lt;br /&gt;21. Past time: no regrets&lt;br /&gt;22. One night stand: irresponsible&lt;br /&gt;23. My cell phone: touch screen and suck&lt;br /&gt;24. Smoke: tried it &lt;br /&gt;25. Fantasy: no fantasy&lt;br /&gt;26. College: sunway&lt;br /&gt;27. High school life: doing fine  &lt;br /&gt;28. Pyjamas: boxers&lt;br /&gt;29. Stars: shiny&lt;br /&gt;30. Center: middle&lt;br /&gt;31. Alcohol: drunk&lt;br /&gt;32. The word love: need trust&lt;br /&gt;33. Friends: good &lt;br /&gt;34. Money: need lots!&lt;br /&gt;35. Heartache: guys&lt;br /&gt;36. Time: flies&lt;br /&gt;37. Divorce: hard&lt;br /&gt;38. Dogs: puppies&lt;br /&gt;39. Undies: not nice&lt;br /&gt;40. Parents: nag&lt;br /&gt;41. Babies: mine!&lt;br /&gt;42. Ex: none&lt;br /&gt;43. Song: hot chick&lt;br /&gt;44. Color: blonde&lt;br /&gt;45. Weddings: gowns!&lt;br /&gt;46. Pizza: pepperoni&lt;br /&gt;47. Hangout: shoppinggggggg&lt;br /&gt;48. Rest: sleep&lt;br /&gt;49. Goal: football&lt;br /&gt;50. Inspiration: books&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-2140977676710633138?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/2140977676710633138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/12/tuckito.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2140977676710633138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2140977676710633138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/12/tuckito.html' title='Tuckito'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-8001261820884188662</id><published>2009-12-07T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T15:42:19.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ops</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HELLO?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe I'm back! (again, ops) sorry la, I am really really very lazy to blog nowadays. Can't find any interesting issues to update. Well, I do have a few but I don't think I'll be able to describe it here because it is definitely very private and.. complicated. The first issue is, I think I kind of have good feeling for someone. GOOD FEELING, thats it. This person is definitely NOT the right person to fall in love with. Very awkward and weird indeed. Though I have to admit he's hot, stylish and whole lot of cool stuffs about him. Then, there's always a 'but'. I just can't face this fact. The fact that he is........ Sigh. Right at this moment, I really wish I could stop thinking for just a while. My brain is not working rationally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second issue:&lt;br /&gt;I am upset. Simply just upset. Expectations from people around me that I clearly do not meet. Yea, I'm really SLOW. Slow in terms of physically and mentally. I don't mind taking straight forward advises from others and I'm trying really hard NOT to be sad after listening to their advises. Their comments about my weakness. I am trying my best to change and to learn. Yet they kept comparing me with others. I know I can't be the BEST. I'm not even close to best. I know telling me my weakness are for my own benefits but you don't have to repeat it every 2 minutes. I'll do my level best to improve and if I'm slow, then don't come to me and ask me to do stuffs when you think that I'll be too slow to complete it. If you think my help won't make any difference then don't come to me. Like they said, Im still very far from the 'good' level. So stop bugging me about things you think I'm incapable of doing. I'm sorry I don't have sikap keterbukaan. Give me a break. I need some time to cool down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-8001261820884188662?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/8001261820884188662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/12/ops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/8001261820884188662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/8001261820884188662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/12/ops.html' title='Ops'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-7809953815986610405</id><published>2009-11-14T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T19:59:04.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sapa buat crime?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DO IT THE HARDCORE WAY :)&lt;/em&gt;&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/7922568528026409661-7809953815986610405?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/7809953815986610405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/11/sapa-buat-crime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/7809953815986610405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/7809953815986610405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/11/sapa-buat-crime.html' title='Sapa buat crime?'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-1615722516264753674</id><published>2009-11-07T16:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T16:10:58.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bank</title><content type='html'>Sorry for leaving my blog abandoned. IM BACK! to blog after almost a month I didn't update. It was a long long month I'm telling you. Storing as much knowledge as my brain can hold. So finally, exam is over and I'm free! Things that I'm looking forward to right now is the long holidays, shopping, movies and results? Nah lets not talk about that right now. So anyway, I think I'm gonna do so many things when I get the chance to go out to the mall. Especially when holidays start. Get manicure, more and more shopping, a piercing on somewhere ;) (MAYBE). Yeah that's the only thing I'm excited about. But I'm afraid I can't bear the pain! Man. It's okay. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Jennifer's body is out! So is Time Traveller's Wife! and Poker King! Heeheee I shall call the girls soon :) tooodaah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-1615722516264753674?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/1615722516264753674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/11/bank.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/1615722516264753674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/1615722516264753674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/11/bank.html' title='The Bank'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-1476475066364269220</id><published>2009-10-17T10:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T10:32:09.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thousand of Nights</title><content type='html'>I removed this picture as my wallpaper because I don't wanna look at it every night before I could go to bed. I need to quit this habit of thinking about you every day and night. Its hurtful, its torturing. Though I still don't know when I'll stop loving you. Maybe I already did, but your picture in my head just won't fade away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks for giving me the best year of 200* that others can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; give me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-1476475066364269220?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/1476475066364269220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/10/thousand-of-nights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/1476475066364269220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/1476475066364269220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/10/thousand-of-nights.html' title='A Thousand of Nights'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-2511008980271988097</id><published>2009-10-13T11:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T11:48:19.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deli</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So yesterday was a super good day. Grace finally went out with us after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; long long. I was so happy. :) After gathering everyone, we went to get our tickets for Sorority Row. My movie!! So my type &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weh&lt;/span&gt;. Then we went window shopping. Here comes the best part, Grace and I both have the 25 bucks voucher at F3. So we decided to go in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Topshop&lt;/span&gt; and check out things that worth 25 bucks. We saw undies and decided to get the same ones. Gracie chose the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wonderwoman&lt;/span&gt; and I chose a Danger Mouse. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hahahha&lt;/span&gt;. 2 undies for RM16.60 :) the other girls to U-bowl first while we get our undies. So the results was, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jeja&lt;/span&gt; got first, then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Daa&lt;/span&gt;, then me, comes Dani, and lastly Gracie :) She scored 9! That's a good start :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we also had Delicious for lunch! I had my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Caesar&lt;/span&gt; salad again but with chicken this time. The bowling part was just to kill time and then we headed for our movie. Grace sat next to me and I told her, "Gracie, lets try not to cover our eyes with our hands this time. I wanna try" She said OK and she looked really steady and brave. (wow) After the first girl was killed, both of us started guessing if its a ghost movie or a psycho movie. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, that went on for quite awhile. Then we saw this man in black started killing, yes that clears our question marks. I was so tired of being scared and frightened, I kept on leaning on Gracie's shoulder, trying to fall asleep. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;AIYO&lt;/span&gt; WHAT THE HECK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;After the movie, we walked around and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jejas&lt;/span&gt; went home first :( Then Dani and us. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Jeja&lt;/span&gt; was being so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hyper&lt;/span&gt; yesterday I can tell which I love people like her. and Dani too! She just you know, herself. So talkative and crazy :) and I miss you already &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Daaaaniiiii&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Daa&lt;/span&gt; was a little quite yesterday, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know why. Gracie was fully entertained by me so I'm sure she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; wasn't bored. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THETA PI MUST DIE!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-2511008980271988097?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/2511008980271988097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/10/deli.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2511008980271988097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2511008980271988097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/10/deli.html' title='Deli'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-4454857551896303766</id><published>2009-10-09T23:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T23:39:33.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skipping</title><content type='html'>Good evening, bitch and bastard :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored but sleepy. Hehe I slept at 3 something in the morning yesterday because I went pick up my sister and Yolks from the airport. They just got back from HK. They said it was a hell of a trip. For sure, Fatty shopped like craaaazzzayyy! Two of her luggages are full of nice clothes! She bought a bag and few pairs of shoes and bags of clothes. She even met some HK celebs. Cool stuff :) Glad she's home. I miss her, I have to admit. Oh she bought me a shirt too! Checkered. PURPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she bought this really nice Ferrero which you can't find it here in Malaysia I guess. Since I've never seen it anywhere yet. Its really addictive! She gave me a box of four that Ferrero and I finished it within a few minutes. And now I don't know where to get those chocolates :( There's a mushroom toy in my room! On my mirror, its blue! To conclude, she spent all Yolks' money. HAHA, poor thing la yolks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yolks joined us for dinner and we had Thai food again today at Pav. Then we shopped a lil. It was nice hanging out with just me and Fatty. Let's just put a smile on my face and enjoy my another one or two years with my closest sister before she marries and she's no longer in the family. Its not that she's not a part of the family but she'll be conquered by the husband. Only with her husband's permission, she could come back to her very own home. Her husband and children will always come first then her beloved sisters and parents. I'm sure she'll have less time to entertain me and even talks me. This is why when everytime we talk about her marriage, I would either act deaf or start crying. I get very crybaby at this issue. Just when we talk about her, leaving or when I felt like she treats her boyfriend so much better than to me, my tears start flowing. I think I've gone a little crazy with my sister. I need to go for psychologist. HEELLPPP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-4454857551896303766?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/4454857551896303766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/10/skipping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4454857551896303766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4454857551896303766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/10/skipping.html' title='Skipping'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-7052056155236997044</id><published>2009-10-08T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T22:15:22.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MR. A</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STOP THINKIIIING! Be patient and wait till the day comes and you can get what you want to know. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DONT BE CRAZYYYYYY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-7052056155236997044?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/7052056155236997044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/10/mr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/7052056155236997044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/7052056155236997044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/10/mr.html' title='MR. A'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-2339056077459915295</id><published>2009-10-07T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T18:12:27.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beef Rendang &amp; Sweats</title><content type='html'>HOOO! I just fnished playing badminton with dad, sweats flowing out like waterfall. Oh today is funny :P We had KH for last period and Madam NG (i finally know her name because we never greet her before) was wearing a funny shirt, some sort of kindergarten shirt haha. When she stepped in the class I was so panicked yet laughing and asking Daa and Grace what is her name so in the end, she said 'Good Afternoon' that made my life so much easier. HEHE and we replied 'Good afternoon mrs.. t.eeacche..rr..' Then we saw her shirt. Nat started laughing and I pulak laughed. And here comes Gracie and Daa. I tried look at her shirt for quite a few times but never get to figure out what it was written on it. For your info, the text was printed right where her boobs are. After awhile, she came towards me to mark my book and of course, it was the best time to check out the text on her shirt. Then suddenly, "Are you trying to see what is written on my shirt?" Right at the instant *KANTOIIII* The three monsters at the back sure laughing their butts off. Haha. Crazy laaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY for Jan is moving to somewhere near my place (keep your fingers crossed) hehe and good luck with Mike Chadway :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-2339056077459915295?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/2339056077459915295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/10/beef-rendang-sweats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2339056077459915295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2339056077459915295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/10/beef-rendang-sweats.html' title='Beef Rendang &amp; Sweats'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-5342494451258232907</id><published>2009-10-06T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:46:29.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enthusiastic</title><content type='html'>Final is getting nearer. I kind of started studying. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aiyooo&lt;/span&gt;, why time has to pass so quickly. Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;, Fatty is at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HK&lt;/span&gt; with her boyfriend now. I miss her but miss the souvenirs even more :D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! I know I'm a bad sister. School's been good. Like any other school days. But just with more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;craziness&lt;/span&gt;. As long as we have someone there, our day is brightened. :) Oh I miss cheer, again. I'm so much fatter after cheer ended. Sigh. One more year to get my ass back on cheer. ONE YEAR. Picture that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-5342494451258232907?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/5342494451258232907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/10/enthusiastic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5342494451258232907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5342494451258232907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/10/enthusiastic.html' title='Enthusiastic'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-2966312096170263755</id><published>2009-10-06T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:36:39.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy Ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy 14th Birthday, SEING SEING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;May all your wishes come true, stay strong, pretty and healthy. May you get good grades for exams, God bless you! You're always the best! Most of all, I love you till the end of time! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-2966312096170263755?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/2966312096170263755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/10/sexy-ass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2966312096170263755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2966312096170263755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/10/sexy-ass.html' title='Sexy Ass'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-7429414154560854794</id><published>2009-10-02T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:43:49.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>My heart was pounding unstoppably fast. I felt like it was gonna fall off. I don't know how to describe the way I felt when I caught a glimpse of your shadow, the figure and the smell. The scent that comes only from your body. Did you even bother to ask yourself who was that person that looked kind of familiar but you never remember who it was? I doubt it. Maybe two words could describe the situation I'm hanging in now, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lifeless and breathless&lt;/span&gt;. If there's anything that could erase all the memories I have in my mind, NOW I'd like you to clear them off my mind. I've had enough of all these. Im tired, I'm sad. It's been 2 years or more now. I don't wanna sleep through the pain every single night I thought of you. Everytime I see something that might relate to you. Every little thing. It gives me a heart attack. Now my tears are rolling down the cheeks. How can the tears ever gonna stop coming because of you. Yeah, I haven't spoken to you for almost a year or two now. And I don't know what the hell on earth that still keeps me hanging. I need some rest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-7429414154560854794?