<?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-14743093</id><updated>2011-06-30T01:39:58.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Me My Mocha</title><subtitle type='html'>Craziness, I am.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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>218</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14743093.post-113941790310627890</id><published>2006-02-09T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T01:02:09.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED.</title><content type='html'>Believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ange.lah.cc"&gt;http://ange.lah.cc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice add right ! Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113941790310627890?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113941790310627890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113941790310627890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113941790310627890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113941790310627890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/02/moved.html' title='MOVED.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113937458357079691</id><published>2006-02-08T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T12:56:23.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>I amazed myself by not blogging for 5 days. Then again, I dont blog that regularly anymore do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the last week of school (and thank God it is.) and we've been basically rushing to tie up the reports, the projects, having revision, some rushing through trying to finish the syllabus. Ohh well, at least this is the last semester with the uber packed schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, next semester is going to be my internship programme, and boyy, am I so excited. *weak cheers. Well, really, I do like lectures much more. We'll see how it goes yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's freaky to think that we are already in our last week of school. I could still remember the first weeks for school where everyone's so lost cos everyone has different timetables. And even till now, I still dont really know who's in what class with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like ohh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to run. Last ComNu tutorial. YAYness. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113937458357079691?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113937458357079691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113937458357079691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113937458357079691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113937458357079691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113898320815004967</id><published>2006-02-03T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T00:13:28.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0 Calories.</title><content type='html'>It's a matter of getting used to it right? As in stuffs like healthy alternatives of food that is just not as nice as the original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I had a bottle of Coke Light today(mainly because of the pretty packaging), and I felt guilt-free consuming the whole bottle, just mainly because the bottle claim that there is no calories in the drink. It had the slight taste of artificial sweeteners (I'm sorry I'm do food science) and at the back of my head it just tells me that all that sweetness comes from aspartame and acesulfame-k, and its all fake, &lt;em&gt;fake&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;fake&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just take time to get used to it right? It's good for health really. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was a day out with Jas and Asmah, and we had lunch, then went shopping. (: Bumped into people I know e.g. Aunty Jane &amp; Janna. Then I headed to my 阿妈's for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I feel much better now. Even being about 40bucks poorer after buying a top, a skirt and lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hail &lt;em&gt;retail therapy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113898320815004967?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113898320815004967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113898320815004967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113898320815004967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113898320815004967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/02/0-calories.html' title='0 Calories.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113887579150817900</id><published>2006-02-02T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T18:23:11.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants.</title><content type='html'>I HATE MY BLOODY MODEM. I HATE THE WAY IT BLOODY DOUBLE DISCONNECTS ON ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every tiny glitch would cause it to disconnect on me. Its like some stupid weakling shit that gives up with every little little little trouble in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGHHS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113887579150817900?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113887579150817900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113887579150817900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113887579150817900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113887579150817900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/02/rants.html' title='Rants.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113887228767272107</id><published>2006-02-02T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T17:24:47.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dysfunctional.</title><content type='html'>School sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sitting in front of the computer, with MS Word opened (tucked at the little right hand corner of my taskbar tho.) and I've been figuring out that stupid mouseover sound effect Ms Quek wants in our website. So yes, we've got sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ELSE MORE DO YOU NEED? FLASHING TEXT?&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Yah. The HDP. and the BMV shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a love/hate rship with Nutrition. REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comnu report to rush out by tonight, or maybe tmr morning.&lt;br /&gt;Sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAS. Please. Shop. Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113887228767272107?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113887228767272107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113887228767272107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113887228767272107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113887228767272107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/02/dysfunctional.html' title='Dysfunctional.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113871901961147321</id><published>2006-01-31T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T22:50:19.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the dear GF Caiwen.