<?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-18349886</id><updated>2012-02-17T12:09:09.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>îRεNε * -- å plåcê fÖr my hεåd -- *</title><subtitle type='html'>Long ago, just like the hearse you die to get in again. We are, so far, far from you. Bring it on, just like the hearse you slide to incinerate the lives of everyone you know. And what's the worse to do, from everyone heart you break, and like the blade you stain. Well i've been holding on tonight. What's the worst that i can say? Things are better if i stayed, so long and good night, so long and good night.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-116335436404000937</id><published>2006-11-13T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:54.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paiseh...</title><content type='html'>haha... i think by now, nobody reads this blog now, but anyways.. here goes nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since my last update, it's been a very long time.. *yikes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things happened within this few months... ermm... i've already turned 19 *officially* &gt;.&lt;" who else? Sin Ying, Shanna and ZiXian has oso turned 19 too XD.. and yes, not to forget other fellow classmates Wan Yian and Yung Hui ^.^ well, one reminder here, if anyone here commits a crime, eg. shoplifting *thinking u're turning old and u wanna feel the youthful self again, and u wanna try something to excite urself... go steal some stuff and go then feeling high abt it, see u end up in lokap onot*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in another err.. 13 hours, our first group presentation of this sem *ahem, 2nd sem for us d...* MGT101.. with dearies 'Baby' Aaron Lee/ Mr. Yeong , birdie 'Bird Queen' Shu Ying and 'Big Lo' Pui Kuen... erm.. i havent prepare leh.. i wonder if the rest did some memorizing work? *pondering*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, today (or as in yday 12/11/06.. now oredi 1.37am 13/11/06) erm.. went to KiPark Sri Utara showcase and look look and houses.. wah, the houses there cost at least half a million Ringgit... =.=" and the ones on sale now are all 3 storeys.. today met one mouth very jin but i have to agree wiv him la.. thou i listen jor feel kinda embarrased...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salesman : i'm sorry to tell u this mui mui zai *mom and me listening* but u would have to settle for the smallest room in the house *kla, i know what he wanna say jor*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom : coz next time marry out, no need so big room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : ..... *completely nothing to say... i knew they would say that.. i already have it coming my way*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;that is not the problem here!! my room happens to have a lot of books leh.. i need space to bring in more comics.. AHEM... books... :P .... kla, honestly, i would expect my room to have an extra book shelf for my precious mangas!! how can u juz gimme a small room like tht? it's not tht i dun have a reason.. *aiya irene, y u wanna go buy so many comics...* =.= my leisure mah.. juz like u la, u buy so many handphone magz and cookery books.. aren't they the same reasons =.=" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;told Aaron that i went to see house today.. he told me that his dad oso went to see the house before this... said maybe we could be neighbors one day.. *ORR*... but sigh... i'm still sad over it.. whenever this sensitive issue between us is bringing brought out... there's onli silence... and the atmostphere cools down suddenly... and i dunno wat answer to giv... neither does he.. said tht his dad is pretty interested in the houses at Kipark.. kla. my dad oso la.. even wanna ask my uncle interested in the houses here onot.. dad wanna make water feature =.=" if not so hou sei call my uncle *his bro* to buy a house next us?! crazy.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sigh..... good luck to everyone... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nitez... signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I-Rene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;13/11/06&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1.51am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-116335436404000937?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/116335436404000937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=116335436404000937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/116335436404000937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/116335436404000937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2006/11/paiseh.html' title='Paiseh...'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-115340936535150610</id><published>2006-07-20T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:54.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19th July 2006</title><content type='html'>after a long 4 months without meeting Manpreet, she looks slimmer than last time. maybe she didn't lose weight, but it could be tht we havent seen her for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis time, we asked her to meet us at McD at main block.. coz, walah~ it's her 19th Birthday. all of us, except LiLee were gathered at McD to celebrate her bday. we choose the Chocolate Indulgence from Secret Recipe. big cake indeed &gt;.&lt;" luckily Manpreet said tht the cake was nice. Wan Yian "escort" dear birthday girl into the restaurant, thn we started singing the Happy Birthday song~~ but.. bad timing coz i had to reply an important sms = =" so sorry for the disrespectfulness... @@" coz i was really busy tht day &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the cake cutting session and the chatting session, we took a photo with everyone except our photographer Uncle Kenny. thn half of the crowd had to leave coz had to do sumthing... so i had to rush to give Bryan the thumbdrive with the photos we snapped at Jin Seng's birthday.. stupid Kae Bin still dun wanna online to give me the rest of the photos.. Bryan oso "blow" me like mad d... not my fault mah.... = =" he refused to online i oso cannot do anything.. coz i dun have his contact number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i left McD, i quickly rush to the WN stationery and buy a CDR to burn sumthin for fren. since shuying was at the bench, so i asked her to safeguard my bag while i walked as fast as possible to find Bryan and pass him the photos. din know tht Yuan Khai was there with him at the councelor. guessed tht Bryan accompanied him to require. juz say hi to Yuan Khai and bye to Bryan, thn i hurrily rushed to the wifi hotspot to get my laptop going and burn the software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i finished burning was already 2.30pm, which passed my appointment with my fren. so i have to rush all the way to the parking and speed back to Jalan Ipoh. i oredi know where he would probably go while waiting for me... the CC as usual = =" so i dun have to make any phone calls or smses to know his whereabouts. thn he told me tht he had to go back early (always the same case la =.=") saying tht his sister need the car coz she wanna buy a new car wor... = =" sounds like he doesnt wanna hang out with me, fine with me lo.. thn on the way down to the car park, i told him tht the software i burn is onli 2mb.. thn he got a shock.. coz.. the software he needed was... 700+mb.. obviously i got the wrong software.. OK LOH.. so SORRY = =" how i know wor.. coz the webpage display is in chinesem. damn celaka the laptop cannot read their page... = =" so i wasnt able to read.. u still wanna go ahead and blame me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... i had to rush back to popular to buy the cdr.. sigh.... no wonder i'm broke after paying for the accounts past year questions... broke broke broke~ celaka, i was hoping to have lunch with him coz long time din meet, din even bother to ask whether i had my lunch onot, or whether i was hungry or thirsty. instead he ask me to give him a drink. since i brought extra bottle of water, let him have a gulp la =.="thn.. my water contaminated d.. cannot drink.. coz got saliva = ="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn played o2jam in cc awhile.. so sien... went down to the comic shop to see wat new comics available to read. bought XXX Holic vol9, Tsubasa vol15 and Wild Adapter vol4. i was hunting for W.A. the moment i stepped into the shop.. @@" now hoping Saiyuki Reload will 55 come out. Watase shud have new series coming out again since Zettai Kareshi oredi ended while Fushigi Genbu Kaiden is now in its 5th vol. have to start collecting back Death Note coz i bought until vol5. &gt;.&lt;" waah.. like tht sure broke lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to Sunday where i will be able to hang out with my dear high school frens again coz i didn't stay back for Senior 3. so i missed one whole year to stay with them... sigh... but thanks to frenster and MSN... yeap... we were able to keep in touch once again.. ah~ technology..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-115340936535150610?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/115340936535150610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=115340936535150610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/115340936535150610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/115340936535150610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2006/07/19th-july-2006.html' title='19th July 2006'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-115064876924423167</id><published>2006-06-19T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:54.