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/7429414154560854794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/10/you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/7429414154560854794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/7429414154560854794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/10/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-3268911041740497232</id><published>2009-09-30T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:20:35.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Can you &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;meet me halfway&lt;/span&gt;, right at the borderline? That's where I'm gonna &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wait&lt;/span&gt;, for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-3268911041740497232?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/3268911041740497232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/down-town.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3268911041740497232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3268911041740497232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/down-town.html' title='Down Town'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-7555340043277040428</id><published>2009-09-29T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T18:36:03.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotstuff</title><content type='html'>WOOT WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;What a busy week, last week. I been to two houses last week for raya. Yes, Jan John's and Daa's open house. Daa got back from Singapore on Saturday night and aunty invited us over for my cousin's belated birthday party. I had rice! Ok, that was already, half broke diet. Then I reached Daa's house at around 9.30pm? Without having a chance to gasp for air, Aunty Liza told me to try on her red kebaya. HAHA dah la I kept on telling Daa that I can't never fit in the kebaya and I was so tired after quickly pack my clothes and rushing to come over her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A night with me and my loud voice will definitely keep you awake. I did kept Daa awake till 3.30am. Then I got sleepy. HEHE. Told you I will get hyped up once it has passed 1am! I did so many crazy unimaginable stuffs. We texted Snickers at 3am. Replied his message actually. But then guess he fell asleep. Then at 5.55am! I was half awake and kind of heard sound. Daa was talking! You can't never picture the situation, it was scary! I freaked out. I thought Daa sleep-talks. I wanted to wake her up or something but I don't dare. After awhile, she stopped talking and I heard her flipped close her phone. DAMN! SHE WAS TALKING ON THE PHONE! She scared the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I woke up at 8 something and get ready to go Jan's for breakfast while Daa went to Hanis's house. I had one ketupat and some rendang. Pineapples can't never be missed :) Then I headed back to Daa's. Elaine was there already! She looked pretty. Half an hour later, everyone else came. I met Jeja and Neesa. Neesa doesn't look really like Nat though. Haha. Daa's soto sticky rice is DAAAMN NICE. The rendang too! From S'pore :P After lunch, you know what's next. Camwhore session laaaa what else. Fuh, it was a great yet tiring day. I walked home at 4 and sister asked to play badminton right when I reached my doorstep. Burnt calories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun in the past one week :) thanks girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-7555340043277040428?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/7555340043277040428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/hotstuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/7555340043277040428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/7555340043277040428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/hotstuff.html' title='Hotstuff'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-4060113274200446080</id><published>2009-09-25T22:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T22:31:51.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoho</title><content type='html'>Today is a good day :) Jan and I watched The Ugly Truth. God, so many crybaby movies. THANK GOD, I didn't cry. Like what Jan said, we were so prepared to cry unstoppably but the touching parts are short so, didn't had enough time to get the tears coming. So yeah, the message was shocking but yet I didn't like it because the message made my soon to be wife 'you spin my head right round right round'. Yeah that's why. So sweetheart, if your Mike Chadway tells you he's still into you, don't look back. He's who he is. The 'sex maniac' hahaha, so stick with your very own Colin. OK? :) Update me with more messages. I love you too, my lover &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Colin is hot, by the way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-4060113274200446080?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/4060113274200446080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/hoho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4060113274200446080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4060113274200446080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/hoho.html' title='Hoho'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-4996592095344366658</id><published>2009-09-24T15:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T15:36:49.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhythm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;WOOOHOOO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who's the rockstar out there!&lt;br /&gt;HEHE, help me for I've gone insane :) Our whole family went for karaoke at Neway in OU yesterday night. Yes that includes the two little ones and never forget my parents that hardly get out to occasions that you have to scream your lungs out! Our room for sure produced the loudest sound. In combination of all our voices. Our yellings and screamings sure made the crowd go, WOOHOO :) Fatty ordered a towel of beer and food. After 4 cups of beer, Paul was drunk! (LOUSY LA) Then Dad got high and start dancing and shuffling! OMG, yesterday night was a good night :) Oh and we sang I Gotta Feeling. I yelled my favourite part! People who heard me shouting that  random lyrics before, they should know how crazy I sounded. Right Daa? HEHEHEH. So we sang till 2am and decided to ask for bill. We were forced to :( I was too hyped up till I didn't even wanna leave the room! How crazy. Apparently, I had tons of fun. More fun to come baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-4996592095344366658?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/4996592095344366658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/rhythm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4996592095344366658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4996592095344366658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/rhythm.html' title='Rhythm'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-1961513229131162133</id><published>2009-09-22T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:23:06.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HEYHO! I just got back from Pangkor Island. It wasn't as nice compared to the first time I went there. The resort we stayed in were kind of suckish. So creepy. Thank God I didn't hear or see the supernaturals. haha! We went for a boat trip and some went for a swim in the sea. The little ones went on the banana boat! Whatever you call it. I didn't  go cos I don't wanna get wet. I know, so sissy. I ate alot, again. Rice almost everyday. Atleast I was conscious enough to skip breakfast. HEHE. Oh! I saw Elaine and Nich too :) We coincidentally met each other for a few times. I was practically having homesick the first night in Pangkor. I couldn't sleep well :'( So glad I'm back home. Ok, I shall update some photos soon. By the way, I drove just now! With my sister's guidance of course. Weee and she said I'm goooooood :) (so proud la weyyyy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Selamat Hari Rayaaaaa! I can't wait for open houses :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-1961513229131162133?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/1961513229131162133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/beach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/1961513229131162133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/1961513229131162133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/beach.html' title='Beach'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-456253439562777934</id><published>2009-09-17T18:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T19:09:30.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Director</title><content type='html'>There's so many fish in the sea. Why not some other fish? I gave your numerous advices but none seems to get in your ears. Think twice before you even do something you think that's nothing but a joke. YOU, better watch your mouth. Make sure it goes right into your goddamn brain, filter the words before you even spit em out. If something you told others it was a JOKE, but yet deep down in your heart, you really wanna own her, then you should announce it to the entire world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-456253439562777934?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/456253439562777934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/director.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/456253439562777934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/456253439562777934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/director.html' title='Director'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-6170391962926925802</id><published>2009-09-17T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T18:50:15.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giggles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;What, Why? NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above line of words are from Aida Sofia. We imagined how mean, evil and bad she'll treat her kids years later. HAHAH! And then when the kids' mom got hyper, they're gonna get terribly disturbed by the mom. For example, like ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One particular flashback:&lt;br /&gt;Civic class*&lt;br /&gt;-I was giving 110% concentration, trying to get every word that came out from Pn. Nadia's mouth. Then a lil innocent girl, was trying to distract me! I was writing the pantun teacher told us to copy down. She was flipping my correction tape, pushing it back and forth and playing with my pen, throwing it near me. So I took everything, put it back into my pencil case and push it far far away from her hands. It was unreachable. BUT, unfortunately I was holding a pen in my hand. So what else? She violently snatched the pen from my hand and she scares me! You violent little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRRR&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/7922568528026409661-6170391962926925802?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/6170391962926925802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/giggles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/6170391962926925802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/6170391962926925802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/giggles.html' title='Giggles'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-3245943908406647155</id><published>2009-09-15T16:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T17:14:06.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irreplaceable Bestfriend</title><content type='html'>I was suppose to type, "IMA KILL YOU AIDA SOFIA!" but now i changed my mind. I should type,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Go on with your hyperness. I like it :P So I can conteng your book more often!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm not even 1% annoyed :P I can't wait for Genting, alahaaaaiiii. No. 2+3+2, betul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*Some flashbacks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mei was doing her work on Daa's table together with Daa. Daa was being crazy so she pushed Mei's book and she terconteng her own book -.-&lt;br /&gt;-Mei was doing Sejarah notes. Daa was shaking the table and being crazy again. So Mei's book fell to the ground :(&lt;br /&gt;-Mei was taking revenge on Daa, trying to conteng her book with her ruler that has some ink on it. But then SOMEONE shouted and told teacher that Mei BULLY her. Pandai kau! Still, I'm proud to say, there's a purple line in Daa's book!!&lt;br /&gt;-Someone and Someone were quarreling then Mei was doing sign language but Daa doesn't seemed to understand and did the super blur face :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I still like being around you eventhough you get out of control sometimes :P no, most of the time :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&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/7922568528026409661-3245943908406647155?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/3245943908406647155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/irreplaceable-bestfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3245943908406647155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3245943908406647155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/irreplaceable-bestfriend.html' title='Irreplaceable Bestfriend'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-4531606154655342342</id><published>2009-09-14T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T18:23:52.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kebaya</title><content type='html'>It was never my intention to bring misery in you. I just want you to live life with no lies revolving. And I said this a thousand of times, you made the right decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Oh daa, I still love you :) I hope you know that &lt;3 we kick ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-4531606154655342342?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/4531606154655342342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/kebaya.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4531606154655342342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4531606154655342342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/kebaya.html' title='Kebaya'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-664786727625010410</id><published>2009-09-13T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:00:59.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cotton On</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOP-A-LOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I went shopping with mom and my maid. The purpose of getting out of the house today is because my maid wanted to get her stuff since she hasn't being going out for months. But the day ended up with me buying bags of clothes. Everyone woke up at 12pm today (thats my highest record man) Then we went to Pav while Mei Teng and Mei Ling went OU for bowling with uncle. I got my sandals! Thanks to Mom's convincing comments. I didn't eat much today cos I was too busy going into shops. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-664786727625010410?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/664786727625010410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/cotton-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/664786727625010410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/664786727625010410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/cotton-on.html' title='Cotton On'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-7568176822754399412</id><published>2009-09-13T02:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T02:58:32.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waterfall</title><content type='html'>I really need some shopping. I am dying for new clothes and my sandals! New dresses and shirts. Shorts too please? I just don't know where to get 'em. I ate too much just now and my stomach is not well. DAMN CRACK ASS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-7568176822754399412?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/7568176822754399412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/waterfall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/7568176822754399412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/7568176822754399412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/waterfall.html' title='Waterfall'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-2987577626992767980</id><published>2009-09-13T02:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T02:51:59.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wind, Clouds, Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Its 2.30am now and I'm not really sure what's on my mind. But just one person, you. I've always hope to bang into you but I never did. I've always wanted to text you, but I won't have the guts to hit the send button. I've always wonder if I could turn back time, but I know its silly. I've always wanted to get older so I'd be closer to you, but if I'm older then it'll be a different story. And so one thing I do every night, I listen to the songs that reminds me of you. &lt;em&gt;Cause I’ve been waiting for you for so long, for so long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember Me As A Time of Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-2987577626992767980?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/2987577626992767980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/wind-clouds-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2987577626992767980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2987577626992767980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/wind-clouds-rain.html' title='Wind, Clouds, Rain'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-3185626081266397171</id><published>2009-09-09T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:16:25.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Pray</title><content type='html'>So sorry for your loss, my darling. I hope you're feeling better now. I know its unacceptable now but like what you said, maybe its time. Take really good care of yourself and also take care of Najib and Balqis. Aunty needs your support and all your friends will be here too, standing right beside you. I love you Nab.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-3185626081266397171?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/3185626081266397171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-pray.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3185626081266397171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3185626081266397171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-pray.html' title='I Pray'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-5490312960219531534</id><published>2009-09-08T17:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T17:23:34.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Get A Life, Bastard. What gets worse day after day? Your ANNOYING &amp;amp; INTOLERANT attitude. You are simply brainless with your censored words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Jangan nak mengada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-5490312960219531534?