</title><content type='html'>I wanted to tag this on your blog, but the tagboard screwed up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;sweetest dearest girlfriend, should i come rescue my sweet damsel in distress this very minute? give me a call and i'll meet you straight away ok? (: love love.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got my number. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113871901961147321?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113871901961147321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113871901961147321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113871901961147321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113871901961147321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/to-dear-gf-caiwen.html' title='To the dear GF Caiwen.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113855404751073271</id><published>2006-01-30T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T01:00:48.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY !</title><content type='html'>ITS CNY. So YES. I'm gonna throw in some chinese, and I'm really sorry if you dont have multilanguage support (looks at jon) or you dont understand (asmah &amp; irfan). Hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: Irfan, its payback time. (: I'm doing it real subtle btw. You can understand. I cant understand yours sometimes. Lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time on the first day of the CNY, we had to wake up so darn early. Yes, all because its a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church was exceptionally empty this year, perhaps due to tons that are out of town, or going for visitations. Mmm. It was alright lah, and the new speakers were booming. Solid sound, but there are still technicalities to work out. Or so it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 阿妈's for 30mins before we headed to 奶奶's. The weather was so hot and leather sofas just make it worse. But ohh well. Anyway, had lunch at 阿妈's with maternal side, and dinner at 奶奶's with paternal side. Good enough. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we headed to 玲姑's, where we watched Batman Begins on DVD. Batman looks like Tom Cruise. Dangg. Ohh well. Mmm. We had the nice 林志源 bagua. And Bacardi Coke ! I didn't ask for it. 玲姑丈 gave it to me. Ohh then we had some wine that they got from the trip to Australia in December. Coffee wine I heard. Its not bad. 惟s got so red, his eyes were bloodshot. TSK. But 恩s didnt drink today, and so she got to bring a bottle home. WTH. Lol. Ohh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the weirdest part of this year, was the amount of mixups on the 红包s. Seeing one stranded one at 奶奶's, and me missing out on one. Lols. Perhaps everyone was really tired today. Mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like another 2 more days of holidays, and PBPN tutorial from 4-6pm on Wednesday. Sighh. Reports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEEcide. Sueecide. Su-wer-cide. Suicide.&lt;br /&gt;Oh sweet Fridayy. We took more than half an hour to walk out to Potong from church. It was totally INTENTIONAL. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113855404751073271?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113855404751073271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113855404751073271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113855404751073271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113855404751073271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/cny.html' title='CNY !'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113845968408126474</id><published>2006-01-28T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T22:48:04.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY eve.</title><content type='html'>The line kept dropping. Over and over again. 7th time today in fact. I'm nearly pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. 9th time. One more time I'll start coaxing the modem to be nice and let me live in a little less stress. (Yes. By speech.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT. HERE'S LUCKY NUMBER 10. I hate it particularly how it gets connected and disconnected like straight straight away. BLOODY IRRITATING KNOWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm. That aside. We had our reunion dinner this year, with our paternal side, followed by a visit to the maternal side. Got the first batch of angbaos, and well. It's looking quite good. Mama insist on keeping the usual 300 bucks and we can have whatever is the rest. *cross fingers on getting 400 in total so that I can get THAT phone. Yeaa, now I wish I have a bigger family. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes. Still. There's the ComNu report, as well as the CSAS report to be completed by Friday. And also the FPQAP portfolio (which I am utterly clueless about) to be handed up on the 13th, and the OCP interview on the 10th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't feel like CNY till today, to wake up to see my house adorned with so much red stuffs, and to see all the snacks out on the table. I was in bed till 1++, and the parents nagged like crazy. Plus the headache coming from the caffeine withdrawal. It has been quite unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in the best of shape (all pun intended), and not in the best of mood either. I'll survive somewhat. It's New Year anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, except for the part that I'm having a cough and is going to lost my voice very very soon, and it's impossible to resist all that food in the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113845968408126474?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113845968408126474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113845968408126474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113845968408126474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113845968408126474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/cny-eve.html' title='CNY eve.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113829439507729925</id><published>2006-01-27T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T00:53:15.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Joe.</title><content type='html'>Love, angel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113829439507729925?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113829439507729925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113829439507729925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113829439507729925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113829439507729925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-birthday-joe.html' title='Happy Birthday Joe.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113816357140811878</id><published>2006-01-25T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T12:32:51.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama MAMAs.