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>University life</title><content type='html'>well, i'm entering the 4th week as an university student... and it seems tht everyone has already found a gang to hang out with or some partners to sit together with during the classes. Mr Nar, our Econs lecturer was boring and soft at first. i think during the 3rd week, i felt kinda weird as he started rolling his sleeves up, and starts to crack some not-so-funny jokes. some were kinda odd but we laughed, not because we laugh with him, it's becoz we laughed at him. why? he was quite silly but wat the heck, i guess he is making some afforts to make the class more interesting. ok, so there goes another boring to a bit jolly class here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wat's the most boring subject now? the answer is... my favourite ITC - IT for Business course. goodness, during the 1st week, it was really kinda boring. his voice wasn't loud enuff, the classroom was absolutely suck! the reason was the classroom was too small to accomodate almost a hundred students. how even thou the staff changed the class, it was still not big enuff. we even had to cramp with the other students. but that was when we got to knew new frens.. wahaha.. we were actually spending our time making new frens. so these ppl were from Tsun Jin (Xun Ren). juz to let u know, the school is located at the road to Cheras. there was also a whole gang from JB, and watdya know'? they were also from a chinese private school *hooray~ we, the chinese private school students r taking over* btw.. i forgotten to intro the ITC lecturer - Mr Chay. tall and skinny looking. specs which made him looked like a nerd or a bookworm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our Marketing lectuer, Mr Liew is quite an interesting man. he speaks of a slang which i think it's kinda cool. he always tell us tht his languange is blunt. he's the age of ur grandfather.. he's 63 oredi but he still doesnt look tht old. u'll be surprised tht he is slim and still looking good.. wahaha... i enjoy his class and really looking forward to his jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly... wat have i missed? hmm.. btw, Mr Nar is teaching us  Microeconomics. oh yeah.. Mr Gooi our Accounting lecturer. supposingly the 2nd oldest among our 4 lecturers. he sounds a bit like Ms Eileen, our foundation Acc lecturer. same style - always like to say add marks =.=" beh tahan.. tis lectuer.. hmm.. kinda funny too... and really funny coz of his way of saying certain topics.. wahahaha... i'll elaborate on tht funny thing next time.. if i still remember o.O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... it's still not tht bad.. hmm... havent even did my revision... how to transfer credit to Aus? sheeze.. better try to cut down on onlining. grr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-115064876924423167?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/115064876924423167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=115064876924423167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/115064876924423167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/115064876924423167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2006/06/university-life.html' title='University life'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-114806367098741157</id><published>2006-05-20T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:54.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AnotheR BorinG DaY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So sien... dunno wat to do at home... still waiting for orientation to arrive.. y dun the time pass faster a bit? and my right thigh is pain and tired... sprained jor? *no gua* sit oso cannot, sleep oso cannot, can feel the leg so pain = =" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;b7 today morning sms me again, ask wanna go CH canteen makan breakfast onot... i told him off by telling him tht i need to bathe and go college thn go MV. i told him i had no money, so he wanted to treat me.. sry la, others treat me i tak kisah, but urs i dun wan to spend a single penny... y? coz u have bullied me in form 5 for half a year.. n im damn fed up with u mocking at me... see me still will mock me.. saying how stupid i am, owez look down on me = =" say even if i study oso wont get good grades.. shit... i know u're smart n even got promoted back to 1st class in form 6.. so wat?!! u're one asshole n onli a B7...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;walala~ so bored.. split with sheep for 2 weeks d... everything seems like it had juz happened yday... sigh sigh.. despite treating me badly sometimes, i can onli recall the sweet sweet memories, n i cant give myself a reason to hate u... hope u can be good good frens with chuan.. wow.. 2 ex getting along... cant wait to see the results~ kekeke.. coz chuan promised me d.... thx chuan.. for owez being there for me since form 2... yep yep.. forever we are buddies~ luckily u still understand me... n agree with most of my "life philosophies"... maybe we've been thru lots of things? lolx... hope u n kai ling 55 get back together la if u two still have feelings for each other ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-114806367098741157?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/114806367098741157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=114806367098741157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114806367098741157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114806367098741157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2006/05/another-boring-day.html' title='AnotheR BorinG DaY'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-114794544115841382</id><published>2006-05-18T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:53.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shall I Welcome Myself Back?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Why did i ask this? becoz... if u guys had realized, i havent been blogging in Blogspot lately... so... shall i welcome back myself? like *hihi.. thank u for returning here.. where the shit have u been too?* i juz love cursing at myself.. wakakakaka.... sometimes, we must be cruel to ourselves then onli can complete some of the tasks right? bcoz the reality is cruel and u must be fast b4 someone pulls ur leg and u fall, thn ppl will have the upper hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;learn to be cruel to urself bcoz it's one of the survivor kit u must have in this century. cruel to urself thn u will make the decisions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-114794544115841382?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/114794544115841382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=114794544115841382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114794544115841382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114794544115841382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2006/05/shall-i-welcome-myself-back.html' title='Shall I Welcome Myself Back?'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-114555100544208629</id><published>2006-04-20T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:53.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money IS the Root of All Evil</title><content type='html'>u've heard abt it, debated abt it, presented it, or maybe even wrote abt it. but how true is tis statement? how far can it go? have u ever experienced it b4?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell u a story abt a man who's so into his money tht he even accused his own wife for stealing his money in front of the relatives. he backstabs his own wife, n he made it. the relatives doesnt believe the wife anymore when she was seeking help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the real story was tht, the man had been stealing money from his wife without her even realizing it. slowly, the man took his wife's share of money for 20 years. wat did the wife do with the given money? she used them to buy marketing stuff, she has to give her children allowances, pay for her insurance. we know now the government has provide lesser subsidies for petrol. prices rose almost in everything. there was no increment in her pay, onli deduction from her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his wife, devoting herself to the family. and yet, the man goes around tellin ppl his wife is a thief, how bad she was. juz imagine.. if u r the wife, what wud u do? to stay or to leave? relatives gives u the looks tht u're a bad person, someone they cannot hold faith in, cant put their trust in u. a modern society like now, ppl rather get a divorce to get out from this abusive husband. but she is still hanging on to the family. she raised her children with her bare hands. no servants, no helpers, onli her. she doensn't go work. simply bcoz her husband doesn't allow tht to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wants to be god in the hse. he want to play smart all the time. he thinks he's correct all the time. he must take control in everything. he batters his children's self esteem. their lives at home, with him n all his nonsence, it is like hell. whn he hits the wife, it's more than hell. does he love his wife? the wife felt hurt whn she recalls abt it. she did nothing wrong, her onli mistake was to marry into tis family. tis cursed family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis greedy family, everyone fights for money. all talks abt money. all boast how rich they are. she choose to remain simple. her sister-in-laws dress up beautifully, n sometimes even overdressed, she doesnt go beyond her limit. she isn't as rich as them. they go to the office, they do a bit of work n shake their legs most of the time. they get paid. wat they have nothing to do, they listen to gossips.. they hear wat they are being told. the man talks bad n does bad things behind the wife's knowledge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wife doesn't know much abt the ongoings in the office. she hardly goes to the office. onli one of her sister-in-law was kind enuff to show simpathy and told her wat had actually happened in the office. the wife knows tht one of the sister-in-law is emotionally attached with her husband. the man looks nice in public, but at home, he's a devil. he smothers everyone. including his nephews n nieces. who has he not condemn yet? ah.. yes.. the sister-in-law who is emotionally attached to him. he praises her. he smiles with her. he laughs with her. he talks with her. slowly, the vixen doesn't show any respect for his wife. she's the bitch in the eyes of the other relatives as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has said tht she was once caught dating with one of the distant relative. who caught them? the wife of tht relative. she has already hold the record of commiting infidelity. she can do it once, y not twice? she steals the husband of others. juz bcoz she has problems with her marriage, she doens't have the rights to seek comfort in other ppl's husband. she has past her limits. she shall pay for her sins. how does she live everyday? don't she even feel remorse? i doubt tht. she's juz a bloody bitch. she cares for no one but money n herself. rumours said tht she married into the family bcoz her husband was rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember one thing. punishment isn't necessarily on the sinner itself. it could be on the next generation. don't think tht u've sin, u got away with it juz bcoz u werent being punished. today u sinned, the next day, the consequences could be on ur children, or even ur loved ones. dare u take the risk? think twice. the lord onli forgives once, n sends u to hell twice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-114555100544208629?