<?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-14273329</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:29:28.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live crappin</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredster.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14273329/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredster.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15031680553475748111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14273329.post-112478983069080276</id><published>2005-08-23T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T17:37:10.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i smoke on tuesdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;the return of the FS master&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi! mich the FS master here. woah its been long since i used that term.. anws using my extraordinary power of foresight, and not to mention being an extremely kind and helpful person, i shall attempt to predict the bio specimens that will come out for tmr's prelim bio practical exam. hopefully this will enlighten some poor souls who have no idea what is gonna come out tmr hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most likely: rambutan hahaha. this thing here is my no1 suspect. mainly bcos of the fact that i saw it in the staff lounge and mr tan's weird reaction.. but the only drawback is that its expensive and this money-scrimping sch which im in will most likely choose some alternative cheap fruits.. but hey! you'll nv know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other fruit specimens: grape, peanut, broad bean, etc. basically all the other cheap stuff found in the market.. prolly leftovers or buy 1kg get 1kg free kinda stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;animal specimens: ikan billis. hahaha cheap, small and un-messy. perfect bio prac specimen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flower specimen: well.. er.. this one i have no idea but my guess is the many flowers found growing on the trees located near the sch.. those small, stupid, nv-see-before kind.. definitely not hibiscus, orchid, lily, rose or any flower that costs more than $1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food specimens: basically anything leftover from the canteen. so the stalls that are least patronised will be the main suspects. haha i foresee a battle btwn the yong tau foo stall, chicken rice stall and the nasi lemak stall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats all i have here! remember to thank me if anything comes out! hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14273329-112478983069080276?l=lilredster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14273329/posts/default/112478983069080276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14273329/posts/default/112478983069080276'/><link rel='alternate' 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chinese retard!! i dont care i'll ace tmr's oral. i will i will i will!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during pe today ms ong asked me whether i was a swimmer. then when i told her i was a runner she asked if i was a sprinter.. hahaha.. i bet it was cos i ran so slowly during the 2 rounds warmup. for some strange reason i seem to be getting lazier and lazier each yr. last yr i still forced myself to run hard on some pe days, but this yr.. haha i dont even remember even trying to run hard at all. ahh wells.. but hey being idle is very important! ahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my tagboard isnt working for some strange reason.. anws a big hello to all who have tagged! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to doing physics.. blog another day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14273329-112411737973363267?l=lilredster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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social studies textbook and started reading. didnt get to much though.. spent 2 hrs just staring st most of the pics there. managed to cover only the first part of the welfare topic.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest i was supposed to study bio but ended up falling asleep.. and sleeping for 2 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day before was supposed to revise physics.. didnt get anywhere much too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. i guess im just lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya i want an ipod and an ibook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I don't mind&lt;br /&gt;As long as there's a bed beneath the stars that shine&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;If you give me a minute&lt;br /&gt;A mans got a limit&lt;br /&gt;You cant get a life if your hearts' not in it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14273329-112402897929602610?l=lilredster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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back to me&lt;br /&gt;And that's what made me see&lt;br /&gt;Where I was going wrong&lt;br /&gt;You put me on a shelf&lt;br /&gt;And kept me for yourself&lt;br /&gt;I can only blame myself&lt;br /&gt;You can only blame me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I could write a song&lt;br /&gt;A hundred miles long&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's where I belong&lt;br /&gt;And you belong to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I could write it down&lt;br /&gt;Or spread it all around&lt;br /&gt;Get lost and then get found&lt;br /&gt;Or swallowed