</title><content type='html'>And so yes. The Arts App drama performance is coming in two weeks. Lols. Arts App is nearly kickass. Yeaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a state where I dont even know what I'm typing cos I just feel like I'm gonna nod off any moment. But no, I can't. =/ I have like a lesson at 1pm. Sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the comp lab and in the next lab is this bespectacled guy standing up every 10mins. It's scary to see a head to pop up like that can? Especially when you can only see the head. But that ain't enough for scare and wake me up. Ohh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yea. The drama. Kudus to WH for the funky script. Irfan's got stuck forever on his prince-and-damsel act. Yesterday he came online and starting typing the lines on MSN. This morning he recited them, and I was reminding him of one that goes like, 'Come with me, I can't live without you.' and Asmah was like 'OMG' kinda thing. Yeaa that sounds quite wrong, especially when I said that to him. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm. And then so Irfan went off early today, and as I was walking back to school from lunch I met him, and he was being all drama-mama. And so it was like the 'Goodbye, my dear.' Lols. And yeaa so, that concludes Irfan's drama streak that's gonna last 2 more weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I have to memorise my lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hi, I'm Julie, 18F - F for fantabulous. I like singing, dancing, shopping at Orchard road, kboxing, doing manicure, pedicure and facial and I so so so absolutely adore pink roses, arent they like the most romantic things in the world? *giggles.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113816357140811878?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113816357140811878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113816357140811878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113816357140811878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113816357140811878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/drama-mamas.html' title='Drama MAMAs.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113815308448592415</id><published>2006-01-25T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T09:38:04.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOREDOM.</title><content type='html'>I have a 4 hours break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yip Teng and Jas has break till AdFS lab at 12.&lt;br /&gt;Evan and Mit has break till PBPN tutorial at 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeaa, its not that bad right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing my voice, and I'm craving for KFC Chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was dumb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering on the way home, if I should meet WH at J8 before his jap class, but I decided against it. So instead I stayed home and chatted with Judith dear online. He came on at night, and I found out that the poor guy was alone at J8 in the afternoon. Not that poor thing, but it's just quite dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total 'OH MAN' moment. Like whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least we had a good laugh. Lols. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macbeth: KFC KFC KFC!!! No King, just KFC!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Duncan dodges, but to no avail, only to be stabbed cruelly by his servant.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macbeth (upon final stab): KFC(screaming)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want KFC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113815308448592415?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113815308448592415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113815308448592415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113815308448592415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113815308448592415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/boredom.html' title='BOREDOM.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113807413407918325</id><published>2006-01-24T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T11:42:14.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In need of...</title><content type='html'>- Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A blanket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A bolster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 2hours of sleep edisode on Sunday, with the thumping headache episode yesterday, angel launches into a psychological and physiological desire to sleep. SLEEP. &lt;b&gt;SLEEP.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, today's her longest day is school (8am to 7pm) and school would be starting at 8 for the rest of the week, all inclusive of the stupidshitheaded 4 hour break tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOODY HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shoutout to Rachh MEI ! - TAKE CARE AND STOP HOPPING AROUND ! (: Dajie loves you. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M BORED. WHERE ARE YOU WH?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113807413407918325?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113807413407918325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113807413407918325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113807413407918325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113807413407918325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/in-need-of.html' title='In need of...'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113801737723997886</id><published>2006-01-23T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T19:56:17.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steroids.</title><content type='html'>My doctor gave me steroids. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm taking drugs, but not I'm not abusing it. For goodness' sake, it's in my eyedrops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally went to the doctor's to see about my allergy rash. The tired eyes syndrome came along just as I was about done with my consultation. So the doc checked and told me that I got some sensitive eye allergy thing. Full of allergies. Lols. I'm mightily amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh well. So then she gave 2 types of medication for consumption. One for anti-allergy, one for anti-itch. Also she gave me an anti-allergy cream, and an anti-allergy eyedrops. And she told me there's steroids in the eyedrops, and that all anti-allergy medication has steroids in it. So yeaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent an exhorbitant price of 33 bucks there. It better be worth it mann.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113801737723997886?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113801737723997886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113801737723997886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113801737723997886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113801737723997886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/steroids.html' title='Steroids.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113781916642352669</id><published>2006-01-21T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T22:12:23.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open House.</title><content type='html'>Yes and the last 2 days were just so slack because Irfan's angels did nothing cept go for classes and watch him embarass himself on the stage for TP UrbanFaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/89145976/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/12/89145976_7a0ac14305.