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/5490312960219531534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5490312960219531534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5490312960219531534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/shit.html' title='SHIT'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-7462697218773920094</id><published>2009-09-07T20:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:15:37.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies' Day</title><content type='html'>Dad went for fishing early this morning at 5am. I woke up at 10am (I know I'm a pig) then went out for Thai massage at BSD around 1pm. OMG that was so painful I tell you. That woman freakin cracked my bones! I could hear the cracking sound every 5 seconds. Then she pitched my arms, fat arms and my legs. Maybe I'm just not healthy thats why my body aches now. Oh she massaged my hands and I paid full attention for some reasons while she doing massaging my hands. I was thinking about someone (Daa tell me you love me if you're reading this) I kind of remembered whatever she did to my hand so baby, your hands are all mine tomorrow! Anyway, then Mom and I wanted to go for facial but Mom forgot to tell the person that we're booking for TWO. So there's only a place left. Bloody hell. Then I suggested to go OU. I bought pineapple tarts people! Don't know if it's as nice as the one Jan bought but I hope it'll be. Then I bought my contact lens and had nasi lemak with rendang for dinner! At 6pm -.- Haven't been taking dinner so early after I officially OFF diet. So today's activity is practically just me and my mom. I enjoyed today, thanks momma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School tomorrow :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-7462697218773920094?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/7462697218773920094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/ladies-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/7462697218773920094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/7462697218773920094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/ladies-day.html' title='Ladies&apos; Day'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-4659769309911596865</id><published>2009-09-06T12:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T12:51:28.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuckles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;GOOD MORNING, PUKES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I sure enjoyed yesterday night. I THREW UP. What the hell, after so long, living a healthy life, not getting fever, no vommiting and stomach ache. It came back. I vommited at 12 something in the midnight due to some reasons. I took something and I was breathless. The 'something' was stucked in my throat and I was rubbing my neck hoping that I will burp out some gases but I guess that was just stupid. So after I vommited, my stomach was so empty! I had chicken rice at Paul's restaurant for dinner and everything came out. Meanwhile, I was watching a horror movie. Please picture the situation of me suffering from the restless puking and curling up into a ball, covering my eyes with my hands leaving a little gap between my fingers because I was bloody scared. I was so hungry and I had sorethroat right after the puking. Luckily my sister was around and she KIND OF helped me out. She told me to drink a glass of water with lemon. I felt better and I ate, at 2am! Just some Apollo(s) :) Then we watched tv till 4am while waiting for everyone else to come back. I feel so much better now. But it was such a good experience, I LIKE! (what caused my vommit) First timer, babeh. You can't imagine :P Today is Sunday! So fast. I think I'm going for Thai food later with everyone in the house. I eat alot for the past one month and so, I gained weight. I think I should go for Final Destination 4. Oh NO! I think I'm watching a horror movie later.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I GOOTTAA FEEELING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love Nat's second latest post :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-4659769309911596865?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/4659769309911596865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/chuckles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4659769309911596865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4659769309911596865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/chuckles.html' title='Chuckles'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-2415477492915743968</id><published>2009-09-04T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T16:10:54.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aimran Inspired Me</title><content type='html'>Since yesterday, Jun Rui and I had been saying &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"WHY YOU SO OBSESSED WITH ME?"&lt;/span&gt; to each other the whole time till today hehe :) Especially when we were in the AVA Room. Oh during mandarin lesson today, Aimran said something really funny and the class sure went crazy with the hysterical laughters. Nat, Daa and I gone wild! (as usual) and Natto brought her camera to school and snapped pictures of us. (there's a picture of me that looked like someone SPECIAL) Weekend is here AGAIN! So fast. I shall catch some movies with Fatty and everyone else. Final Destination 4, it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;LEAVE MY FRIENDS ALONE!&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Don't put the blame on others when it's obviously you to blame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-2415477492915743968?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/2415477492915743968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/aimran-inspired-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2415477492915743968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2415477492915743968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/aimran-inspired-me.html' title='Aimran Inspired Me'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-138085517983072391</id><published>2009-09-03T21:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:36:12.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Digital</title><content type='html'>My classmate vomitted in the class today. He was really sick after lunch and put his arms on the table and slept on it. His other friend was also not feeling well. We were having Science. 15 minutes after the lesson started, there's an unpleasant smell spreading in the whole classroom. I told Seing about it. Then just few seconds after I told her, my friend vomitted. The &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'green juice'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went UPWARDS and down to the floor. Everyone ran out of the class that instant. I swear it was so disgusting and I was about to throw up too! Poor thing, the cleaner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-138085517983072391?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/138085517983072391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/digital.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/138085517983072391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/138085517983072391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/digital.html' title='Digital'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-4751239079485693252</id><published>2009-09-02T17:23:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T19:31:20.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorrows</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;TRUST&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When we don't have trust in people around us, thats where arguments and misunderstandings begin. People might tend to do stuffs to decode whats in OUR mind and have thoughts which bring them to the negative side. You have to utterly understand certain things to get the answer to your question than be paranoid and do something regardless of other people's feelings. In the end, they'll be the ones who gets the pain. &lt;/span&gt;There's many other ways you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;"I think its time I should get back the oranges I used to buy in that market. These oranges are just so rotten and bitter already. Those are sweetest."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If that's what playa(s) do, then you should totally get out of here. Cos this is not the right place for you&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-4751239079485693252?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/4751239079485693252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/sorrows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4751239079485693252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4751239079485693252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/sorrows.html' title='Sorrows'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-1457225801456175224</id><published>2009-09-01T19:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T19:58:13.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mean Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Netball club&lt;/span&gt; with Ezzy!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Someone cried when Nat left for &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Kari&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Quoted by &lt;em&gt;Grace Tan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go dig your ear, sweetie!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In translation:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nat broke up with Ezzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Someone cried when Nat left for Korea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, that's how everything started with today. Aida, Grace, Nat and I were so crazy and wild then we went so psycho and insane. Then Daa started "thinking about stuffs" and storied us. Technically just me and Nat, Grace went elsewhere (we all should know where she went :P) So, we were talking and laughing. Grace told me something about our friend and it sounded really absurb. I mean, how can this internal naturally growing shiznit can STOP growing with just a little minor external compression? It won't even hurt much I guess and it will cause your shiznit to stop getting bigger? HEHEH that's so funny! But according to Daa, Nat has the opposite case. Hers will never stop growing. The more compressions, the better :P Because when something compresses it, it bounces off the surface and gets bigger. Its the springy type! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I like, Natto ;) However, Nat still laughed and said IM OPEN! Daa said, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know I'm mean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-1457225801456175224?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/1457225801456175224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/mean-angel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/1457225801456175224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/1457225801456175224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/mean-angel.html' title='A Mean Angel'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-3367353847689559649</id><published>2009-09-01T17:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T19:16:08.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sp0Wbh066bI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sHq8QeYncOM/s1600-h/IMG_0457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376478192342854066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sp0Wbh066bI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sHq8QeYncOM/s320/IMG_0457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sp0QIv2_BNI/AAAAAAAAAFE/THcPCr2zHVg/s1600-h/IMG_0427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376471272622326994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sp0QIv2_BNI/AAAAAAAAAFE/THcPCr2zHVg/s320/IMG_0427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SpzveQN5BqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/EBHykIZ7SCE/s1600-h/IMG_0329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376435358201874082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SpzveQN5BqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/EBHykIZ7SCE/s320/IMG_0329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SAWADIKAAB!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm back from Thailand, baby! My first visit in Thailand :) It was great I have to say! I was there for 3 days. People there are nice and I saw man-turned-into-woman (HEHEH) but it was really torturing sitting in the car from hmm 8am-6pm? We reached the hotel at around 7pm but Thai's time is one hour earlier. So 6pm then we went up to freshen up and went for dinner. We had TOMYAMMM SOUP! Now I've finally tasted the original tomyam soup. Oh and I rode on the TUT-TUT taxi! My sisters, cousins and I were so annoying and kept bugging our parents so we can ride on the tut-tut. It's so cute! The tut-tut cars were everywhere. The 2nd day, we were to have seafood. Sotongs, tomyam soup AGAIN, crabs, fish and everything nice. After that, we were to where I've been wanting to go for so long. The pasar apung! It's so cool, and filled with food and so packed. At night, we were so bored and full so we decided to go for foot massage. OH EM GEE, two words: THE BEST! It was so ticklish but fun. My cousins were laughing and moving here and there. My feet felt so light and soft after the massage. They even massaged our body and hands, briefly la. So the next day, we pack up and headed back to Malaysia. In spite of the butt cramps along the way to Thailand in the car, I had alot of fun :) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Koponkha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-3367353847689559649?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/3367353847689559649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/thailand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3367353847689559649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3367353847689559649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/09/thailand.html' title='Thailand'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sp0Wbh066bI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sHq8QeYncOM/s72-c/IMG_0457.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-8050039945804002185</id><published>2009-08-26T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T19:34:38.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gardens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image.examiner.com/images/blog/wysiwyg/image/the_orphan_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 407px; height: 604px;" src="http://image.examiner.com/images/blog/wysiwyg/image/the_orphan_poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So far the best psycho movie :) I'm going to be a psycho path soon! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I went Mid Valley with dad, mom, fatty and Paul. We decided to have Subway. I had my Italian BMT! Damn nice, I'm still feeling it in my tummy! Dad, mom and Paul went to watch G.I.Joe while fatty and I went for the Orphan. I bet Orphan is way better! The movie lasted for 2 hours or more. We were so scared but was also laughing cause some scenes were just so stupid (HEHE)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's about it :) shall update soon about the coming soon movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-8050039945804002185?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/8050039945804002185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/gardens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/8050039945804002185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/8050039945804002185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/gardens.html' title='Gardens'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-3511563355638137600</id><published>2009-08-25T12:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T13:44:58.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Gotta Feeling</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Chad Michael Murray's 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday! So was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sanuja's&lt;/span&gt;. Happy Birthday! Chad is so old now, but he still looks hot! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; Oh my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OTH&lt;/span&gt; is still not finish downloading -.- so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;whatthehell&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I went out with Dani, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Daa&lt;/span&gt; and Kay yesterday to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OU&lt;/span&gt;. We hanged out at Dani's house then we headed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;OU&lt;/span&gt; at around 2pm. We bought tickets for the Proposal at 4.20pm then we were so bored and got nothing to do. (so surprising we didn't do any shopping at all, YES! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;) Then we decided to watch something in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;TGV&lt;/span&gt; to kill time. So Dani and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Daa&lt;/span&gt; bought tickets for Aliens in the Attic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; guy on the left is hot! But Kay said the guy on the right is hotter (No, he's not! He's just quite cute which doesn't contains any hotness) It was okay I guess. AND YES DANI, I didn't CRY. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 407px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://cdn.buzznet.com/media/jjr/headlines/2009/05/ashley-tisdale-aliens-attic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, we ran straight to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;GSC&lt;/span&gt; and catch our next movie. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;HAAHHA&lt;/span&gt;, the timing was just right. We stepped into the theatre and the advertisements started playing. Good job girls :P &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; I swear it's a good movie! So fun but sad. Sandra Bullock is so hot? and Andrew has a super hot body, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;YAWWW&lt;/span&gt;! OK, I know I cried throughout the movie but I can't help it right. It's so touching! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;alread&lt;/span&gt; started crying when Margaret was confessing in the boat with Andrew. Then all the way till the movie ended. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;HEHE&lt;/span&gt; :) This is currently the best movie I ever watched. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 469px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/showbiz/images/attachement/jpg/site1/20090622/0023ae606f170ba96a0906.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the movie finished at 6pm. Then we went down at LG for New York New York Deli :) I had my ULTRA CHEESY nachos and the cheesy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;stucked&lt;/span&gt; in my throat for the whole night. Ask Dani and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Daa&lt;/span&gt; how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;suffocating&lt;/span&gt; I was. Oh before that, Daa was getting ready to buka puasa with her phone beside her, waiting for her mom's call, putting the nachos on her plate, her Coke and a glass of water. Then when her mom called and some people announced in the mall, you know how she reacted ;) So to sum up everything, it was a great day yesterday. We should have more of this again! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-3511563355638137600?