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/114555100544208629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=114555100544208629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114555100544208629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114555100544208629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2006/04/money-is-root-of-all-evil.html' title='Money IS the Root of All Evil'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-114460214131621359</id><published>2006-04-10T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:53.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginnin of exams, ending of foundation...</title><content type='html'>8th of April, our first subject of the day was... taa TAA~ none other than Statistics.. it was the worse paper that i've ever sat for.. Finite Maths was easier compare to this! hmm... okok, i'm juz crapping... guessed tht i didn't put enuff afford into Stats.. hmm... when i came out of the exam hall, i was almost in tears.. onli until when we went for lunch thn onli i can regain my smile... juz imagine, if i failed one stupid Stats n forced to stay back in foundation... actually i dun mind.. but going back to foundation onli for one subject.. r u kidding me? wasting my time.. but thn.. look on the bright side, i still get to see Mr Alex.. wahahaa.. waahaha... can hear Shuying voice echoing in my mind.. "U SONG 9 D AH?".. thn Khai Shein's voice "U THINK SO EASY TO FAIL AH?"... yerr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. the main reason tht i wrote this post was not abt Stats exam.. but wat happened when i was about to enter the exam hall... Mr Alex was calling the students to enter the hall n keep quiet... so when i was about the enter the room, i greeted him as usual.. "Morning Sir".. thn he happily greeted back "morning". wahaha.. the next thing he asked.. "eh? how come u today din wear skirt? yday onli i juz told u tht u wear so nice"... my reply, "oh~ thn i wear next week la"... MUAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA... too happieeee... *muahaha* and yes, ppl will think tht i'm psycho... in fact i am.. yerrr... leaving HMC makes me.. heavy hearted... *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz now when i was talking with Shanna, she said tht i got "Alex Obsessive Syndrom".. yor.. need to say till like tht meh? kua jiong until say i will stick his photos on the wall.. CHOI! i wont do tht ok? later my mum oso say me crazy = =" wahaha, actually i'm not allowed to stick any poster on the wall.. makes the wall ugly la..  cant help it la.. he's so cute.. Soo Wen onlined last nite, and told me... some student requested him to do some actions, thn he did the 60's dance... the ones u see on tv, where ppl do tht pointing finger up in the air one.. the famous disco move... yer yer.. even told me... too bad she cannot record for me.. = =" gek me somemore by drawing tht dance out &gt;"&lt; YER YER YER.. i wanna watch him dance too! *sob sob sob sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while everyone is busy studying for exam, onli me busy blogging here.. = =" critique paper still got another more 16 lines to make it 3 full pages.. beh tahan.. continue later la.. whn i think wat to write&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-114460214131621359?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/114460214131621359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=114460214131621359' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114460214131621359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114460214131621359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2006/04/beginnin-of-exams-ending-of-foundation.html' title='Beginnin of exams, ending of foundation...'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-114441532204746408</id><published>2006-04-07T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:53.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yer.. End of Sem 3 d.. *SOBSOB*</title><content type='html'>well ppl, our last sem of the foundation has ended.. at first, really wanted to finish the course quickly so tht can get on to first year. but now... really dun feel like going away from the main block.. i'll be missing it.. the people there, the food stalls and restaurants there.. T.T all also very convinient at main block. eh.... now onli i thought of it.. if transfer to the KPD there oredi... not like tht.. we might bump into the legendary one? O_O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, on the way to SR11 for accounts class, i saw Ms Selina and Mr Alex *yippie*.. damn happy tht i could still meet him in main block coz i tot he doesnt have any classes on friday... so i said "hi" to Ms Selina n "morning" to Mr Alex... thn i got excited.. but i was worried coz the stupid FBNN is juz a few steps away from them... so when i walked passed her, she smiled at me.. n i din know wat to do.. to smile, or not to smile, tht... is the question @@" i'm too kind n polite to lecturers, so i juz smiled A BIT... sampat one la her.. when i dun wan to greet n smile at her thn onli she wanna start smilin at ppl.. sot one~ but the happiest thing tht i heard today.. of coz it's from Mr. Alex lah.. he say.."&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wah, today wear so nice one&lt;/span&gt;".. MUAHAHAHAHAHA... aiya.. can fly to the sky d... *excited*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's the last time i'll be having classes in the main block... so sad... yday while i was waiting for my dad, i saw Wern Yii..so we chatted a bit thn saw my dad opposite d.. thn i quickly rushed into the car.. luckily no rain d.. hooiyoh... it jammed all the way from turning out of HELP to the road back to Jalan Ipoh.. wahh... jam jam jam.. so i took the opportunity and asked my dad whether he could get me a laptop @@" now i finally know the importance of laptop d..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah... 9pm d.. have to go bathe n study for tmr's Stats @@" worried cannot pass la.. sheeze.. all the best tmr~ weeeee.. *hope can see Alex again".. muahahahah muahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-114441532204746408?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/114441532204746408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=114441532204746408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114441532204746408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114441532204746408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2006/04/yer-end-of-sem-3-d-sobsob.html' title='Yer.. End of Sem 3 d.. *SOBSOB*'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-114331444509241578</id><published>2006-03-26T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:53.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stressful period of the sem</title><content type='html'>din know my last sem ending up so stressed with all the work, especially psychology... gerard was totally pissed off with our time allocation.. so our meeting ended 30 mins earlier... he gave us 2 books related to EQ n expect us to return his book by wednesday. even told shuying to guard them with her life or else, she will fail the course.. heavy responsibility for her.. how sad.. so we had to rush to the library as time is running short, we have not taken our lunch. shuying kept saying tht she was hungry, soo wen answered back tht she is hungry as well, i'm hungry too! gerard pressured us &gt;.&lt;" err.. i din really feel the pressure.. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the library, soo wen n shuying argued over lunch = =" shuying was in bad mood coz she's too hungry, thn soo wen tegur her a bit, thn all beh song each other, coz dunno over wat question shuying asked.. soo wen replied, stop asking stupid question.. thn cold war d = =" luckily all things cool down when chia wen came walking here n there, she wore her whole set of mickey mouse clothing again.. we stared at chia wen, thn i peeped at soo wen, soo wen stared back at me, thn we all burst in laughter.. coz of chia wen's pants, the words at the back "stay cool".. she asked, y must put the stay cool behind the pants? well, who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the discussion, we headed back to main block for lunch, n we were kinda in a hurry coz psycho replacement class starts at 2.30pm. thn one of us suggested pizza as lunch. well, it was lunch time, so the place was packed, n even no place to sit, juz whn we finally found a place to settle down, the whole pizza hut was hot like oven, not a single blow of air = =" so we decided to juz take away 2 regular pizzas n go back to HELP n eat xD mmm~ delicious.. coz din eat mah.. kekkee... li lee din eat the pizza as she had to stick to her religious rules of not eating meat till easter, so she ate her 2 buns. all 3 of us ate in front of the toilet.. how happie we are?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we know tht the gerard in class n gerard in his office looks different. i guess tht he is more humourous in class - to avoid boredom in class. well ppl, let's work hard~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday got accounts quiz 2, wednesday got mary's open book assignment, n monday got councelling session (personal).. hmm... hmm.... @@" so busy.. have to finish reading the psychology things.. sob!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-114331444509241578?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/114331444509241578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=114331444509241578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114331444509241578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114331444509241578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2006/03/stressful-period-of-sem.html' title='stressful period of the sem'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-114330717592117303</id><published>2006-03-26T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:52.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tickle test - 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wat kind of girl fren r u?'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-114304631378301891</id><published>2006-03-23T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:52.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c334/irene0818/love1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c334/irene0818/love2.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c334/irene0818/love3.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c334/irene0818/love4.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c334/irene0818/love5.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c334/irene0818/love6.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c334/irene0818/love7.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c334/irene0818/love8.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-114304631378301891?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/114304631378301891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=114304631378301891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114304631378301891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114304631378301891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2006/03/love.html' title='Love...'