in the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You put me on a line&lt;br /&gt;And hung me out to dry&lt;br /&gt;And darling that's when I&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go to see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cut me down to size&lt;br /&gt;And opened up my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Made me realize&lt;br /&gt;What I could not see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I could write a book&lt;br /&gt;The one they'll say that shook&lt;br /&gt;The world, and then it took&lt;br /&gt;It took it back from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I could write it down&lt;br /&gt;Or spread it all around&lt;br /&gt;Get lost and then get found&lt;br /&gt;And you'll come back to me&lt;br /&gt;Not swallowed in the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I could write a song&lt;br /&gt;A hundred miles long&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's where I belong&lt;br /&gt;And you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The streets you're walking on&lt;br /&gt;A thousand houses long&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's where I belong&lt;br /&gt;And you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what good is it to live&lt;br /&gt;With nothing left to give&lt;br /&gt;Forget but not forgive&lt;br /&gt;Not loving all you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the streets you're walking on&lt;br /&gt;A thousand houses long&lt;br /&gt;Well that's where I belong&lt;br /&gt;And you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;Not swallowed in the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;Not swallowed in the sea&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;Not swallowed in the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh nice song. my new favourite from coldplay. anws today tzen gave me chocolate cake today and tze gave me 2 waffles, and both of them gave me muffins..(miiich HE gave me a prawn.. miiich..) hahaha man im starting to sound like someone.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked abt some sch stuff with tzen today. found out that lots of ppl shorten their sch skirt to way-too-short lengths. then it gets real funny during mass dance when they have to bend down and do the feel-good exercises haha. can see all their pe shorts/panties/thongs and all sorts of colours including hot pink ahem ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw here are the top 10 of our list of memorable things that happened in our sec2 life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) balancing our maths textbook on our heads and singing the marikita&lt;br /&gt;2) trying to measure ngwaifoon's waist.. using a ruler and 2 desks!&lt;br /&gt;3) arranging desks in a way to keep socky out.. well didnt really work she always managed to squeeze through the hole in between desks.. awww.. but was a nice idea though&lt;br /&gt;4) became known as "the kidnappers" and kidnapped ppl's stuff only to return them at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;5) running away from sock and hiding in toilets&lt;br /&gt;6) throwing paperballs into osim's mouth.. that girl has a nasty habit of opening her mouth widely when she sleeps hahaha&lt;br /&gt;7) gary(gay) tang and the oh-my-goodness&lt;br /&gt;8) pinching food from the home econs classroom during recess&lt;br /&gt;9) tze giving a group of chi guests a tour in the library during open house using her broken chi&lt;br /&gt;10) and last but not least.. popping balloons during chi lesson! hahaha will nv forget that man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh wonderful memories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14273329-112368049815525691?l=lilredster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14273329/posts/default/112368049815525691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14273329/posts/default/112368049815525691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredster.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112368049815525691' title='swallowed in the sea'/><author><name>mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15031680553475748111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14273329.post-112290025066269383</id><published>2005-08-01T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:44:10.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolate factory</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Augustus Gloop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Augustus Gloop, Augustus Gloop,&lt;br /&gt;That great big greedy nincompoop.&lt;br /&gt;How far could we allow this beast&lt;br /&gt;to gorge and guzzle, feed and feast&lt;br /&gt;on everything he wanted to?&lt;br /&gt;Great Scott! That simple wouldn't do!&lt;br /&gt;However long this pig might live&lt;br /&gt;We're positive he'd never give&lt;br /&gt;Even the smallest bit of fun&lt;br /&gt;Or happiness to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;So what we do in cases such&lt;br /&gt;As this, we use the gentle touch,&lt;br /&gt;And carefully we take the brat&lt;br /&gt;And turn him into something that&lt;br /&gt;Would bring great pleasure to us all-&lt;br /&gt;A doll, for instance, or a ball.&lt;br /&gt;Or marbles or a rocking horse&lt;br /&gt;But this revolting boy of course&lt;br /&gt;Was so unutterably vile&lt;br /&gt;So greedy, foul and infantile.&lt;br /&gt;He left a most disgusting taste&lt;br /&gt;Inside our mouths, and so in haste,&lt;br /&gt;We chose a thing that come what may&lt;br /&gt;Would take the nasty taste away.&lt;br /&gt;"Come on!" We cried. "The time is ripe!