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/3511563355638137600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-gotta-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3511563355638137600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3511563355638137600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-gotta-feeling.html' title='I Gotta Feeling'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-603973834227957276</id><published>2009-08-25T12:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T19:20:12.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24th August</title><content type='html'>Just a blink of an eye, this man, had turned 19. Yeah, he's old :p this is specially for you;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 19th Birthday, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;AshraafAmirullah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Stay strong and handsome! Like what I typed in the message, May you excel in whatever you do and God bless you. You're definitely one of the best friends I ever had :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-603973834227957276?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/603973834227957276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-fast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/603973834227957276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/603973834227957276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-fast.html' title='24th August'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-1715818287418241566</id><published>2009-08-22T19:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T19:58:13.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Influenza</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;ATTENTION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm very sick. Sick as in, having flu and sore-throat. Bad one. I can't breathe! I went for tuition this morning and just for a few hours I already got so restless and breathless. So I was kind of 'PMS-ing'. Then I showed my mom that emo face and she quickly sent me home. Haha, and I had sandwich (with two pieces of cheese, ham) then I had cereal for dinner :) I hope I could be able to go out on Monday! I need some shopping to brighten up my sick days&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I need ice creams and cakes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-1715818287418241566?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/1715818287418241566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/influenza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/1715818287418241566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/1715818287418241566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/influenza.html' title='Influenza'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-1639165619675414899</id><published>2009-08-22T08:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T09:02:14.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I finally got my piano exam over and done with. I didn't expect that I would be THAT nervous in there with that freakin' freaked-me-out and strict examiner. I was bloody nervous, I swear. The air-cond went so cold suddenly and all the scales that I practiced at home gone elsewhere. He told me to play Bsharp with I am so weak in, I played it all wrong -.- I asked for a second try but I still couldn't play it. My fingers got all tangled and lost control! But after that, I played my exam pieces. It was good I guess ;) BUT THEN, my sight reading sucked like HELL. OMG, I think I'm gonna fail. Grade 3 is hard to pass :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;OH! Puasa started :) happy puasa-ing people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-1639165619675414899?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/1639165619675414899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/ugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/1639165619675414899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/1639165619675414899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/ugh.html' title='UGH'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-2020943966871244310</id><published>2009-08-19T18:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T09:03:50.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ravens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mei is currently catching up, here I come ONETREEHILL! hehehhe I finally decided not to ask Dani to story me anymore. Which makes me so confused about what happened in season 3, then season 5 then back to season 1. I know I'm very far at the back, which means I just started from season 1 -.- but I'll try my best to catch up! But I guess the next time I see Dani, I'm gonna make her tell me whats happening in season 6. HEHE, anyway Dani, be proud of me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Lastly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;CMMisthehottestguy.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;withacacatednose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-2020943966871244310?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/2020943966871244310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/ravens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2020943966871244310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2020943966871244310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/ravens.html' title='Ravens'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-4307526054744431626</id><published>2009-08-19T18:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T18:24:47.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOHOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO MY DEAREST &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AIDA SOFIA&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;WHO IS NOW THE NEW&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;CHEER CAPTAIN&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;FOR 2010! I GIVE YOU ALL THE LUCKS AND MAY YOU BRING GOOD NAME TO OUR SCHOOL FOR THE COMPETITION NEXT YEAR, I HAVE FAITH IN YOU :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO FAAALCOONNSS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-4307526054744431626?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/4307526054744431626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/woohoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4307526054744431626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4307526054744431626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/woohoo.html' title='WOOHOO'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-3145815206528767239</id><published>2009-08-18T18:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T18:14:35.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desserts?</title><content type='html'>OMG I forgot to tell how my last weekend went. It was an awesome one :) I had good food all the way! On saturday, I went to my sister's company at Puchong then we headed to The Gardens and had sushi! It was yummy :) then we walked to Mid Valley and we had Haagen Dazs Fondue which is irresistable (but I don't have it often last time because I was going on my diet plan but now I'm diet-free! yaypeopleyay!) Oh on that night, I had a piece of marble cheese and chocolate banana cake from Secret Recipe. So on sunday, I had Thai food at Pavilion. We went for window shopping and returned home with half a dozen of cupcakes. At night, I had a bowl of porridge with a cupcake as dessert. OH EM GEE :D Then, I had a plate of pasta with tomato sauce yesterday for dinner and I just had a plate of nasi briyani with fish cakes and sausages. One word, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DELICIOUS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Battlefield.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;P/S: I can't wait for holidays, babeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-3145815206528767239?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/3145815206528767239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/desserts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3145815206528767239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3145815206528767239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/desserts.html' title='Desserts?'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-8639727351635374331</id><published>2009-08-18T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T18:01:52.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ip Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.donnieyen.com/gallery/015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.donnieyen.com/gallery/015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;His name is Donnie Yen. Honestly, he's the hottest 40 years old or more UNCLE I've ever seen. No one can beat his hotness, yet&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He takes martial arts and I swear he's damn good at it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(check out his body and you know what I'm talking about) Too bad, he's married :( But I'll still love him! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-8639727351635374331?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/8639727351635374331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/ip-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/8639727351635374331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/8639727351635374331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/ip-man.html' title='Ip Man'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-7244996185193793598</id><published>2009-08-15T12:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T12:16:35.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Times</title><content type='html'>We've got our new head prefect, Adam and two deputy head prefects, Cheryl Joseph and Tijan Dina (loveloveloveloveloves) Congratulations people :) im so happy for yous :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, today's MTV World Stage and I'm not going. So sad. I was supposed to go but the plan was suddenly cancelled. It's okay, I shall go do some shopping later with Fatty! (my sister) Btw, my results turned out to be worse than what I expected. I got a damn shitty C for my Englisssshhh can you freakin' imagine? Who gets a C for English? Should interrogates that particular teacher -.- I'm so upset. Sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-7244996185193793598?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/7244996185193793598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-times.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/7244996185193793598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/7244996185193793598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-times.html' title='Happy Times'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-4917882770140573834</id><published>2009-08-13T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:21:14.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the songs that reminds me of you</title><content type='html'>Only when someone comes up and &lt;strong&gt;replace you&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Someone that is way beyond comparisons&lt;/em&gt;.  Most likely, a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt; man. Then get songs of our own. Oh yeah, since I've tried &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Acoustic&lt;/span&gt;, it is time to try something new.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-4917882770140573834?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/4917882770140573834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-songs-that-reminds-me-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4917882770140573834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4917882770140573834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-songs-that-reminds-me-of-you.html' title='All the songs that reminds me of you'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-9084374826417708138</id><published>2009-08-12T17:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T18:11:51.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Click Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I did stay awake till 12. Technically, I was studying Geography and I finished right exactly at 12am. So cool, huh? Today is this someone special's birthday. I haven't been seeing this person for quite some time. He looks more mature now. He got a nice hairstyle. Though I like his high school's hair better. So young and handsome. Actually I don't have many to talk about this particular someone and the purpose of writing this post is just to let you know that (if you are ever gonna know) stay strong, do good in your university, I'll be happy to know if you're enjoying your life with your other half and may God bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9th Birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;three cheers for five years&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;iloveyou, Aizat Nasir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-9084374826417708138?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/9084374826417708138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/click-five.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/9084374826417708138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/9084374826417708138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/click-five.html' title='Click Five'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-2553909364597727931</id><published>2009-08-11T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:08:00.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep It Going</title><content type='html'>I had my homemade burger again :) with egg, vege, thai chili sauce, and cheeesee. I think this month's posts are practically about food, delicious food I have everyday. Teeheee. Oh maths was hard, and so I got em all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My secret admirer reminded me of something. So did Mei Ling. Therefore, I shall stay awake tonight. Last year's today, I should've done something like I did two years back but I didn't because I don't think if I did or I did not, makes any difference. Well, as for this year, I would at least do it HERE. Have you ever wanted to receive a text message from me again? Because during my last year's and this year's birthday, I was so hoping that I could receive just a simple and short message from you. That's way more than enough. Right at this moment, I can tell that I did not moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1moreday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-2553909364597727931?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/2553909364597727931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/keep-it-going.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2553909364597727931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2553909364597727931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/keep-it-going.html' title='Keep It Going'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-7839772964434227849</id><published>2009-08-10T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:37:27.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jana Floral</title><content type='html'>I just had my dinner. And guess how much rice did I take? ONE WHOLE PLATE of rice with anchovies, steamed egg and vegetables. YUMS. It sounded so simple but when you mix em up together, it's heaven :) my dad told me that we're gonna have a super dinner with shark's fin soup, abalone etc soon, most probably within this week. The way he told me was like 'We (excluding you since you're on your diet) are gonna have a very fulling dinner' I immediately stopped him from completing his sentence and said, 'Dad, I'm officially OFF diet. So I can't eat with NO LIMIT.' Haha then he went 'Oh? So you stopped all your diet meals like oats, salads and stuff?' I said, 'Yes paps :) LETS EAT PUAS PUAS!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had BM, English, Science and Moral test papers. Science paper 2 was hard! I couldn't answer some of the questions. I hope I can still score an A. Tomorrow's Maths! Sejarah! Wish me luuuucckkkssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2bowlsofsteamedegg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-7839772964434227849?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/7839772964434227849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/jana-floral.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/7839772964434227849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/7839772964434227849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/jana-floral.html' title='Jana Floral'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-5852362876470556172</id><published>2009-08-09T13:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T18:08:40.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirst of blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;EEEE&lt;/span&gt; MY HOUSE IS FULL OF MOSQUITOES. THEY SUCKED ALL MY BLOOD -.- THAT'S NOT GOOD BUDDY. SO THIS IS WHAT WE DO EVERY NIGHT;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grab the 'mosquito &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;racquet&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Switch it on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go towards the dark area or black color stuffs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HIT DIE THE MOSQUITOES!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;-my sister is most likely to be the champion of hitting mosquitoes. *applause*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3000caloriestoburn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-5852362876470556172?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/5852362876470556172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/thirst-of-blood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5852362876470556172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5852362876470556172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/thirst-of-blood.html' title='Thirst of blood'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-5780784885701649083</id><published>2009-08-07T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:22:31.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrappo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mamma mia! Here I go again, my my, how can I resist you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today's great. I reached home at 1pm and I planned with mom the day before and the day before yesterday to get my hair cut and O'briens at OU. Thanks Mama! So we reached OU around 2pm and we headed to O'briens. I had the same old stuff, Tripledecker shared with Mei Ling while my mom had a Cold Wrappo and Mei Teng had a sandwich I forgot what it's called. They have the best iced chocolate I swear! It's so cooling hehe! After the fulfilling lunch, Mom and I went for our hair cuts then Mei Teng and my maid go for grocery shopping. I finished my hair cut in around 30 mins? Oh I got my bangs back! :) Mom wasn't done yet so I went for a walk and stopped at Forever21. I was so hoping to find the dress I saw the other day but unfortunately, I couldn't seem to find it anywhere in the shop! So saddening. *Emo moment* I walked back to meet up with mom and all. Then I saw Crocs. The type I've been wanting so long finally has my size! I quickly called mom and told her to come immediately. So I got a silver one :) MeiTeng &amp;amp; MeiLing got the same type too, just different colors. Before going to the basement, I definitely would like to get some mooncakes so mom bought me a box. There goes my YUMSYUMMYYUMYUMS day :) Thanks mommy, iloveyouuu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ps: My fat sister is back but sick. sigh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5candiesleft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-5780784885701649083?