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-114302143148368357</id><published>2006-03-22T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:52.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow... ^@^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Toward the middle of the frame, you are a realist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Facing front, you are direct, enjoy playing devil's advocate and neither fear nor avoid discussions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;With many details, you are analytical, cautious, and distrustful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;With 4 legs showing, you are secure, stubborn, and stick to your ideals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;The size of the ears indicates how good a listener you are. You are a good listener.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;The length of the tail indicates the quality of your sex life. You have a good sex life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis was the result i got when i played the "&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;draw-a-pig&lt;/span&gt;".. wahaha... sent by khai shein... = =" the snout frightned me! wahh... @@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freaknfunny.com/files/upload/draw-a-pig.swf"&gt;http://www.freaknfunny.com/files/upload/draw-a-pig.swf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy ppl~ kekekeke...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-114302143148368357?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/114302143148368357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=114302143148368357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114302143148368357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114302143148368357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2006/03/wow.html' title='wow... ^@^'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-114097559616830518</id><published>2006-02-27T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:52.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crap for the sake of crap</title><content type='html'>in my opinion, it's better to see or to know the ugly side of ppl.. thn onli we will know, in this world, there is this type of ppl... at least, we wont be fooled or get tricked by these sort of ppl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;utmost, we should thank these ppl for teaching us, showing us tht tis is reality, so wake up! &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;bcoz of them, we mature; bcoz of them, we see things clearer; bocoz of them, we know wat is the truth; bcoz of them, we r no longer naive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to me, humans were owez the devil. they destroyed wat they've built. politics are owez complicated, none of them r true- fakers. they do not practice wat they preach. lolx.. so wat else can i say? y do ppl have mobs n stikes? isnt it obvious tht there's sumthing wrong with the system? if it's so perfect n good for the citizens, y do they go against it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do believe tht one day, the earth will be destroyed. destroyed by humans, technology helps but at the same time, sucking the life out of earth. y do ppl need to live so long? if they have treasured the time n oppoturnity to do things tht r important to them, then even if they died at an early age, they will feel tht maybe they died too soon, but they lived their lives to the fullest, died with lesser regrets. sure, there r many things for them to do but they couldnt live till tht day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we know tht we shud learn from our mistakes, but y do we over repeat the same mistakes? we know tht it is wrong, but still we continue doing it. izzit bcoz we enjoying doing it? how does it feels? mayb, we couldnt let go. we're holding on to wat we call "belief". everyone has a set of principles n beliefs. in other ppl's eyes, we r wrong. but our heart tells us tht, we r doing juz fine. these ppl do not live their lives with masks on their faces. they r living the &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... today, tis me crapping for the sake of crapping.. lolx.. mayb i will continue to crap abt silly things again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : hope i'm feeling ok b4 we go to camp.. yeah~ free from fever n snap more pics with mr alex.. kekeke.. will winnie b jealous? wat if alex refused to snap with us??? *OMG* *OMG*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-114097559616830518?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/114097559616830518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=114097559616830518' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114097559616830518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114097559616830518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2006/02/crap-for-sake-of-crap.html' title='crap for the sake of crap'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-114084921296872840</id><published>2006-02-25T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:52.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wee wung wung</title><content type='html'>hmm.. not available.. lolx... next time onli do sumthing abt it lah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-114084921296872840?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/114084921296872840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=114084921296872840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114084921296872840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114084921296872840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2006/02/wee-wung-wung.html' title='wee wung wung'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-114080705353361388</id><published>2006-02-25T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:51.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>going to camp soon.. juz cant wait for friday</title><content type='html'>well.. luckily, most of the mid-term exams are over, except the accounts which we'll have to continue one more question (?) next week.. i guess tht there's not enuff time to finish the 3 questions in juz 90 mins.. reminds me abt my form 4 n form 5 years.. 90 mins can do lots of question jor.. nolah.. kidding, if easy questions, maybe 90 mins can do 3 or 4 easy small questions : ) am i exaggerating? i dunno wor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, err.. yday was yi yee's bday... dunno whether she got receive my bday testi onot. coz i've noticed tht some of my testi to the other frens werent available at their a/c, so it was either they rejected (too bad lah, i dun owez write testi to others, got mine is oredi ur honour, ok!!??) or maybe they din receive the testi? coz i wrote a testi to khai shein, but i wasnt sure tht she received the testi, coz i din go n check, n i saw no notice abt her testi being updated or wat &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psychology mid term was damn horrible, the reason was as easy as i did not study all the chapters.  oh well, tis mid term is a very terrible "jiao xun"! err.. couldnt remember the word in english.. punishment or sumthin, really makes me wanna study harder for the exams. heard from zixian tht even the statistics oso need a presentation, soooo zha dao.. saw wern yii at the bench, she sat with us n gila for a few moments with us &gt;.&lt;" tht shuying even told ppl tht she is called the &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;bird queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.. wahaha.. finally admit d.. kekekeke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;statistics mid term was the worst exam ever.. compared to finite maths.. finite was better coz i can affort a '0' for the quiz, but not the mid term.. die loh... later mary scold how? but after i attended thursday's tutorial, i found out tht mary wasnt half as bad as i thought.. juz maybe when she's in class, she's very stern.. &gt;.&lt;" with all her blinking eyes business n the gila moment when she moves the slide towards the wall = =" i guess tht she was still ok in tutorial classes.. lolx.. after her consultation for the latest questions, i suddenly feel an energy to work even harder for the subject..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazingly tht my macro can pass &gt;.&lt;" wahhh... but still cannot be too lenient for the next quiz, presentation n finals.. who knows it's harder than b4? &gt;.&lt;" lousy presentation skills oso can earn us an 8.5, hmm.. ok lah.. maybe coz we were so busy giggling the whole session.. mr alex decided to deduct our marks? i'm not even sure whether he got our points? but i guess he was oso enjoying our unprofessional n unserious presentation.. when he was taking attendance, he mentioned my name.. "I saw I-Rene".... who owez say TIS sentence one leh? soo wen n shuying izzit? &gt;"&lt; even mr alex oso bully me... wuuu.. wuu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah... camp camp~~ cant wait for friday to come.. especially our mid terms are done.. the most happiest thing is tht mr alex is oso going &gt;.&lt;" must snap snap snap photos with him.. SNAP SNAP SNAP!!! SNAP~~~~~ wahahahahaha.. muahahahaha.. waakakakakakkakaka.. MUAHAHAHHAAA... too happy.. paiseh... shanna even worried tht i got to obsessed with mr alex.. he's juz too cute lah.. owez reminds me of my sheep.. which oso called alex, n my dad oso called alex, n shanna's ex oso called alex, n i got one fren oso called alex, n my dad's salesman oso called alex.. WAH.. so many alex i know &gt;.&lt;" how many? i count first ah.. 3... 6 = =" i know 6 alex.. how KIND of GOD to let me know so many many ALEX....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long time no blog d wor.. kekekeke... next time must gambate somemore.. lolx.. juz cant wait to go to camp... weeeeeeeeeeee~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly tot of wat wern yii said today.. first year is very busy.. heard tht adeline went for UEL i think.. if i din remember wrongly.. she even mentioned abt a rich girl from ShangHai who dresses up n make up like adeline oso wor.. ooOH.. if can start 1st year on may.. wah.. same buliding with bryan they all.. can ask bryan for my presents.. wahahhaa.. scare him away b4 i could even get them from him = ="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-114080705353361388?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/114080705353361388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=114080705353361388' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114080705353361388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/114080705353361388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2006/02/going-to-camp-soon-juz-cant-wait-for.html' title='going to camp soon.. juz cant wait for friday'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-113968762996496282</id><published>2006-02-12T03:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:51.