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="The Guys from TP UrbanFaces" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Guys - relatively cute actually. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, truth is that its nothing except a popularity contest, or a contest where your friends ain't going around mugging on Open House days and would come down for this to vote for you. Obviously, ASc ppl has other stuffs to do. Instead of coming on to support Irfan. Lols. Either way, that guy's having fun right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/89145977/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/11/89145977_99b32452ee_o.jpg" width="470" height="575" alt="Saddened." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, you're still our &lt;s&gt;idle&lt;/s&gt;idol Irfan ! (: Now you have to buck up on studies ya? Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;(Waits for the picture that Jas and I took with him, that he didnt send. RIGHT.)&lt;/s&gt; There it is !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/89675922/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/17/89675922_5cc9ebfef4_o.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Lol. Mmm 3 of us." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The balloon looks like the cow's udder. OH MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: I got 2 goodie bags !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113781916642352669?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113781916642352669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113781916642352669&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113781916642352669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113781916642352669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/open-house.html' title='Open House.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113772817832033802</id><published>2006-01-20T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T11:52:00.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>suaxe.com?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://ange.suaxe.com ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell its taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fugue.com?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://ange.fugue.com ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell its taken also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113772817832033802?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113772817832033802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113772817832033802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113772817832033802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113772817832033802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/random.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113772687692187087</id><published>2006-01-20T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T11:14:40.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck, blocked, stoned, bouldered.</title><content type='html'>The computer lab is just so crowded and noisy, and my eyes are threatening to close down any moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with Mama yesterday night, got home with two tops and a pair of sore legs. Tried on at least 20 pairs of shoes, not one seems right, or good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember my mozzie bites from like.. last year? The ones that swell oh-so-huge and freak me out so bad cos they were just emerging everywhere on the body? Well, it came back. One on my upper arm and one on my inner thigh. The one on the thigh is SO BLOODY irritating, like it just itch and hurt at the same time. I know its an allergic reaction to something unknown, but the cream that Dr Grace gave the last time didn't work that well anymore. Anyway, it's huge. Its like a 5cm diameter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting stuck on the domain name thang. And it's killing me. Yea, everyone asks me to chill bout it, but it's THAT rare that I find something that I'm actually excited about. And.. I'm instantly stuck. =/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marcusvorwaller.com/blog/archives/2005/08/09/how-to-find-a-great-domain-name/"&gt;This place&lt;/a&gt; had been a great help, but I still can't exactly find anything that I really want to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighh. Just ignore me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113772687692187087?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113772687692187087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113772687692187087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113772687692187087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113772687692187087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/stuck-blocked-stoned-bouldered.html' title='Stuck, blocked, stoned, bouldered.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113755995759540196</id><published>2006-01-18T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T12:52:37.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Domain Surfing.</title><content type='html'>Yes. I'm thinking of saying BYEBYE to Blogger, to a new island. Mmm. &lt;a href="http://repulsivity.blogspot.com"&gt;Dom&lt;/a&gt; and I will be sharing a new server, and now I'm supposed to think up a good domain name for our server. Mmm. (That is if we ever start buy ordering, submitting, registering, yeaa.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on a random mood yesterday and so I started asking WH about it, and that guy gave me stuff like &lt;a href="http://www.God.com"&gt;www.God.com&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.ChristJesus.com"&gt;www.ChristJesus.com&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks boyy. Cept for the fact they are already taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most GUYS are super fickleminded and seriously can't make decisions, mmm.. I have to come up with the domain name. Which I am having touble with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes. HELP ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a random Domain Name Generator and here's some I've found that are quite nice. And here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mattecharm.com - i like the matte word. lol&lt;br /&gt;bronzeteapot.com - it sounds funny.&lt;br /&gt;perpendicularnonetheless.com - super long. super cute.&lt;br /&gt;intactglory.com - mmm. we can throw meaning into it.&lt;br /&gt;sneezecivility.com - haha.&lt;br /&gt;expressivestab.com - hmm. random.&lt;br /&gt;switchticket.com - utterly random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally liked the 'matte' word and all, but yeaa. I dont know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need something funky, objective, general, appropriate for personal blogs and the YF blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I need opinions. People, say something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113755995759540196?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113755995759540196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113755995759540196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113755995759540196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113755995759540196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/domain-surfing.html' title='Domain Surfing.