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/5780784885701649083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/wrappo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5780784885701649083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5780784885701649083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/wrappo.html' title='Wrappo'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-9003481817013529265</id><published>2009-08-05T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:03:44.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Yeah</title><content type='html'>It's a post with numbers this time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;4939208&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2156845&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Those who knows me well, should understand and already figured out what the above numbers are about. xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-9003481817013529265?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/9003481817013529265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-yeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/9003481817013529265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/9003481817013529265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-yeah.html' title='Oh Yeah'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-4980880928693908055</id><published>2009-08-05T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T19:03:59.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holland</title><content type='html'>Holyshrimp! Guess what? I went for grocery shopping with my dad yesterday for the ever first time! Yes, just me and him alone :P For others maybe that'll normal but for MY dad, it's surprising. Actually he wanted to get some green wasabi beans then we took more and more stuffs. From a basket to a trolley of stuffs! And I finally bought my salad vegetables, thanks Paps for reminding me :) After the grocery shopping, Paps accompanied me to get my cereal and cookies (with chocolate chips, people!) all the way from old wing to new. After that, we headed home. So, I came back from school just now, there's a burger and pasta left over. What else? I had a quarter of the burger and a plate of pasta. That's not all! I had a cookie and 2 (TWO) bowls of cereal! 'IS MEI CRAZY?!' Yes I am :) I feel like my stomach is gonna explode in another 2 minutes. I'm such a weird kid I can tell. If I were to eat as much as I took just now before Cheer 09, I'll be pushing my tummy in, taking milk, orange juice, whatever it takes to release the shit out of my anus. But now? I can have as much RICE as I want and I feel just so gooodddd. HEHE that's the psycho me. Oh by the way, my neighbors are moving back to Holland :( I'm gonna miss Eva and Sophie, Uncle Lauren and Aunt Anne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-4980880928693908055?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/4980880928693908055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/holland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4980880928693908055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4980880928693908055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/holland.html' title='Holland'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-6417547325197908779</id><published>2009-08-04T18:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:03:18.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh yeah, I forgot to update about Mommy Jane's baby! Shes 3 months + pregnant now and I'm so looking forward to the August holidays :) We'll be going for shopping and check up. She was hospitalised for a few days after Cheer 09 ended. She was dehydrated. The doctor said the baby is doing fine but the mommy is not well. I guess she's taking good care of herself and the baby now! Stay strong babeh &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eightmoretogo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-6417547325197908779?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/6417547325197908779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/growing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/6417547325197908779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/6417547325197908779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/growing.html' title='Growing'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-4665064134661801066</id><published>2009-08-04T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T17:50:53.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wholeway</title><content type='html'>I'm dead bored. August test is next week and I'm NOT prepared, at all. Maths is getting harder day by day but I'm gonna fail sooner or later. I always wanted to go get help for my school's mama, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Roseni&lt;/span&gt; but I never did. Sigh, I must go to her either one of these days. Oh yeah, we had photography session today, for the coolest cheerleaders alive :) I miss cheer (again), doing stunts, toe-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;touchs&lt;/span&gt;, and everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tea or Coffee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I don't know why some people don't like coffee. Coffee is like the best. I even remember when and why I started taking coffee. When I was back in Standard 6, so called studying for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;UPSR&lt;/span&gt;, I tend to drink it every night. Tea is nice when you have it in the morning. It's so freshening. Then I'll have it with a piece of toast with peanut butter, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;weee&lt;/span&gt; :) How I wish I could eat more than A PIECE. That's all for now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I miss him again. Lets not look at the calendar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-4665064134661801066?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/4665064134661801066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/wholeway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4665064134661801066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4665064134661801066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/wholeway.html' title='Wholeway'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-5288525907269762217</id><published>2009-08-01T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T16:41:10.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MY</title><content type='html'>Hello! I'm back to blogger! I don't know why I can't find the want to blog for the past 1 month, although so many major things happened. Like cheer practices, major arguments in between, Cheer 09, feelings after cheer ended, how's life doing in school without skipping lessons for practices, and so on. I miss those days, really :( our cheer coaches too. Kheen Ho and Li Yen. They put on a lot of efforts, making us the best of the best. Unfortunately, maybe it's not our time yet. We were ranked the 20th place, after getting 17th the previous year. I was utterly confident that we're gonna be in Top 10 like, for sure. No doubt. But it just went wrong. I really wanna get at least Top 10 placing just to prove that the practices we had weren't for shits. No one knows it could turn out this way. Well, to be optimistic, there's always next year right? I really really hope I can join next year but I'm having PMR so my parents would definitely disallow me to join. That's 'bout Cheer 09.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had our Open Day, which we have to perform our cheer routine for the very last time. With each and every cheerleaders of Falcons. Kar Yee changed school but she performed with us because we didn't wanna perform without her. So yeah, the performance was good! The stunts went up smoothly! Grace was confident ;) but the pyramid wasn't that good though. It's okay, we already did our best and we're happy. There goes Falcons 09. I have to say, I'm proud to be apart of Falcons, really. It feels great to be around crazy cheerleaders like them. I will miss cheering, and the good old times we had together. I love Falcons &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mei&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-5288525907269762217?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/5288525907269762217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5288525907269762217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5288525907269762217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-my.html' title='OH MY'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-5789477125643911626</id><published>2009-06-25T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T16:40:41.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Congrats, my dearest! I wasn't expecting something as amazing as this to happen, right now! I was so shocked and happy to hear the news. CONGRATS and i'm going to be the lil baby's god sister! I'll be going for check ups with you, the hospital when you're gonna deliver, the kenduri, and babysit him/her! I'm sure abang is so happy now and I bet you didn't expected this too right! Happy becoming a mommy! Take extra care of your lil baby in there and yourself too! I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;;2 months pregnancy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-5789477125643911626?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/5789477125643911626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/06/babies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5789477125643911626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5789477125643911626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/06/babies.html' title='Babies'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-4404880973912300560</id><published>2009-06-21T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T17:22:13.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatest Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sj361tXtAXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Jzp5RWNNOCc/s1600-h/IMG_9954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sj361tXtAXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Jzp5RWNNOCc/s320/IMG_9954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Father's Day, Pa :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;21 June 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;I LOVE YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-4404880973912300560?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/4404880973912300560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/06/greatest-hero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4404880973912300560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4404880973912300560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/06/greatest-hero.html' title='Greatest Hero'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sj361tXtAXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Jzp5RWNNOCc/s72-c/IMG_9954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-4904033457485525513</id><published>2009-06-15T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:17:39.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 June 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjZe0obU1bI/AAAAAAAAAD4/z1D7K56wVlU/s1600-h/IMG_4125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjZe0obU1bI/AAAAAAAAAD4/z1D7K56wVlU/s320/IMG_4125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;Happy 14th Birthday, Gracious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;May you be strong, healthy, smart and pretty as always! Be confident in whatever you're gonna do, and be optimistic! (Especially during cheer) You're always the most awesome and great flyer. No matter what happens, WE will be there to support you, care for you and update you if there's any news so you won't feel left out! Always and forever my bestfriend, Gwace :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-4904033457485525513?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/4904033457485525513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/06/15-june-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4904033457485525513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4904033457485525513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/06/15-june-2009.html' title='15 June 2009'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjZe0obU1bI/AAAAAAAAAD4/z1D7K56wVlU/s72-c/IMG_4125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-4404036837134653749</id><published>2009-06-12T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:16:34.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bestfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;11 June 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aida and I went to OU yesterday. We were supposed to watch a futsal match but it was cancelled. So we hanged out with a bunch of people, people I don't really know. They are all from Taman Desa. Haha, Natto was there too :) Amin, my bestfriend's boyfriend and Anwar, my bestfriend were there also. Oh but I don't forget to mention my BESTFRIEND who is very important to Daa and I, of course. He's definitely not nice, HAHA. We watched Terminator Salvation. I watched it twice now haha. Then we went window shopping for awhile. Before that, we had lunch at Zianmai Sushi. Daa loved the Unadon :O Finally she get to eat her eel! Then we walked around and we had our dinner in Fish &amp;amp; Co at around 6pm. That was an early dinner! Very early indeed. Yea, thats about it. I met new friends but we were so tired after all. Oh Daa, you're most welcome :) anything for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-4404036837134653749?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/4404036837134653749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/06/bestfriend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4404036837134653749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4404036837134653749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/06/bestfriend.html' title='Bestfriend'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-4336437608295723767</id><published>2009-05-31T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T20:39:47.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humorous</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;What a long day today! Uh, so tired haha but it was fun. Anyways just to update people who are reading this. We created new pronounciation for a few things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The car named Evo-lution, is now pronounce as Avo :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The sports brand Nike, is Nai-ke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Another sports brand Adidas, is A-did-ass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Oh and Daa introduced a friend of Amin's to Nab and I guess she kind of likes him. Excited gila like everytime we talk about him HAHA.Thats all for the day, too many funny stuffs to write about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;P/S: I love you Daa :) i know you love me too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-4336437608295723767?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/4336437608295723767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/05/humorous.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4336437608295723767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4336437608295723767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/05/humorous.html' title='Humorous'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-5160923598343911942</id><published>2009-05-22T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:13:35.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>almost lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Exam started. We took the sejarah paper and it isn't as hard as I thought it will be. Thank god! Oh cheer practice was great today. We learned the dance steps for the routine. We only having one dance, can you imagine this. The rest of the routine will be cheers and stunts. Let me emphasize the stunts part. There will be EXTREME stunts (ceywah) haha. People of the world! Do come for Cheer Comp '09 at Bukit Jalil to support Falcons! Be a supporter of the ever coolest cheerleading team yo :) Oh, wish me luck for the upcoming papers haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-5160923598343911942?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/5160923598343911942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/05/almost-lover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5160923598343911942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5160923598343911942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/05/almost-lover.html' title='almost lover'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-3030675082442047010</id><published>2009-05-17T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T16:34:42.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drummer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hell to the yeah. My dad is allowing me to take drum! But I think I'm kind of stubborn to learn. Even the basic beats I can't catch. The HELL. I'm still considering whether to take Acoustic/ Classic drums or Electric drums. If I'm getting classic, my neighbour is gonna stab me with knives but if electric, it won't be that real compare to classic. Uh, whatever ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-3030675082442047010?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/3030675082442047010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/05/drummer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3030675082442047010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3030675082442047010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/05/drummer.html' title='Drummer'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-2639817556659484002</id><published>2009-05-17T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T16:30:34.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pontianak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Qi and I went to Daa's house for "exam revision". We actually studied for awhile and did some exercises. Then we went down for lunch and talked for an hour or so. Then, we decided to go upstairs and watch Pontianak. Haha that movie was crap, seriously. We keep laughing throughout the movie. Didn't know what was so funny but I just laughed non stop. We had fun ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I can't start nerding! I don't know whats on my mind. So empty. Im so blur about whats coming out for Geo. Im gonna suck in Geo paper. DAMN. Technically, its becos I didn't pay attention in class and, talk to friends most of the time. Sigh. OMG, my sister is bringing me out tonight for Chilis. I'm gonna die of cheese, and break my damn hell diet again.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Oh and lastly, I think I miss him so much now. All of a sudden, no idea why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-2639817556659484002?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/2639817556659484002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/05/pontianak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2639817556659484002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2639817556659484002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/05/pontianak.html' title='Pontianak'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-8678931945943449218</id><published>2009-05-14T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:59:26.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BONJOUR!