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz again.. juz happened to saw tis thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="I'm Chichiri!" src="http://images.quizilla.com/O/OtakuHawk/1059346856_lachiframe.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're Chichiri!A goofy jokester one minute and a serious confidant&lt;br /&gt;the next, you never fail to surprise people!&lt;br /&gt;An excellent listener and wonderful at giving&lt;br /&gt;advice, people often go to you for help.&lt;br /&gt;However, though you may know all about them,&lt;br /&gt;they hardly know anything about you, so don't&lt;br /&gt;be afraid to strip off that figurative mask&lt;br /&gt;and show them the real face behind the smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Take this quiz at Quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=57&amp;url=http://quizilla.com/users/OtakuHawk/quizzes/The%20Fushigi%20Yuugi%20Personality%20Quizzicle%20(with%20pictures"&gt;The Fushigi Yuugi Personality Quizzicle (with pictures)!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;img alt="I'm a Flexible Fanatic!" src="http://images.quizilla.com/O/OtakuHawk/1060930322_laflexible.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a Flexible Fanatic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Take this quiz at Quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=57&amp;amp;url=http://quizilla.com/users/OtakuHawk/quizzes/The%20Anime%20Nerd%20Genre%20Quizzicle%20(with%20pictures"&gt;The Anime Nerd Genre Quizzicle (with pictures)!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;a title="Quiz, Horoscope, Flash Games, Poems - Quizilla!" href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="I'm the Girl Next Door! 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OOH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7163864.3ef490.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tht center guy is a sissy.. o.O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7163855.a6d095.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaahh &gt;.&lt;" all science stream look students.. cannot stand the glaring light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7163849.7c811a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit.. who snapped me one? where's this place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7163836.3ee14f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno is this me onot? ==" must b tht time i went over to her hse to use the internet awhile.. for the micro's presentation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7163922.7d7a2f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onli know chai kee n si min onli.. how sad.. bday girl looks like a devil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7163913.753b3e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bday girl's cousin or niece/newphew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7163932.c2df40.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hor! si min, dun think chai kee n li yong cant see.. caught u red handed liao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7163938.b28fcd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carlson n his gf.. y looked like ngam ngam quarrelled one? jz jk la.. they got share the food together o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7163942.b38ddf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one happy couple jor lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7163951.8856f3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun remember the cake looked like tis ==" short term memory.. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7163969.9d3dc4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;li yong's family.. including her mum, grandma, aunts n cousins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7163979.c71167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOOI! i havent go near the cake u babies wanna eat jor ah? kick u away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7163987.ab7709.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh..  human mountain human sea.. juz look at the crowd.. bigger than the ppl in the classroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7163994.16247e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where has all the ppl gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7164000.201390.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another sissy.. heard tht his elder n younger bros are more good lookin thn him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7164005.a3e1ec.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm juz too interested in the moo moo in my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7164020.95c950.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n jin seng.. the driver for most of our outings.. shanna's fav buddy.. too bad u werent here to snap with him.. purposely wanna make shanna jealous for not attending the party.. pay back time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7164027.78f95d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know how evil i was? i chat with tis girl whole nite long n din even remember her name. she kinda got pissed off when i asked for her name again.. =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7164033.5ffeb1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the onli primary school frens, jin seng, kang wei, carlson n me.. sleeping in front of the cam.. OH NO! my soul is getting sucked into the cam.. help me.. i'm melting~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7164037.318b71.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the security guard took this pic.. can u spot me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7164060.a7088a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a better view d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7164098.017606.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7164426.375ce0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know which is the one i gave to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7164521.9939a4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tada! tis is mine~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1119/7164530.dd9c0d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gift to her.. look at those torto.. so kawaii.. &gt;.&lt;" n expensive. asked zixian to help me choose oso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-113966133627721775?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/113966133627721775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=113966133627721775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/113966133627721775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/113966133627721775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2006/02/photos-from-li-yongs-bday.html' title='Photos from Li Yong&apos;s Bday'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-113793097980615429</id><published>2006-01-22T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:51.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm NORMAL</title><content type='html'>You are a normal person... you arent going to do&lt;br /&gt;anything idiotic because you are afraid of what&lt;br /&gt;people might think. BOOO FREAKING HOO. you&lt;br /&gt;suck. Why did you bother taking my wonderful&lt;br /&gt;quiz? go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Take this quiz at Quizilla" href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Idiotic thing are you most likely to be caught doing? (fixed)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-113793097980615429?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/113793097980615429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=113793097980615429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/113793097980615429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/113793097980615429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://quizilla.com/users/meko909/quizzes/What%20is%20your%20true%20demon%20form?girls"&gt;What is your true demon form?girls only(with anime pics)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-113792950576444224?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/113792950576444224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=113792950576444224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/113792950576444224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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of&lt;br /&gt;b.people of blood type b are often&lt;br /&gt;shy,calm,clear-headed smart and quite.you have&lt;br /&gt;quite a few close friends,but it really takes&lt;br /&gt;time for you to make new friends or to get use&lt;br /&gt;to a new enviorment.you are the most&lt;br /&gt;responsible blood type,and you mostly make the&lt;br /&gt;right decision.you are also loving and&lt;br /&gt;caring.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Take this quiz at Quizilla" href="http://quizilla.com/users/meko909/quizzes/what%20blood%20type%20are%20you%20like?girls"&gt;what blood type are you like?girls only(with anime pics)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-113792926555550893?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-113792795656147732</id><published>2006-01-22T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:50.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another quiz thingy</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="HASH(0x8c913c0)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/U/UN/UNA/Unadmirable.Plans/1133569097_uresdoggie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog - Loyal, Dim-witted, Happy. You love to&lt;br /&gt;play and run around freely, but still always&lt;br /&gt;stick with your best friends and would die for&lt;br /&gt;them. Though a little slow, once you get things&lt;br /&gt;you remember them for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Take this quiz at Quizilla" href="http://quizilla.com/users/Unadmirable.Plans/quizzes/[&amp;#9829;][x]"&gt;[♥][x] What Animal is your Destined Companion [x][♥]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-113792795656147732?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/113792795656147732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=113792795656147732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/113792795656147732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/113792795656147732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2006/01/another-quiz-thingy.html' title='another quiz thingy'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-113792764179286378</id><published>2006-01-22T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:50.