&lt;br /&gt;To send him shooting up the pipe!&lt;br /&gt;He has to go, it has to be!"&lt;br /&gt;And very soon he's going to see&lt;br /&gt;Inside the room to which he's gone &lt;br /&gt;Some funny things are going on.&lt;br /&gt;But dont, dear children, be alarmed,&lt;br /&gt;Augustus Gloop will not be harmed.&lt;br /&gt;Although, of course, we must admit&lt;br /&gt;He will be altered quite a bit,&lt;br /&gt;He'll be quite changed from what he's been&lt;br /&gt;When he goes through the fudge machine.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly the wheels go round and round,&lt;br /&gt;the cogs begin to grind and pound,&lt;br /&gt;A hundred knives go slice, slice, slice,&lt;br /&gt;We add some sugar, cream and spice.&lt;br /&gt;We boil him for a minute more&lt;br /&gt;Until we're absolutely sure&lt;br /&gt;That all the greed and all the gall&lt;br /&gt;Is boiled away for once and all.&lt;br /&gt;Then out he comes! And now! By grace!&lt;br /&gt;A miracle has taken place!&lt;br /&gt;This boy who only just before&lt;br /&gt;was loathed by men from shore to shore.&lt;br /&gt;This greedy brute, this louse's ear&lt;br /&gt;is loved by people everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;For who could hate or bear a grudge,&lt;br /&gt;against a luscious piece of fudge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlie and the chocolate factory! i must watch it! i must i must! has been my favourite roald dahl book since young.. well actually i love all roald dahl books. hes such a great writer.. love the way he describes food and stuff.. damn interesting. i can just taste willy wonka's famous chocolates while reading man..anws i memorised the augustus gloop poem! aint that cool? hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14273329-112290025066269383?l=lilredster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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mich!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sunday today. and sunday is when my mom usually buys food from westlake eating house aft church. so anws today she asked me to order a box of fried noodles. then i called the number and waited super long before this guy answered. anw our conversation went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy: HELLO?(irritatedly)&lt;br /&gt;mich: (kinda shocked) is this westlake eating house?&lt;br /&gt;guy: ya.. wad you want?&lt;br /&gt;mich: i would like to order a small box of fried noodles please&lt;br /&gt;guy: wad you want?&lt;br /&gt;mich: (repeats)&lt;br /&gt;guy: HAR??&lt;br /&gt;mich: I WOULD LIKE TO ORDER A SMALL $4 BOX OF FRIED NOODLES&lt;br /&gt;guy: ok. you want rice or noodles?&lt;br /&gt;mich: noodles&lt;br /&gt;guy: do you want anything else? we got..(rattles on)&lt;br /&gt;mich no thanks&lt;br /&gt;guy: HAR??&lt;br /&gt;mich: NO THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anws my mom was scolding me and said i should have ordered in chinese since the ppl there speak chi. so anws i sorta fergot and when i went to collect the food later i met this grouchy old lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mich: hi (smiles)&lt;br /&gt;lady: (stare, then turn away)&lt;br /&gt;mich: im here to collect my fried noodles i ordered 10 mins ago.&lt;br /&gt;lady: (frown and shows me her palm)&lt;br /&gt;mich: (stare back)&lt;br /&gt;lady: si kuai dunno wad&lt;br /&gt;mich: (passes her money and collect the box) thank you&lt;br /&gt;lady: (sniff and walks away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see the staff in westlake eating house are uber rude!!! the food there is good but the service is BAD! i was so polite for nothing man.. what happened to the customer being always right.. and i was giving them business.. really felt like grabbing the box and running away without paying hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when i went home and told my mom abt it she said its bcos i didnt speak to them in chi. but that apparently wasnt the case cos i saw some angmohs eating q happily there too. so i came to a conclusion that she was just a grouchy old hag and the guy on the phone was prolly hasnt dug his ears for q a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya tzen came back yest from bangkok! helloooo poopy! check out the sunday times today.. got 2 big pages abt china tourists behaving badly in public.. haha the things do to embarass themselves and their country.. its so bad its amusing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gtg now. gonna swim later. blog nxt time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14273329-112279633408920074?l=lilredster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14273329/posts/default/112279633408920074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14273329/posts/default/112279633408920074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredster.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112279633408920074' title=''/><author><name>mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15031680553475748111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14273329.post-112212675798601229</id><published>2005-07-23T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T21:52:37.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new skin again</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;cute, cuddly, but horribly wrong..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello peeps. com was screwed up for the past few days so didnt getta blog alot.. anws i changed my skin again! hahaha i really love this one! lalalala happy tree friends! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. track finals just over on wed. was a damn good day for the longd team.. i have nv felt so proud to be part of the team until i witnessed the finals that day. made me feel all sad all over to think that i'll be leaving the team at the end of the year. and thats a feeling that comes deep down from my heart and can nv be expressed by crying etc. i'll really miss the team man.. funny how i can hate the sch and cant wait to escape from this communist prison and be free, but i sorta feel bonded to the longd team and all my teammates.. must be all the trg sessions we share together. really helps to bring us closer to each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw aft the finals there was victory lap and dinner. took alotta cool pics.. got one with ms tan standing behind me haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws i wanna be a mercury farmer nxt time! hahaha i shall steal all the mercury thermometers from all the physics labs on the world and break them to release the mercury inside and subject them to alpha rediation so they will decay and turn into.. platinum!! cool huh? ok well i dunno if it actually works but its worth a try.. aft all a small piece of platinum costs hundreds of bucks.. who knows maybe nxt time i'll be super rich. then i can get myself a big house with 3 cars. one ferarri for speeding arnd, one normal one for driving and one classic car for showing off hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gonna start on some cme hw now. till nxt time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14273329-112212675798601229?l=lilredster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14273329/posts/default/112212675798601229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14273329/posts/default/112212675798601229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredster.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112212675798601229' title='new skin again'/><author><name>mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15031680553475748111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14273329.post-112151411693099007</id><published>2005-07-16T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T19:45:39.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yellowww</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;yellow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest was arts fest. damn boring. so me and ali sneaked to the audi to catch a free FOA show. but ended up going backstage and to the 3rd storey where we went and watch the string ensemble from, get this, 3 storeys ON TOP of the stage.. hahaha cos we went through the door where the stage maintainance ppl go and fix the cables and pull the curtains and stuff. so we became directly on top of the performers.. cool huh. v phantom-of-the-opera-ish.. anws we left before ali's itchy hands could do anything stupid. then we proceeded to enter the dimming room. but couldnt see anything there so we went back to the audi and blended in with the other performers and watched the rest of the show. haha not bad we watched an almost-full FOA show and didnt end up 10 bucks poorer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft was chi listening. didnt have last yr's beginner's luck so think i screwed up this yr one.. heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then aft that was tzen's beach party.. left early haha but still managed to see some drunk dudes haha damn farni man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at the stars, &lt;br /&gt;Look how they shine for you, &lt;br /&gt;And everything you do, &lt;br /&gt;Yeah they were all yellow, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came along &lt;br /&gt;I wrote a song for you &lt;br /&gt;And all the things you do &lt;br /&gt;And it was called yellow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I took my turn &lt;br /&gt;Oh all the things I've done &lt;br /&gt;And it was all yellow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your skin &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah your skin and bones &lt;br /&gt;Turn into something beautiful &lt;br /&gt;D'you know you know I love you so &lt;br /&gt;You know I love you so &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swam across &lt;br /&gt;I jumped across for you &lt;br /&gt;Oh all the things you do &lt;br /&gt;Cause you were all yellow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew a line &lt;br /&gt;I drew a line for you &lt;br /&gt;Oh what a thing to do &lt;br /&gt;And it was all yellow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your skin &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah your skin and bones &lt;br /&gt;Turn into something beautiful &lt;br /&gt;D'you know for you i bleed myself dry &lt;br /&gt;For you i bleed myself dry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its true look how they shine for you &lt;br /&gt;look how they shine for you &lt;br /&gt;look how they shine for you &lt;br /&gt;look how they shine for you &lt;br /&gt;look how they shine for you &lt;br /&gt;look how they shine &lt;br /&gt;look at the stars look how they shine for you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14273329-112151411693099007?l=lilredster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14273329/posts/default/112151411693099007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14273329/posts/default/112151411693099007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredster.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112151411693099007' title='yellowww'/><author><name>mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15031680553475748111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14273329.post-112132516291869014</id><published>2005-07-14T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T15:12:42.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sucking blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Vampire, Dracula and Pontianak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there was a blood sucking competition to see whos the best blood sucker in the world. There were 3 contestants.. namely Vampire, Dracula and Pontianak. Vampire started first and returned hours later with his fangs all dripping with blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampire(to the people): Do you see that big island over there??&lt;br /&gt;People: We see it! We see it!&lt;br /&gt;Vampire: I sucked them DRY!! &lt;br /&gt;People: YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was Dracula's turn. After a few hours he returned with his face and hands dripping with blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dracula(to the people): Do you see that big country over there??&lt;br /&gt;People: We see it! We see it!&lt;br /&gt;Dracula: I sucked them DRY!!&lt;br /&gt;People: WOOHOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, was Pontianak. After a few seconds she returned with her whole body all covered in blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People: Woah...&lt;br /&gt;Pontianak: Do you see that big lampost over there??&lt;br /&gt;People: We see it! We see it!&lt;br /&gt;Pontianak: I didnt..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14273329-112132516291869014?l=lilredster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14273329/posts/default/112132516291869014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14273329/posts/default/112132516291869014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredster.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112132516291869014' title='sucking blood'/><author><name>mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15031680553475748111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14273329.post-112115866208555865</id><published>2005-07-12T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T16:57:42.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;New skin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yay i've got a new skin. and i did it myself.. i must be getting smarter haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok no more blogging today. gotta go wash my feet again. its super itchy cos of the bits of grass, mud and dead ant parts that stuck to my feet the whole day.. haha a result of running arnd the field barefoot today. ok ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14273329-112115866208555865?l=lilredster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14273329/posts/default/112115866208555865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14273329/posts/default/112115866208555865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredster.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112115866208555865' title='new skin'/><author><name>mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15031680553475748111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14273329.post-112074301494789897</id><published>2005-07-07T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T21:30:14.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Welcome to Live Crappin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello people welcome to my new blog. and since its a new blog will tzen or someone like cherylim help me choose a nice new skin to go with my new blog? thank you very much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i didnt mean to change url. cos of the endless spam on my taggyboard of my previous blog. NO THANKS to Mr alien. poor chinatown. cant stand those ppl who leave anonymous tags or tag with fake stupid childish sounding names. anws i dont think the alien guy will follow me to this new blog of mine. at least i hope not. if not i'll just havta let my special weapon take care of him. hehhehheh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya smint did some awful stuff to my poor drawing. http://artpad.art.com/?ij5s9r1juhs0 yucks it looks so ugly now..hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14273329-112074301494789897?l=lilredster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14273329/posts/default/112074301494789897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14273329/posts/default/112074301494789897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredster.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112074301494789897' title=''/><author><name>mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15031680553475748111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14273329.post-112074193153330068</id><published>2005-07-07T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T21:12:11.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first post</title><content type='html'>testing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14273329-112074193153330068?l=lilredster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14273329/posts/default/112074193153330068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14273329/posts/default/112074193153330068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredster.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112074193153330068' title='first post'/><author><name>mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15031680553475748111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