</title><content type='html'>omg, after so long, my internet is fixed :)&lt;br /&gt;weeee, I just shifted into my new house for about two weeks or more. This isn't as bad as I thought becos I get more warmth here and I'm happy! lol i sound like a little kid hehe. Well, so mid term is just around the corner and I ain't prepared. Apparently, I just thought of going for more shopping and neglected my studies. What-the-HELL. I MUST study nerding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, cheer practices are going great! Though everyone was beyond exhausted but the hard work was worthwhile! We did so much strength-work and built muscles, ALOT. Now everyone's muscles are super huge. Kheen Ho (our coach) told us to do so in order to win, to get in top 5! hahahaha I can't wait ok! Nicole started with the supporters listing. Everyone sounded so.. tremendously excited for the competition! Thanks guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog, Twiggy just gave birth to 5 lil adorable puppies! They are Bvlgari, Kiwi, Berry, Mango and Melon. They are practically names of fruits :) There's only a boy and 4 girls. haha it seems like my house is totally filled with GIRLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I think I shall stop. Sorry for having such a long post cos I haven't been updating my blog for two weeks. Oh fyi, my tummy's name is Tammy! Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-8678931945943449218?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/8678931945943449218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/05/bonjour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/8678931945943449218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/8678931945943449218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/05/bonjour.html' title='BONJOUR!'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-31928014357965661</id><published>2009-04-16T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:00:45.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bbigs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;My best friend is currently in love :) She participated for MSSD in Selayang. So yeah, she met this guy from Desa Jaya if I'm not mistaken and so I'm hearing many different kinds of stories every day :) I think this guy is really caring and fun. *LOL* I don't know this guy so, that's all I can say about him. Live happily with him, Bbigs! Oh, I forgotten one thing. I gave my best friend this name which is Bbigs because her soon to be boyfriend's middle name is Gibbs. The love story of hers shall end here today. Continue tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-31928014357965661?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/31928014357965661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/04/bbigs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/31928014357965661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/31928014357965661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/04/bbigs.html' title='Bbigs'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-2745214444410379144</id><published>2009-04-16T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:34:24.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mamak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Presenting our Falcons' new and hot cheeeeer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Capati, roti tosai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jangan lupa roti susu, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;We all got one thing to say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;FALCONS NOMBOR SATU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Woh Woh Woh Wuu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Cheer is good so far. On the first rehearsal, we only did girlfriend with all for one and some cheers but it wasn't so entertaining and cheerful. Rosnah and TAN made complaints. Not really complaints but showing dissatisfactions. So, MEI suggested to put in Right Round, which I think it will totally rock the whole sports day thing. So yeah, right away we practiced Right Round on Tuesday after the first rehearsal. WE got the new routine in around 2 hours of practice? THAT WAS AWESOME, man! Despite the hot sun and exhausting week of practices, the routine turns out to be a pretty good one so everything was worthwhile. I didn't know we were that goood! Everything looked quite neat and clean and I'm happy :) and John &amp;amp; Looney just got so hyped up during the second rehearsal becos we did quite well with the new dance in it and Rosnah kind of loves it "WOO!" the stunts are good too! But grace injured her.. leg. Somewhere around there, ps: I hope youre alright George. Get well soon! Thats the latest updates for cheer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;FALCONS FOR LIFE! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-2745214444410379144?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/2745214444410379144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/04/mamak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2745214444410379144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2745214444410379144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/04/mamak.html' title='Mamak'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-8457350770653454117</id><published>2009-04-04T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T17:36:55.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Qi's14th  Bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;27th March 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SdcpoPkAESI/AAAAAAAAADQ/8LvUyfJbmtA/s1600-h/IMG_9340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320767256110567714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SdcpoPkAESI/AAAAAAAAADQ/8LvUyfJbmtA/s320/IMG_9340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sdco3U9qV2I/AAAAAAAAACw/z6AXVHv0Kxw/s1600-h/IMG_9371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sdco3U9qV2I/AAAAAAAAACw/z6AXVHv0Kxw/s320/IMG_9371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sdco3qGi8rI/AAAAAAAAADA/qoxflk6waQg/s1600-h/IMG_9310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sdco3qGi8rI/AAAAAAAAADA/qoxflk6waQg/s320/IMG_9310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yums! BUBBA GUMP's Shrimp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sc-AjN0sMGI/AAAAAAAAACo/0AOnFzbtWw8/s1600-h/IMG_9265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318611027442282594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sc-AjN0sMGI/AAAAAAAAACo/0AOnFzbtWw8/s320/IMG_9265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Paddington House of Pancakes; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lemon Lime Soda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sc9_O9niNsI/AAAAAAAAACI/4KkhzgfwhTY/s1600-h/IMG_9239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sc9_O9niNsI/AAAAAAAAACI/4KkhzgfwhTY/s320/IMG_9239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strawberries Ice-cream Pancakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;(i forgot what is it called)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sc9_O6K4oOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_pY9ZxfU3uQ/s1600-h/IMG_9241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sc9_O6K4oOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_pY9ZxfU3uQ/s320/IMG_9241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Banana Friters &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sc9_PamEm4I/AAAAAAAAACY/7r-slHhqJhY/s1600-h/IMG_9246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sc9_PamEm4I/AAAAAAAAACY/7r-slHhqJhY/s320/IMG_9246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Dani &amp;amp; Nathalie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sc9_PW8_fDI/AAAAAAAAACg/FNZmL58LLAw/s1600-h/IMG_9250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sc9_PW8_fDI/AAAAAAAAACg/FNZmL58LLAw/s320/IMG_9250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Basically, the whole week of holidays were all about food. Here, I had a list of what I had during the long long week. OMG, the most yummy but fattening week ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Paddington House of Pancakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Chocolate Affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Haagen Dazs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Bubba Gump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Cute Cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Just Thai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;That's about it. And many thanks to Dani for keeping me company most of the time! Loves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-4195234101616126223?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/4195234101616126223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4195234101616126223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4195234101616126223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-holiday.html' title='My Holiday'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/Sc-AjN0sMGI/AAAAAAAAACo/0AOnFzbtWw8/s72-c/IMG_9265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-5735495387589131715</id><published>2009-03-18T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:17:32.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;LETTER MEME INSTRUCTIONS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;1. DO THE "LETTER MEME".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;2. TAG NO LESS THAN 3 OTHER PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;3. THEN COPY THE "HOW-TO" LETTER MEME, AND FINISH YOUR JOURNAL ENTRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Dear (the last person who text messaged you),I don't really know how to tell you this, but (1). I think I realized it (2) (3) and I saw you (4) (5). I'm sure you're (6) enough to understand (7). I'm returning (8) to you, but I'll keep (9) as a memory. You should also know that I (10) (11).(12), (Your name)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;1. WHAT'S THE COLOUR OF YOUR SHIRT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Blue - Our romance is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;White - I'll join the monastery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Black - I dislike you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Green - Our horoscope doesn't match&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Grey - You're a pervert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;No shirt - You're a loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ther - I'm in love with your sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;2. WHICH IS YOUR BIRTH MONTH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;January - That night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;February - Last year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;April - When I tripped on sesame seeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;May - First of May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;July - When I threw up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;August - When I saw the shrunken head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;September - When we skinny dipped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;October - When I quoted Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;November - When your dog ran amok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;December - When I changed tennis shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;3. WHICH FOOD DO YOU PREFER?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Tacos - In your apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pizza - In your camping car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pasta - Outside of Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Salad - As you ate enchilada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Kebabs - With Paris Hilton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Fish - In woman's clothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Lasagna - At the mental hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hot dog - Under a state of trance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;None of the above - With George Bush and his wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;4. WHAT'S THE COLOUR OF YOUR SOCKS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yellow - Hit on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Red - Insult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Black - Ignore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Brown - Put leeches on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pink - Pull the toupee off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Barefoot- Sit on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Other - Drive out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;5. WHAT'S THE COLOUR OF YOUR UNDERWEAR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;White - My father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Grey - Bill Clinton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Black- My best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Brown - My fart balloon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Purple - My mustard soufflé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Red - Donald Duck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Blue - My avocado plant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yellow - My pen-pal in Ghana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Orange - My Kid Rock-collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;None - My John F. Kennedy statue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Other - The crazy monk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;6. WHAT DO YOU PREFER TO WATCH ON TV?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Scrubs - Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;O.C. - Emotional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;One Tree Hill - Open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Heroes - Frostbitten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Lost- High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;House - Scarred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Simpsons - Cowardly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;The news - Mongolic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Idol - Masochistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Family Guy - Senile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;None of the above - Ashamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;7. YOUR MOOD RIGHT NOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Happy - How awful I've felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Bored - That Santa Doesn't Exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Depressed - That we're cousins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Excited - That there is no solution to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Nervous - The middle-east&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Worried - That your Honda sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Apathetic - That I did a sex-change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Overjoyed - That I'm open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;8. WHAT'S THE COLOUR OF YOUR WALLS IN YOUR BEDROOM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yellow - Your love letters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;White - Your ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Red - Your Darth Vader-poster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Black - Your tame stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Green - The pictures from LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Brown - Your contact book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Purple - Your old lottery coupons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Other - Your memories from the military service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;9. THE FIRST LETTER OF YOUR FIRST NAME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;A/B - Your photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;C/D - The oil stocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;E/F - Your neighbor Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;G/H - My virginity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I/J - The results of your blood-sample&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;K/L - Your best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;M/N - Your suicide note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;W/X - David's tricot outfits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Y/Z - Your grades from college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;10. THE LAST LETTER IN YOUR LAST NAME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;A/B - Always will remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;C/D - Never will forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;E/F - Always wanted to break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;G/H - Never openly mocked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I/J - Always have felt dirty before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;K/L - Will tell the authorities about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;U/V - Always will try to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;W/X - Am better off without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Y/Z - Never liked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;11. WHAT DO YOU PREFER TO DRINK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Water- Our friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Beer - Senility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Soft drink - A new life as a clone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Soda- The incarnation as an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;EskimoMilk - The apartment building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Wine - Cocaine abuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Cider - A passionate interest for mice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Mineral water - Embarrassing rash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Whiskey - To ruin the second world war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Other - To hate the Boston Celtics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;12. TO WHICH COUNTRY WOULD YOU PREFER TO GO ON A VACATION?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Thailand - Warm regards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;USA - Best regards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Spain - Go and drown yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;China - Disgusting regards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Germany - With ease(Japan, BITCH!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Egypt - Boo-hoo now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;France - In pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Other - Greetings to your freaky family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Steven,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, but I'm selling myself. I think I realized it when your dwarf bit me outside of Chicago and I saw you sit on my pen-pal Ghana. I'm sure you are open enough to understand that there is not solution to this. I'm returning the couch cushions to you, but I'll keep your suicide note as memory. You should also know that I am better off without Oprah Winfrey imitations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;MEI!&lt;/span&gt; &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/7922568528026409661-5735495387589131715?