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some quizes</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="HASH(0x8eaa27c)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/U/UN/UNA/Unadmirable.Plans/1133561365_swerewolf4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were-wolf - misunderstood, tragic, powerfull. You&lt;br /&gt;never wanted this to happen to you but it did&lt;br /&gt;anyway, you hate how people mistrust you now&lt;br /&gt;for something you cannot help and so you lash&lt;br /&gt;out at those who mock you. If someone would&lt;br /&gt;take the time to know you they would see the&lt;br /&gt;true great person within. Sometimes you act to&lt;br /&gt;impulsively when angered or in the spotlight,&lt;br /&gt;and it could get you in serious trouble. It may&lt;br /&gt;seem that the whole world is out to get you&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, and no one sympathizes with you, but&lt;br /&gt;one day you'll probably find a best friend or&lt;br /&gt;maybe your soul-mate who feels exactly the same&lt;br /&gt;as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Take this quiz at Quizilla" href="http://quizilla.com/users/Unadmirable.Plans/quizzes/[&amp;#9829;][x]What"&gt;[♥][x]What Mythological Creature Dwells Within your Soul [♥][x] &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-113792764179286378?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/113792764179286378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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with my grandmother stories</title><content type='html'>since the rubber thingy came out d.. i had difficulties walking with tht stupid sport shoes ol' mine.. as i was walking... soo wen n shuying or zixian laughed at my walking style.. i think i walked like a clumsy idiot clown with big shoes =.=" how humiliating... in the end.. i beh tahan.. i was forced to take out my shoes... finally.. freedom~ ran wiv my bare feet.. luckily not many students were outside.. there were sum who saw me run =.="" paiseh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached the entrance.. i dunno how to go in walking wiv my rotten shoes =.=" thn zixian.. or izzit soo wen or shuying saw the newspaper got the thingy for tying the newspaper... so she brought me one for me to tie my shoe.. mana tau.. when walk a few steps thn come out d =.=" luckily i'm owez the strange one.. owez like to b different... i took out my shoes n ran into the toilet.. dunno whether the guards feel strange onot :p needless to say.. when i walked back to zixian's car.. i had to take out my shoes oso.. can walk better somemore.. no more being bounded by the lousy shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya.. time to sleep again =.=" have to continue the story another time again.. cacat.. too sleepy.. nite nite.. remind myself to write abt today's golf lesson.. waahahha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-113311129000879974?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/113311129000879974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=113311129000879974' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/113311129000879974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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to go to the library to do research on her law assignment.. while waiting for khai shein to bring the ball... we saw mr alex walking his way to the classrooms upstairs dd... he was carrying his bagpack... our opinion? he looks cute &gt;.&lt; wakakakaka... so we when for our food.. i think it was porridge (if i'm not mistaken).. thn we passed by ali maju.. timmy asked whether we're playing basketball.. i answered him tht we were gonna play later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn after tht... hmm.. on the way to the court, we saw timmy n chong sitting down at the stage at the lower "foiyer".. shit.. dunno how to spell.. anyway.. while we were playing not long.. thn came along the 2 boys.. they got the ball n started showing some of their skills.. i admit tht they can play much better than us.. after all... we r even worse than beginners =.=" when chong asked which group they shud belong... chong joined shuying n zixian while timmy joined me n soo wen.. wakakaka.. we finally had sumone taller to play~~~( HOHOOOHOHO.. now we know.. shuying tall oso useless.. muahahaha~) of coz.. the overall winners were us! during the game... zixian's group could hardly score.. she threatened not to drive me home if i pass the ball to timmy(!!!) coz timmy helped us to score most of the time.. of coz... chong oso helped their group to score lahh~ it was quite funny.. coz the girls' skills r rotten =.=" but i still managed to score a few goals~ thn after dunno how long... thn timmy kinda like received a phone call.. so they had to go... thn chong said tht he would play together with us when the weather is not so hot &gt;.&lt;" at tis period of the year.. the sun wud come out early in the morning loo.. cannot blame us.. even it's onli 10am sumthin.. the sun is already like noon =.=" n after the game.. my shoe rosak d =.=" the rubber layer under our sport shoes came out =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to continue another time =.=" time for bed... tmr got revision class for math~&lt;div 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e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-113162246640208006</id><published>2005-11-10T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:49.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The dangerous road ride n the Deevali Tale</title><content type='html'>since we've left from McDonald's, the 3 cars has been driving quite fast.. basically, Khai Shein n Zixian were kinda like racing O.O" Manpreet dun argue anymore... u really drive very fast la... n drive zig-zag one... Shein says tht u drive very messy... Zixian oso tried hard to chase up Manpreet, Khai Shein too had to catch up with Zixian.. the 3 crazy drivers.. luckily no police.. if not sure can hear siren d &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon, we arrive at Jln Ipoh, mine n Zixian's area.. nyek nyek.. i told May Yoong tht the road at the right after the jejantas is my hse n Chong Hwa.. while a lil bit on the right side is Mutiara, where i did my hair n where Sheep works at.. Zixian stopped at Mutiara's bus stop, so Shein oso stopped.. but when she juz stop onli thn Zixian starts moving d coz Manpreet had chased up from far behind.. nyek &gt;.&lt;" tht place hard to move again coz there's many cars tht comes fast without letting u have chances to go.. anyways... all the way straight to Batu 5's roundabout... before we reached The Store, i told May Yoong again tht the road on the right is the way to Zixian's house.. n she said tht our hses were far from college.. NOla... too serious d.. it's considered near d loo... onli 10 minutes drive : 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the roundabout, i told May Yoong tht the other road was to Jinjang/Kepong.. tht road leads to Eng Hui's hse n Yung Hui's hse... so we're leaving quite near to each other even tho it's 10 mins drive away from my hse.. &gt;.&lt;" since i dunno Yung Hui's hse is where.. so i dunno how far i must travel.. but i guess the most oso around 30mins? so headed for Selayang tht road... all the way to Batu Caves &gt;.&lt;" far far away land... actually there's another way to go to Manpreet's hse... it's one of the road at the right side b4 even reaching Zixian's hse... tht's the road i use to go to Gombak for my car exam.. pifpif.. whether Zixian used the road during her learning days i'm not sure..  no wonder at Batu Caves, the road seemed so familiar.. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reached Manpreet's hse around 30 mins later.. so far &gt;.&lt;" first.. we were greeted by Manpreet's mum.. looks frenly.. i passed her the chocolates n wished her Happy Deevali &gt;.&lt;" so we sat down for some biscuits n snacks n chocolates n cakes.. titbits laa &gt;.&lt;" there's quite a few biscuits there.. erm.. pineapple cookies, marble cake, chocolates, indian snack n watever which i dunno the names &gt;.&lt;" Manpreet was very very busy serving us.. kept filling the little containers or bowls ( dunno wat's it called.. trays?) while we were eating, Yung Hui had her camera so she started snapping around n even snapped the ugly side of us &gt;.&lt;" one of the funny ones was when fang yien looked up with her mouth opened.. kekekeke... damn ugly n funny la. so we had a couple of photos with the whole gang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manpreet's bro-in-law was like holding the handycam  FOREVER.. so we decided to watch tv.. we on one of the channel.. where there was Usher's "Caught Up" video... the funniest thing they could ever do to a music video is to cencor them by blocking them with boxes.. the girl tht was to be rescues by Usher was damn funny.. wherever she go, sure got the box blocking.. ekkekeke... so when she runs, it's like she carrying the boxes wherever she goes... damn we were laughing like hell.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after our arrival... n the titbits n tv thingy.. other visitors were coming in.. so in the end.. we had to move to the other side.. n tht's when we can start eating our lunch? on the table, there's fried meehoon, fruit cake ( i tot was chocolate chip cake.. cis cis!!), sandwiches ( yummy~ one of my fav food &gt;.&lt;), curry puffs (too bad i din try) n drinks.. err.. i dunno got wat other food coz i cant remember clearly.. d but anyway.. it was quite nice.. too bad i din had a drink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after our "lunch", again.. we had some photos taken.. yup yup.. grand opening grand closing~ nola.. after tht she took us upstairs to sit.. thn she showed us her cute little ugly pekinese... stupid dogs &gt;.&lt;" but there are moments the little doggy look cute.. n i hate the eyes.. they're too ugly to be looked at &gt;.&lt;" nice fur to touch.. nyek.. it seemed tht half of our gang were afraid of dogs... Zixian, Fang Yien, Vivin n her gang were damn frightened over the dog.. they quickly went onto the bed... so the rest of us juz kept playing the dog... the dog din become kaki tempang or have any heart attacks oso count lucky d.. juz look at the way we play with the dog.. it's like torturing it.. &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt;" screamed like as if she juz saw a ghost... MUAHAHHAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tht, we had photos taken again together with the dog.. thn... we went to the balcony to take more pics.. all of us.. except Vivin n her gang who refused to get their butts off the bed coz of the doggy.. we were having all sorts of poses.. making a fool of ourselves... Yung Hui suggested some poses for us... in the end.. no one posed oso.. lolx.. till 5~6 sumthing.. thn we had to go back d.. so decided who's following who back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will continue the rest of the story another time &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;first i set a reminder for myself on wat to write.. the pizza hut tale, basketball, the crazy dad story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~nyek~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-113162246640208006?