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113748390003743895</id><published>2006-01-17T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T15:45:00.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Me Ma Cuppa Mocha.</title><content type='html'>It's not that I don't want to study, but WTH, I'm too tired to. Sounds like an excuse but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had 3 cuppa coffee today. One in the morning for breakfast, one at 9+ after FPQAP with my Hokkien Mee, and one just. A cuppa Cappuccino that taste, well. I dunno. I don't exactly like like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The com lab is so hot and stuffy for my liking. Bleahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nose is killing me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113748390003743895?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113748390003743895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113748390003743895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113748390003743895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113748390003743895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/give-me-ma-cuppa-mocha.html' title='Give Me Ma Cuppa Mocha.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113746823935049577</id><published>2006-01-17T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T11:23:59.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If anything can go wrong..</title><content type='html'>it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I overslept. Missed AdFS lecture, and then came to school for a lab that lasted the most 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting BORED !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next class is at 1230, proj consultation for ComNu, after which is an earth shattering 3-hour break (again) and then its 3 hours of non-stop Arts App tutorial and then lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain and ache and numbness on my right wrist has been there for like, at least a week already, but it became worse like, yesterday, a full day message convo with WH. Yea both SMS and MSN. The thumb just feels really really really wrong, and the muscle is like, I dont know, bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like the &lt;a href="http://www.ninds.nih.gov/disorders/carpal_tunnel/detail_carpal_tunnel.htm"&gt;Carpal Tunnel Syndrome&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to see my Chiropractor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113746823935049577?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113746823935049577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113746823935049577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113746823935049577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113746823935049577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/if-anything-can-go-wrong.html' title='If anything can go wrong..'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113742170769579531</id><published>2006-01-16T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T22:28:30.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know why.</title><content type='html'>But everyone is either blogging or talking about &lt;a href="http://cowboycaleb.liquidblade.com/index.php/archives/2006/01/16/everyones-blogging-about-this-meme/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;----- Yes. Click.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113742170769579531?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113742170769579531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113742170769579531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113742170769579531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113742170769579531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-dont-know-why.html' title='I don&apos;t know why.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113722869128075991</id><published>2006-01-14T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T16:51:31.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Took it back.</title><content type='html'>Lost it for a moment. Let me take myself back for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a moment of frustration, I.. ate. I do have a problem, or so it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere, the point is that well, just about when I was all ready to get out of the house and buy the phone, the mother says, 'No, actually I don't think it's time to buy it yet. Let's wait till February, since there's no point to pay bills at both sides, and anyway, I'm sure the offer will come back right?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a freaking 2-day offer bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaa, and you had to wait till I'm all ready, all excited to tell me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO, WE SHOULDN'T BUY IT TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks. It's not like I'm not tired of being let down, being disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder you see me going out alone more and more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#e4e4e4;"&gt;No, people just don't see the importance of upkeeping our bloody friendships. (Like it exists in the first place.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahh, I'm tired of it all. And yeaa, what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. (Like it'll ever come back.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113722869128075991?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113722869128075991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113722869128075991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113722869128075991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113722869128075991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/took-it-back.html' title='Took it back.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113722439950033314</id><published>2006-01-14T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T15:40:17.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost it.</title><content type='html'>It didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT. FUCKING. DIDN'T. HAPPEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113722439950033314?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113722439950033314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113722439950033314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113722439950033314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113722439950033314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/lost-it.html' title='Lost it.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113722057718492264</id><published>2006-01-14T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T14:36:17.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of a week.</title><content type='html'>Crappy title. Totally unoriginal, but mann. I dont know what else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's FPQAP Progress Interview was like SHIT. Yea, Mrs Lim was nice and all. But a crazy brain block killed me totally. What is the name of the group of microbes that thrive in cold weather? And what is the difference between enumerative and confirmative tests? In fact, what are enumerative and confirmative tests?