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/5735495387589131715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/03/letter-meme-instructions-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5735495387589131715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5735495387589131715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/03/letter-meme-instructions-1.html' title='Crazy Stuff'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-2332259406023210876</id><published>2009-03-12T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T18:52:44.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retail Therapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I need to shop till I drop! I've been paralyzed for 4 days! Now I'm cured. So happy and I've looking for a better tomorrow. I'm going back school, finally. Ok, let's see what's on my shopping list. Oh I guess I need to shop for tee shirts and bags and shades! I think I'm facing impulsive disorder problem. I'm a shopaholic :P giggles. I wanna have my Fondue Haagen Dazs! slurps. OH! and Auntie Anne's. Last but not least, PANCAKES! mother pussy F! I've been locked up for 4 days not even going out for school so do you think I should relax myself and have some of 'em? OF COURSE I SHOULD. Seriously, with the unbearable pain on your leg, being all alone while you can't even talk to anyone but yourself :( and stuffing abundance of snacks, oily food, bread and uh, you can't imagine :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-2332259406023210876?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/2332259406023210876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/03/retail-therapy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2332259406023210876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2332259406023210876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/03/retail-therapy.html' title='Retail Therapy'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-8608609859417835313</id><published>2009-03-11T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T20:16:03.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wounds</title><content type='html'>I made a long long wish on my birthday, and I still remember what I wished that night. Yes it's a birthday wish so I shouldn't tell so that it'll comes true :) Well, I guess it already did? Part of it maybe. Thank Lord for making it happen. OH! I had an bike accident few days back. Its awful I'm telling you. I haven't been that sick since I was a little girl in primary school, while I was so playful and hyper active. Now I experienced the pain again :( I can hardly walk and I just had a proper shower today. HAHA! I know it's kind of embarrassing but, who cares. Anyways, I guess I miss him. Maybe a lil? I don't know. I wanna hang out with him someday, just not sure when will that day be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-8608609859417835313?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/8608609859417835313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/03/wounds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/8608609859417835313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/8608609859417835313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/03/wounds.html' title='Wounds'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-337124859431677771</id><published>2009-03-02T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:53:53.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Turning 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gosh, I'm 14. Maybe I should be 14 like ten years ago? Cos I look way older now. This year's birthday celebration was just basically with my family members. Anyways, I had a lot of fun! I've got my most wanted presents :) AWESOME ones. hehehe and cash! But i guess some people just forgotten my birthday :( plus, I guess I was a little worried about my test the next day that night when I was celebrating my birthday so I wasn't really fully enjoying it. But, I thanked all my beloved ones for the surprises, presents and everlasting wishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Surprises:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-Qi came to my house on 28th Feb cos he said he wanted to study and do revisions on Sejarah and Science. So he came at 2pm then we studied for like 1 hour? We were probably talking more than revising. Then Yayam came for Mei Ling's party and we stopped 'studying'. So we went upstairs and we were watching Discovery Channel. Then he said "Mei, I gi main computer eh" I was still watching tv. He went back at 6pm. It was finally 12am and my close ones wished me :) (love you guys!) then at 1.43am Qi texted me but i did not read the message until 5 something in the morning I woke up and read the message. The message said "Happy birthday mei..look under the long red chair in your room" I was like huh? I was sort of doing my sleep-walking and I bend down to look whats under the chair. There's a box! Can you imagine, waking up way so early in the morning walk around the room with your eyes shutted. I was so surprised and touched I swear. Thanks Qi :) you're the best, and I love you with all my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My elder sister told me few days ago before my birthday that she couldn't get my birthday present in time cos she's busy with her work and interviews. So I didn't thought much and I said 'ok'. So yesterday I blew off the candles, on the lights and suddenly my sister called, "Meeeiii... Happy Birthday! :) *handing over the most awesome present I've ever received!*" I was screaming like a mad girl. God how crazy =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jan and Acap brought me to Curve and we had pancakes! in Paddington House of Pancakes :) It was my first time there and the food there are sooooo tempting! I can't keep my eyes off of the menu. They sell mini attractive cupcakes and delicious pancakes with ice cream, bananas and all sort of pancakes! So yeah, it was a birthday meal for me :) thank you sayaaaaaang I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;Then.. Daa asked me what do I want as my birthday present and she said 'please don't say you dont have to get me anything' ahah so yeah, of cos I must tell her what I want most. So I told her to wrap her with BLUE papers and a ribbon and present herself to me :) but she didn't do so! She bought me a necklace instead. But I like it though. I'm wearing it now! heheheh thank you babe muah muah muah &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thats all about my birthday I guess, thanks for everything to make my birthday the most wonderfullest and most irreplaceable one! Loves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-337124859431677771?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/337124859431677771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-turning-14.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/337124859431677771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/337124859431677771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-turning-14.html' title='Happy Turning 14'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-2023664188562311800</id><published>2009-02-28T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T12:17:17.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Certain Someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Can you please assure me? You're like a mute radio that suddenly make things unspoken. I need your assurance, I really do. Please tell me something, something I wanna know. If it isn't what I wanted you to feel, its ok, I'll move on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-2023664188562311800?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/2023664188562311800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/02/certain-someone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2023664188562311800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/2023664188562311800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/02/certain-someone.html' title='A Certain Someone'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-4135907368331128325</id><published>2009-02-25T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T17:32:00.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 February</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O-M-G! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am so sorry, Aida! I was too busy with my diet plan so I planned not to go anywhere and just sit on the sofa eating fruits instead. *sobs* I wanted to talk about Daa's surprise birthday party. So, there it goes again, Daa's mom made her day, AGAIN. I remember when we're standard 6 back then, her mom wasn't in Msia and she told En. Nik to give Daa a birthday card and bought a cake for a birthday celebration in school (is that what exactly happened?) haha. Yeah, and this year, Daa's mom gave her the most memorable birthday party. She bought pizza hut and a cake secretly and brought 'em to school. So we all pretended like we're NOT celebrating her bday and she's just so blur. We had cheer practice until 5.30pm, I was so excited! but I had to act like nothing for such a long period of time. Then Jan went to primary with Nicole to set up the party. I was supposed to entertain Daa and ensure that she doesn't see what Jan's doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That day was so fulfilling and her tears were filled with joy! I can't even describe the exact situation but I know Daa really loves it :') I hope we'll be doing another surprise party for her next year again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Love, Mei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-4135907368331128325?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/4135907368331128325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/02/23-february.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4135907368331128325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4135907368331128325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/02/23-february.html' title='23 February'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-7411103215725520536</id><published>2009-02-25T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T17:06:41.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Critism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Humans, humans. Please stop being so critical, judging people when you don't even know them, insult them by their appearance, thinking you're the best, and calling them whores, sluts, bitches and so on :) what goes around comes around. Now, you'll have the worst nightmare. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-7411103215725520536?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/7411103215725520536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/02/critism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/7411103215725520536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/7411103215725520536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/02/critism.html' title='Critism'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-963502728700420770</id><published>2009-02-21T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T00:06:19.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Biggest Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;The one and only thing I fear most is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;LIZARDS&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;People, can you imagine how soft and scary&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;lizards are? There's this one time when I was little, I went to my mom's office. Then I saw a lady walking pass me and I looked down at her leg, I saw a lizard sticking on her leg. I thought she sticked a lizard sticker or something on her leg as a trend or something? So I didn't bother to tell or ask her. So when she went next door, all of a sudden I heard "AHH!!" then.. I knew that lizard was real. From that day, I would at least take 20 meters away from every single lizard to prevent any major reactions that might cause injuries to others. Pfft, I'm serious, one time, when I was going into the toilet, there was a black-spotted lizard gliding furiously off the wall then I shouted loudly until I could hear my echo and ran out to the living room crying unstoppable. I think its the only creature that could scare me to death. Seriously, a reminder to everyone, you will know how scary it is when it try to break its tail and approaches you. Oh God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Mei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-963502728700420770?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/963502728700420770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-biggest-fear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/963502728700420770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/963502728700420770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-biggest-fear.html' title='My Biggest Fear'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-6696468975667510426</id><published>2009-02-18T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T18:11:24.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Existence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Mamma mia! I'm running out of posts titles. hmph, ok I wanna write about love songs today (: since I didn't go for school today, laugh out loud. Recently I've been listening to those real heart-breaking songs, and yes I thought of you again. How could I ever get over you? Or maybe I'm referring to you, or you. I'm not sure which one of you I'm exactly referring towards. Oh, YOU. Can you stop being so woody and talk to me? I'm so frustrated here waiting for you to come and just open your mouth and spit some saliva out! Pfft. Anyway, I don't think we can get along. You are one total different person I can't communicate with. If I'm with my friends, I can simply dig some shits and start being nuts. To you, all I do is to just stare at you, giving you that evil glare. :) so yeah, byebye my dear sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Right Here With Me;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel your heart's guarded&lt;br /&gt;And when you see the breaks started&lt;br /&gt;And when the clouds have all departed&lt;br /&gt;You'll be right here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when your tears are dry from crying&lt;br /&gt;And when the world's turned silent&lt;br /&gt;And when the clouds have all departed&lt;br /&gt;You'll be right here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Thinking of you;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Cause when I'm with him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; I am thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Thinking of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; What you would do if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; You were the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Who was spending the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Oh I wish that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;was looking into..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; You're the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; And yes I do regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; How I could let myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Now the lesson's learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; I touched it I was burned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Oh I think you should know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hey, what if humans turn cold-blooded one day? That will be the most awesome thing that'll ever happen! But how I meant by saying cold-blooded is not the actual meaning of it, is that, there's one day humans lost their humanity, sympathy and conscience. I think I've lost mine, most probably. My grandma got hospitalized for having breathing difficulty and high blood pressure. When I was in the car with my mom, I told her that I've been so care-free constantly. Maybe I'm all grown up now and I knew all the issues they made up causing all the family members in tons of arguments and disagreements. I'm tired of being upset over all these stuffs and so what if my grandma is on the sick bed? Can I help? No I can't but to cry and say 'get well soon, take care'. Nothing more I could do, only God decides whether or not she should leave the world or stay. I'm sure this sounded really absurd to people and I'm not sure myself if I'm doing the right thing. Forgive me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-6696468975667510426?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/6696468975667510426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/02/your-existence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/6696468975667510426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/6696468975667510426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/02/your-existence.html' title='Your Existence'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-4379473452799420923</id><published>2009-02-11T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:15:37.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I guess its time, the year that I won't be taking any track events. I'll take good care of my past years' medals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Mei, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-4379473452799420923?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/4379473452799420923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/02/desire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4379473452799420923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4379473452799420923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/02/desire.html' title='Desire'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-8269730682923396083</id><published>2009-02-06T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:37:43.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Home</title><content type='html'>Oh well, my parents made their decision! And the new house owner is a dude from Scotland :) cool stuff huh! Honestly, I don't mind shifting to another house cos the only reason why I don't wanna leave the house is because I know I will miss my bedroom and all. Basically, theres nothing for me to feel upset or depressed about. All I want is a warm and blissful family. Thats all about it. First, my parents are much relieved now, I get a new house and an additional of a new phone! Another thing is, I don't think I'll need to explain to my friends why I shift into a smaller house. Cos I think it doesn't really matters if I'm in a smaller or larger house? As long as I still have a shelter to avoid rains and lightnings I'm very much thankful. I think I've grown up. Thank God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-8269730682923396083?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/8269730682923396083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-home.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/8269730682923396083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/8269730682923396083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-home.html' title='A New Home'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-5996785649561249600</id><published>2009-02-06T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:24:55.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston</title><content type='html'>This feeling is killing me. I'm not sure what exactly is in my mind and my heart is just tearing itself into pieces. I have this awkward feeling when I'm around him. Though we're closer compared to before, we were way unfriendly back then. I'm glad that our friendship went to a better condition. I know I'm so pathetic but, right now I really wish that he doesn't talk to me, then I won't suffer like I do now. Anyways, I'm really happy for him, congrats dude (: you finally got what you want. Stick with the girl you think that she belongs to you and you're the only one who has the key to her locked up heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Yours sincerely, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Mei &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-5996785649561249600?