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/113162246640208006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=113162246640208006' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/113162246640208006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/113162246640208006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2005/11/dangerous-road-ride-n-deevali-tale.html' title='The dangerous road ride n the Deevali Tale'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-113112804402601159</id><published>2005-11-05T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:49.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prelogue..the things that happened during the gathering</title><content type='html'>okies... let's start off with me, at home waiting for Zixian aka my drebar to come fetch me n meet the others at McDonald's... i was panicking coz my hair wasn't dry yet n havent apply my treatment oil... Zixian smsed tht she would come pick me at 2pm.. n by 2pm.. i still dun see anyone at my gate.... so i tot.. either is Zixian's already outside waiting for me or she's late.. so i decided to check on her by sms-ing her... she juz told me tht she's on the way.. so i quickly rushed upstairs to get my hair done... thn after tht i asked my mum wat shoes shud i wear.. either the cute little sandals or the white "golf shoe"... coz if i wear my shoes, i'll be wearing everything white~ but thn i juz go with my black little sandals.. coz easy mah.. ^_-" finally... around 2:15pm, the Zixian arrived.. as i looked thru the window.. i noticed sumthing quite unusual abt this lad.. her hair which was kept tied all along had finally been let down... when i entered the car.. wah.. she straightened her wor... (copy me one.. ceh ceh!) off we go~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way to college, i told Zixian tht i tot i entered the wrong person's car.. she asked me to get down from the car.. wahaha... halfway... Fang Yien called her, but since she was driving, surely she cant pick up the phone la~ so i kindly helped her to answer her call... but juz when i wanna answer.. thn the phone stopped ringing d =__=" the road was clear.. isn't it nice if the roads were oso as empty as yday? thn i wouldn't have to be late for Study Skills class.. =__=" Selina's gonna bar me.. sobsob..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our destination -- McD... while i was looking at the shops.. i saw Vivin where she dressed up in a stunning bright yellow skirt... i was shocked to see her in such colours of clothing n even screamed abt it in Zixian's car... i go tell Zixian tht she was wearing similar to orange red... mana tau i looked again is yellow... sry la.. i old d, memory oso cannot last long d... we found ourselves a parking lot juz near McD.. Zixian called up Wan Yian (i think.. or izzit Fang Yien? or whoever... =__=").. so the other party answered back " i'm in McD wor.. dun see u one?" "sure la! u come out la, i'm outside of McD! u stay inside sure cant see"i was giggling when i heard the conversation... Vivin was oso walking towards McD with her 2 other frens... so we saw the rest of the ppl taking their sweet time walking out from the restaurant.. tsk tsk... everyone was there except Li Lee n Shuying who weren't coming, the other two -- Khai Shein n Yung Hui... Wan Yian suddenly popped up the question.. who's gonna contact Yung Hui? juz when i tot i might call her her, suddenly i remembered.. i think i dun have Yung Hui's number in my new sim card =__=" thn suddenly she popped up.. looking very pale.. walao.. Wan Yian asked if she hadn't had enuff sleep.. she answered tht she was sick... oOps~ so now left Khai Shein who hasn't arrive with her car... she told me tht she was gonna be late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally... Khai Shein came... but she seemed to have trouble parking.. so i asked Zixian to move her car backwards so tht she could park more easily... but Shein wasn't movin... Wan Yian say y she so slow one, thn got one white colour proton parked behind Shein's Avanza... so we laughed.. thn after a few mins, a green motorbike came n park into the parking lot.. ZHA DOU loh... =___=" so me n May Yoong walked to Shein's car, asked her y she took so long to park her car.. thn she said she tot Zixian reverse her car to do sumthin.. din know tht is call her to park =___=" but in the end.. May Yoong was reluctant to get out of the car coz of the techno music n the aircond.. n Shein parked her car... now i know Zixian n Shein dunno how to park car one.. nyek nyek..but we din get out of the car.. suddenly.. saw everyone getting into the car... thn asked Reuben whether the space was enuff for the ppl who were standing outside juz now.. he said no problem so onli me n May Yoong were in Shein's car.. Vivin n her frens headed for Manpreet's car.. no wonder everyone went into the car laar =__="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shein started driving to the other side of the road, when i looked back at Zixian's face, she was confused... so i asked Shein to drive back to McD.. but she said it was Manpreet who called her to drive to the other side.. in the end Zixian called her up n asked her to come back at McD coz everyone is wating there... the beginning of our journey... into a far faraway land where no one has ever begin...xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-113112804402601159?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/113112804402601159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=113112804402601159' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/113112804402601159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/113112804402601159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2005/11/preloguethe-things-that-happened.html' title='prelogue..the things that happened during the gathering'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-113091128977473080</id><published>2005-11-02T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:49.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiring...</title><content type='html'>lolx...i've forgotten wat i've typed b4.. anyways.. after the ceremony i onli had photos taken together with 3 person.. Sue Chie, Hwai Chee and Sheep Sheep.. the ceremony was so darn boring tht i've yawn more than i can count.. O_O prize giving, prize giving n even more prize giving.. damn many stupid awards to give to the students... mostly on math competitions... sooo sien laa.. &gt;__&lt;" din even talk much with the others... Shanna did ask me whether i can accompany her to go Sg. Wang to buy her prom dress... in the end... oso din go with her... coz i left the sch with  sheep... tsk tsk... so maybe she tot tht i'm going out with sheep n not with her.. lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. on Monday... i went to Sg. Wang with Li Yong coz she wanted someone to accompany her to buy her prom dress (not againO__O") at first i really dun have the mood to go coz i dun have money to spend oso... onli had rm10 with  me... wat can i buy? the most onli spend on monorail tickets.. or have light lunch.. n sheep was coming in the morning to return me the RO cd.. blah.. wat's the use of bring the cd back... oso cannot install coz the cpu had be taken bak to the office to reinstall the windows.. sheesh... so i was darn boring at home for 2 days.. AIH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually i do not talk much with Li Yong, especially since after graduating from primary school... even tho she's juz staying opposite of my hse...but we hardly talk d.. sumtimes we bump into each other in sch... but onli 2 of us were together on monday... i find it a bit awkward.. anyways... as usual... i would talk silly things again.. i think at some point i really turn her off.. wakakaka... wat to do... long time din chat with her mah... lolx.. we've went around looking for the shop which offered the cheapest dress.. her fren gave her the name of the shop... but when we went to the directory to check.. the shop was no where to be found.. i had her asking her fren all over again to check whether her fren had given her the right name.. n whether it was really in Sg Wang onot... coz.. BB Plaza attached together with Sg Wang one mah.. they might have went to BB instead Sg Wang... walk until my leg oso break.. damn tired.. .especially wearing tht stupid shoes =___=" so i decide tht we shud go to King's for a break... i had a cup of orange juice, 2 portugese eggtarts (YUMMY~) n sardine sandwiches... now i know.. never buy sardine sandwich again... doesnt taste so nice.. should have bought more burgers instead.... while we were eating... i noticed the Kyros Kebab was juz few steps away from the King's... =__=" it reminds me of the speggetti there... yerr... so i put the blame on Li Yong for bringing me to Sg Wang n distract me with so many things... darn it! whenever we passed by those shops... i saw SHOES.... the converse design of shoes.. damn many shops there selling... so pretty... sobsob.. but i dun have money to buy oso... thn we walked pass NOSE... shit... again i saw many pretty sandals... but i never bought anything from nose b4.. hmm... n nice bags n some of the clothes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... 1126 is Li Yongs bday... dunno wat present to buy her... aih... n tmr.. we'll be going to Manpreet's  hse for Deevali.. yah... my mum said tht we shudn't go to her hse empty handed.. so my mum choose a box of chocolates.. lolx... n tn Zixian is coming to fetch me.. MUAHAHHA... can bully the sei mui teng again... hmmpp.. who ask her dun teman me to the graduation ceremony lah.. yday... Boon Choon aka... B-7... suddenly sms-ed me.. made me guessed who as him... he told me tht he miss me =__=" miss me for not bullying him... walala.... he'll be attending the Genting's job interview on Saturday.. dunno he's working in the casino again onot.. sheep at fever for a couple of days... hope he's alrite.. n he wont have the time to go out with me anymore.. looking for part-time job... aih...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-113091128977473080?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/113091128977473080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=113091128977473080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/113091128977473080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/113091128977473080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2005/11/tiring.html' title='tiring...'