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/5996785649561249600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/02/boston.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5996785649561249600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5996785649561249600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/02/boston.html' title='Boston'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-1660861459373353806</id><published>2009-02-03T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:53:04.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Immortal Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Today, there it is, it reached. Today is the day that Nab has to leave us. I know she can't do anything about it but being upset and cry. She still has two younger siblings in primary and she knows she has to do something about it. Her parents changed her to BU3, which is much far away from us. Nab and I are like twins, seriously. Just that we're one Cina and one Melayu. :) Nab is my partner in everything. Netball, cheerleading and in everything I do, I'd pull her along. Especially during netball time. When I'm about to shoot, she'll put her hands up high, get ready to take the ball if I don't shoot. And I don't feel pressure at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Another thing, recently, we were crazy about our 'someone'. When everytime I saw my someone, she'll be the first one who shouts and yells at me, calling 'MEI! there he is!' and both of us start jumping around laughing hysterically. SO she planned to confess to her someone, I'm not sure if she did it already but I'll always support and agree with every decision she make. And I know she loves this guy to beat. Yeah, us both are like that, all the time. We're nuts I can say. Just because of that, I swear I can't live without her. I do everything with her and God is expecting me to live life all alone now? No matter what, I'll get to see her soon. I'll make sure I see her! And I hope she can adapt to the new school environment. Don't miss us too much, Nabil. If anyone bully you in your school, I SWEAR they won't have a good life after that. *giggles* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I always love you, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Nabil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mei &lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-1660861459373353806?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/1660861459373353806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/02/immortal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/1660861459373353806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/1660861459373353806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/02/immortal.html' title='An Immortal Friend'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-6209411290852420864</id><published>2009-01-29T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T00:05:29.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;First and foremost, Thanks alot for your presence to make the party the most wonderfullest and fulfilling one I've ever had!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It was an awesome night. My house was so full and packed until i felt like there was no more space for me. Before we got the party started, my elder sister was so excited and eager to cheat my LITTLE friends' money! And Nicole Mei Fern was the one and only who jumped into the pool all by herself. haha, she's so cute! Poor thing, nobody wants to join her. Then, the arrival of all my dudes and dudettes. Its a CNY party and also sort of a reunion. I invited all my old schoolmates who are no longer in SSB. Especially someone I haven't been meeting for years. Seriously, YEARS. She was my bestfriend when I'm in Standard 4. She's Karin. I'm glad she came and I'm surprisingly happy to meet her again, wondering how would she look like after so many years not meeting up. She's skinny, very skinny and she told us she had 6 boyfriends. So, we kind of talk like we're bestfriends? I guess she didn't change much. Perhaps. After that, everyone squeezed in the theatre and they watched House Bunny, then 4bia. Holy mama, everyone was shouting and screaming like friggin' deadshit! They went so high. x) So were my parents, sister and soon to be brother in law ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, my post for my CNY party shall end here. Lastly, I'm very much thankful for the memories and I swear I would cherish them till the end of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lots of love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-6209411290852420864?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/6209411290852420864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-year-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/6209411290852420864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/6209411290852420864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-year-09.html' title='Chinese New Year &apos;09'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-4932308306123141459</id><published>2009-01-25T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T11:15:31.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inter-course</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I can't read this someone's mind. Why is this someone wanting to make love so desperately? I guess it is normal for the age this someone is in now, but, I can't accept the fact that this someone actually become so horny than I'd expected. Plus, this someone is so called my closest friend, but, I don't get any news from this someone. This year, is gonna ultimately change. It already start changing. I hope, I'll still be seeing the same old this 'someone'. Right now I get why this someone doesn't talk to me that much. Because this someone has someone in mind already. One thing I totally don't get it, I'm disappointed of this someone's change. Into a total different person, so strange and, unreadable. Whether its true or not about the rumors spread, I hope you know what exactly you're doing my friend. You're my best friend. I share everything with you and I hope you do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;LOVE, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Mei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-4932308306123141459?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/4932308306123141459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/01/inter-course.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4932308306123141459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4932308306123141459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/01/inter-course.html' title='Inter-course'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-4723756276667307437</id><published>2009-01-22T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T19:08:12.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;You're so addictive, the feeling towards you I can't resist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Do you think that feeling for you will last? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I'm afraid if you found out, I'm having a crush on you, you'd run away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I have low self-esteem I admit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I walked pass you on purpose, almost everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Though, I can't look you in the eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Your thoughts I can't decode.&lt;br /&gt;Especially your smiles.&lt;br /&gt;Was it from a friend or someone more than just a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Every action you take, I can hardly differentiate whether you're just behaving like before,&lt;br /&gt;or I'm just thought too much?&lt;br /&gt;My fellows say I shall just leave things untold.&lt;br /&gt;When  its the right time, moment, weather, and place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Probably the answer comes when its most unexpected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Its always been this way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;To my utter astonishment, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The guy I had fall head over heels for, appeared in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;At the moment that I'd never hope he'll be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;That's the guy before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Now, I'm utterly over him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Perhaps, I found someone way better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I guess &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; is one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Hopefully, he feels the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Mei, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-4723756276667307437?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/4723756276667307437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/01/passion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4723756276667307437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/4723756276667307437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/01/passion.html' title='Passion'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-3067601955402017334</id><published>2009-01-21T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T18:21:50.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I have a major knee pain and so are my friends. Everyone seems to be having knee problems. Poor thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;So, I was looking for suitable Saga shirt size.  Right, tomorrow's my MSSD cross country. Daa and I aren't afraid of losing and getting last but we're just worried that we'll be real exhausted and can't continue jogging. I'm definitely sure the distance will be way further compared to our school's road run. Apparently, I'm excited x) So Yeah, I've been searching for Saga people to lend me a shirt but I guess I'm too tall and huge to fit. Sigh. I went and ask from the guys instead. EXCUSE ME? Imagine, If I would to wear the SUPER SKINNY girls' shirts like Daa's, how tight will it be on me? And I bet it can only covers the first half of my body and show off my belly (SEXY!) haha. So yeah, no choice. But I love wearing huge shirts though, at least I won't be so sweaty. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Second thing, I think I don't have better stuffs to do? I love wandering around in school. Going up to my class and back down. Although I realized that my knee is actually cracking. Plus, I don't think he is interested. He doesn't seem to be doing anything, giving any signals telling that he wants to know more about me? He didn't ask for my cell number :( I really want to know more about him. If he's wild? And easy-going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Mei, xoxo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-3067601955402017334?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/3067601955402017334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/01/knee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3067601955402017334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3067601955402017334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/01/knee.html' title='Knee'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-6354105139157379423</id><published>2009-01-19T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T17:33:14.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARAMORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I want slap the annoying monster left and right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyyy, my post for today is just to focus on my beloved bestfriend, guess who? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AIDA SOFIA&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;She has been crazy over Paramore since, last year? And just with ONE particular song. DECODE. She has been singing it all day! Nab, Grc, and I had gone mad. But its fun looking at Daa's hilarious face :) SOMETIMES, I enjoyed listening to her. If she's like extremely wild and hyper, the situation will be better. Cos whenever Daa is not smiling, its as if like she wants to kill people, which is a very bad thing. I don't know if she has something untold inside, but I'd want her to live on happily every day. Daa Babe you hear this? ahahaha and now everything she does, everywhere she goes, she'll be like DECODE! DECODE! Crazy girl, but i love :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Mei, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-6354105139157379423?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/6354105139157379423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/01/paramore.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/6354105139157379423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/6354105139157379423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/01/paramore.html' title='PARAMORE'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-3072447943489557663</id><published>2009-01-17T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T12:12:42.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lullaby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)font-family:georgia;"  &gt;Cheer '09 practice finally started and here goes our newly captain, Tijan Dina. I guess we can get back into a better place this year. At least in top 15 I hope? Maybe last year there's too many juniors and we're not as strong and tough. But now, we're gonna have super training for everyone! Extreme stretching for flyers, and others too of course :) I think this year is gonna be great too because our 2007's captain is here with us to coach us! Anddd we have coaches from outside too! Choreography, fitness and stunts! I bet there'll be a lots of fun. I hope my back will do just fine. Next, the annual road run is just around the corner! I joined the MSSD road run too, just to gain experience though I know I'll be like top 10 + 0 ? *gasps* Anyway, I hope 2009 sports activities and all will go on smoothly. No injuries, No pain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-3072447943489557663?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/3072447943489557663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/01/lullaby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3072447943489557663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/3072447943489557663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/01/lullaby.html' title='Lullaby'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-8293112556161870550</id><published>2009-01-14T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:01:33.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperation</title><content type='html'>I'm nervous. My heart beats faster when he's getting every inches closer to me. I ran away, he stopped me. Is this a game? I don't wanna get hurt before I even get into this game. Like I did before. Lord, save me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-8293112556161870550?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/8293112556161870550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/01/desperation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/8293112556161870550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/8293112556161870550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/01/desperation.html' title='Desperation'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-5548733148573410160</id><published>2009-01-13T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:32:55.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A soon gaining much weight man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Steven Tan; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;he has been eating and eating plus, not exercising at all. He has been crapping all day, being all psyched-up. AND, he loves to sleep, last time he used to sleep around 3-4 am. but now, haven't been reaching 11 pm, he already fell asleep. This is the consequences of eating so much, he gained umm let me guess, 10 pounds? dah la he so hangus-ed. Adorable! On the other hand, everyone knows how active Ah Xiong is. So no doubt about it, he still will be the best long-jumper in our school. Representing our school to MSSD! woots. So don't come complaining I didn't praise you but keeps talking bad 'bout you. Though, I still support you on gaining much more weight! Cos by then, you'll be way heavier than me and I don't have to be afraid that I'm overweight. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-5548733148573410160?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/5548733148573410160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/01/soon-gaining-much-weight-man.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5548733148573410160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5548733148573410160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/01/soon-gaining-much-weight-man.html' title='A soon gaining much weight man'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922568528026409661.post-5761578165837485609</id><published>2009-01-11T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:24:23.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;praying to god that you'll always remember me as time flies,&lt;br /&gt;hoping that I could show you how badly I miss you,&lt;br /&gt;not demanding for more but I just wanna take a closer view of you again,&lt;br /&gt;please I'm begging you on my knees,&lt;br /&gt;everytime I get out there,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are just searching for your gorgeous smile,&lt;br /&gt;my nose are just sensing for the smell of your perfume,&lt;br /&gt;wishing that you could give me a warm hug again that always comforts me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a year or two and those feelings still remain here,&lt;br /&gt;I've read through all the text messages you sent,&lt;br /&gt;the pictures you took of,&lt;br /&gt;recalling everything you said,&lt;br /&gt;the moments we hanged out together,&lt;br /&gt;the laughters and the days we didn't talk to each other,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a few days you weren't by my side,&lt;br /&gt;i felt so lonesome,&lt;br /&gt;cause we both know I'm not that strong,&lt;br /&gt;nothing more i'm asking for,&lt;br /&gt;but just to see and hug you once more,&lt;br /&gt;I long for your return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this post was written 6 months ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Mei, xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7922568528026409661-5761578165837485609?l=theresheismei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/feeds/5761578165837485609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/01/confessions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5761578165837485609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922568528026409661/posts/default/5761578165837485609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresheismei.blogspot.com/2009/01/confessions.html' title='Confessions'/><author><name>Mei Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703418916168188024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ueX_m-NCI-I/SjJpW6GZ4xI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoNO8ZpzGk/S220/27032009180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