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-113066575618302086</id><published>2005-10-30T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:48.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>44th chong hwa graduation ceremony</title><content type='html'>yesterday attended the graduation ceremony... well... sheep was supposed to be at school by 7am... but he overslept n was almost late for the ceremony (bad sheep &gt;__&lt;") he arrived at almost 8am.. i arrived after him... but he was in class while i walk myself to the hall.. thinking whether to go up to the classroom onot.. he told me tht he might be coming down d.. thn i heard someone calling me.. turned my back n saw my long lost Shanna.. nyek nyek.. long time din see her d.. cant remember when was the last time i saw her d... so instead of walking up.. i followed her to the right side of the hall... where the senior 3 n lower n upper 6 students gather... so onli me n Shanna soh soh dei juz stood there doing nothing.. looking at the other classes chit-chatting... onli 6A2 wasn't there... heard Ying Shin (Yi Xin) said tht they are still upstairs... she damn funny la as usual.. one of the fren gave her a flower.. so she turned to me n shanna n ask.. do i look like a fairy after holding tis flower? honestly... with the look of hers... walao... ppl will laugh till they drop dead.. since i'm so kind n frenly.. i juz grin n errr... kept my mouth shut.. thn after tht she had 2 flowers on her hand.. n asked again.. does she look even more like a fairy.. i wanted to laugh but i have to control myself.. l8r offended her thn not good looh.. thn Shanna tambah garam by saying she will look more better if she had the glowing ring on top of her head.. zha dou.. finally Jia Hong.. noticed me.. my former partner for head of cleanliness.. nyek nyek... still no sight of sheep yet.. &gt;__&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disciplinary head Lee Swee Ang angrily asked the students to get into lines.. n told me tht i couldn't enter the hall yet.. i juz answered him yaya, i know.. thn he left for another place... this is onli when sheep appeared... but din talk much... saw Jacky n quickly asked him whether he had the latest version of RO installation cd.. coz sheep forgotten to bring.. n the Halloween events onli last for 2 days... my brother wants to play with his fren Eve... sigh... he was grumpy when i told him tht sheep din bring... n he will onli bring in on Monday.. not long later.. they had to enter the hall d... leaving me alone outside.. dunno wat to do... thn i saw Kar Chien, Meng Hoe n You Quan* (never knew his english name.. never once same class).. saw them walking out of the school.. wanna chase them but saw them heading behind the car park.. tot they wanna leave d.. aih... Meng Hoe took my FF8 guide book n forgot to return the book after a very very long time.. one year d i think.. hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after an hour.. i finally entered the hall after Gideon (the stupid big belly PE teacher) asked y am i standing at the coridor.. actually i dunno tht the guest can go in d.. tht's y i stood outside like a silly person... luckily stupid Gideon came n took me in.. muahahhaa.. so i sat at the last row, at the corner.. where juz at one glance i can see some of the frens like Jin Seng, Chuan, Shen Lun, Bryan, Jacky, Yit Meng n sheep... hee hee.. suddenly sheep turned n saw me sitting at the corner.. he asked me to sit in front but i refused.. he was a bit mad n sat with me for awhile.. shocking was tht Kar Chien n the other 2 guys were back.. thn Meng Hoe paused n gave me a paiseh look coz he knew he had forgotten to bring the guide book..(shame on u!) so i told sheep tht the tallest boy was the one i once mentioned to him.. which i had a crush on when i was form 3.. he used to sit beside me..  after tht they sat a few rows in front of me.. chat awhile with sheep thn he went back to his seat.. looking unhappy coz i din wanna sit in front.. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the ceremony.. we had the choir singing the national anthem n the school's anthem.. well.. since it's gonna be the last time tht i'll be singing with the song... so i oso sang the song silently.. sometimes... i wonder.. i would be with them if i didn't left high school.. i'll be joining the crowd singing together... n having plenty of signatures on the uniform... n loads of photos... lolx... but thinking back at the so-called-torturing days... scared i fail n cannot get the graduation cert juz like Shanna... i heard tht she was the onli on in class who failed to get the cert.. wasted.. n she got last place in class... 43/43 O__O" really break the record.. but sheep got 5th place~ heehee.. shud buy sumthing to encourage him.. but he'll be working part time... maybe no chance to watch The Exorcism with us d... sobsob... i was looking fwd to it for over a month... sigh... T___T.. gtg bathe d.. going out.. i'll continue later on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-113066575618302086?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/113066575618302086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=113066575618302086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/113066575618302086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/113066575618302086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2005/10/44th-chong-hwa-graduation-ceremony.html' title='44th chong hwa graduation ceremony'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-113050790022182526</id><published>2005-10-28T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:48.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bOrEd tO dEAth</title><content type='html'>today is one of the most boring days of my life.... nothing to do.. juz sitting in front of the pc playing n chatting... soooo sien... not really in good mood either... got back my math results... 19/40... juz 1 more marks n thn i can pass mid-term... sigh.. looks like i wont be able to make it again this sem... the marks are juz too low for me to pass... the Legendary one has not attend today's math class... so nobody knows her marks... i think i better wait for her to ask Mr Chen.. thn she will automatically tell me oso... How Chuan said tht his score is not as high as mine wor.. dunno got bluff me onot... but i did heard Mr Chen saying to him tht he's still poor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the great thing tht Mr Chen said today was... the August intake students r weaker compared to Jan, March n May intake... n August intake didn't make up to his expectations.. no one had full marks... the highest is Elaine Lam Sau Wai among our group.. who got 37 i think... the science stream student werent as bad as her either... Debbie oso had 30+..  i think 34?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on Monday, the renovation will begin... means bye bye to even more things... maybe today the ceiling which has been accompanying me for.. i dunno... maybe... 10 years? the wall paper... the light which would go off by itself on n off.. the walls, the paint.. the wardrobe, the dressing table.. juz leaving me in an empty room.. where i can onli see my bed.. n bags of clothings.. boxes of things which are being packed... soon.. even my bed will go to god knows where... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is Chong Hwa's graduation day... i'll be going as early as 7am to teman my sheep.. said tht i've been cold to him.. =__=" n the ceremony starts as late as 9.30.. holy cow! sheep lost the RM10 i gave him when i bumped into him in Mutiara today... after tht... i oso bumped into Mindy... darn she looks shorter than b4... either she has been tht short or i've grown taller.. muahahahhaa.. imposible la.. i cannot grow any taller d... ahem.. maybe coz in college there are many ppl who share around the same height as me.. i prefer standing next to a taller person.. coz it makes me feel shorter.. nyek nyek.. NO OFFENCE to the ppl who r shorter than me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-113050790022182526?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/113050790022182526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=113050790022182526' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/113050790022182526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/113050790022182526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2005/10/bored-to-death.html' title='bOrEd tO dEAth'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18349886.post-113041016349597649</id><published>2005-10-28T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:59:48.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Birth of my Blog~</title><content type='html'>finally.. blogspot &gt;___&lt;" where ANYONE can post... coz Wan Yian complaint tht she couldn't post at MSN spaces.. tsk tsk... anyways, i may blog anywhere i wan.. it could be either at MSN or here~ *e5e5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems tht there's more ppl starting blog.. many blogspot users.. n those who recently started their new blogs doesn't exclude Yung Hui n Mindy..  n ME.. nyek nyek nyek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the latest thing tht happened is... sheep oso had his frenster account.. beh song beh song! no privacy d.. cannot add leng zai d.. if not he jealous... juz kidding.. coz i dun simply add ppl oso.. he wanna jealous thn jealous for adding him lo.. the latest person i've add recently... n another one.. Jan-E.. aiks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan Chong Chun Hao! u better bring my birthday presents laaaaa.. u kept me waiting for a very very LONG time d.. since when? form 4 or form 5 ah? tht time me n Shanna bought u the teddy bear tht says "well done".. which we dunno u've did a great job on wat.. sobsob... u always cheat little girl's feelings for a very long time d... hmmp! give ppl false hope~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM is finally coming, bless Choo Vincent (the taufufah bugger), my cousin bro n Mindy, Michele or whoever is having their exams..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18349886-113041016349597649?l=evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/feeds/113041016349597649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18349886&amp;postID=113041016349597649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/113041016349597649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18349886/posts/default/113041016349597649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evil-ene-ene.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-birth-of-my-blog.html' title='New Birth of my Blog~'/><author><name>Y u u E n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179793008850701557</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