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept for more than 12hours, and didnt make my daily visit to the internet last night. Mmmm. Woke up at noon to eat lunch and read the papers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only constructive and best(*cross fingers) thing that happened while reading the papers is that we came across the lower priced iOne Plus Student Plan at $19.90. And thus Mian's gonna cancel her open contract today, and get a new line, along with a new phone.. FOR ME. Lol. Mmmm. An offer of $98 for the Motorola ROKR E1. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds delicious enough for me, even though we can only put 50 songs in there. (Sounds like my mp3 player really, cept that its known to have a 512mb card in there, and there's iTunes, and BLUETOOTH.) *screams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm. So yea, I'm waiting for MA DAD to get home so that we can go get the phone. *grinns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, went for a little shopping with my MAMA yesterday. Yeaa, CNY clothes. Always found it a chore and no I'm not in for red this year. We got home with a pair of jeans and a skirt. Still searching for a top, and well, told her that I'll go look for one at the FOS, which in all aspects seems better than This Fashion clothes already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I havent touched my tutorials due next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehh. CNY come quick please. I want moolah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113722057718492264?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113722057718492264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113722057718492264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113722057718492264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113722057718492264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/end-of-week.html' title='The end of a week.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113695487429767673</id><published>2006-01-11T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T12:47:54.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cracked Lips.</title><content type='html'>Don't you think that the word 'afraid' looks weird? It looks weird when I'm afraid. I dunno. It just does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I lack sleep. Ahh greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up for morning lecture at 8am, that which &lt;a href="http://astralcapriconis.blogspot.com"&gt;Asmah&lt;/a&gt; literally forgot about. PBPN lehh. Killer sub lehh. Orh horhhh. Lols. Ahh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some crazy girl was standing super close behind me at the bus stop. 5 whole minutes. Ok she ain't crazy, she's my ex-classmate. (We dont have any classes together anymore.) But she had to do the creep behind my back thang to me, early in the morning at such an unearthly hour of 7++ am. I knew she was there, and I was waiting for her to do her usual 'tap tap wave' thang. But.. she didnt. Instead today, she chose to do the 'enter my scope of view from the side by sticking her neck across to the front of my face' thang. Irritating shit. No one says that once you say hi, he/she is compelled to engage in a conversation with you blardy hell. I was there, questioned like a freaked criminal. Like a 20 questions thing and you can either &lt;em&gt;'say yes' 'say no' 'shrug' 'nod' 'shake' 'give weird look'&lt;/em&gt;. Why would I want to tell you whether I find the pace of TP life ok? &lt;em&gt;'Yahhh, quite stressed hor.'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;i&gt;'Next semester SIP already, so fast hor?'&lt;/i&gt; *shruggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds more like 40 questions. And blardy hell, she doesn't stop ! Wanted to scream at her. BUT I'M NICE. So I didnt. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh yes. So yea I had a torturous wait at the bus stop. Thanks girl. You made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, I came for the 8am lecture, after which my next lesson is at 1pm, and I get to go home at 3pm. The 4 hours break was spent eating Macs breakfast with Yip Teng, and then watching DVD at the library. Ya Ya Sisterhood yeaa. Sandra Bullock is very pretty. (: So is the young Vivi. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here, I'm typing and I think Asmah next to me wants to go home. Right? *hears Asmah giggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Let me go grab a BAO and I can go for my shit ComN tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113695487429767673?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113695487429767673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113695487429767673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113695487429767673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113695487429767673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/cracked-lips.html' title='Cracked Lips.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113687451877613375</id><published>2006-01-10T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T14:28:39.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, rain, JUST GO AWAY.</title><content type='html'>Why doesn't it stop raining?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just so cold everywhere. So cold to go anywhere, so wet to go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO AWAY. I want to go out and eat my BAN MIAN ! My QIU LIAN BAN MIAN !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sleep, sleep, sleep. Headache.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113687451877613375?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113687451877613375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113687451877613375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113687451877613375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113687451877613375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/rain-rain-just-go-away.html' title='Rain, rain, JUST GO AWAY.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113674057432574221</id><published>2006-01-09T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T01:16:14.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday CELEBRATION !</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was not good, not bad. You know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with a cold, a bad BAD sore throat and a banging headache. Church at 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a good time having fellowship with the class, with Bee Hoon and Brownies (which I couldnt eat), basically just talking, about school, about what we want to do this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth service was smashing. Sang my favourite song ! -wherethelovelastsforeverr. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then ermms, we went out for lunch at PS BK. And then, some peeps of the group left. The guys went shopping and then we girls were bored so we said that we'll head up to Starbucks to sit and chat over coffee. And so we did. Ironic how the roles has reversed huh? Ahh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys came with shopping bags (why does this sound like girls all of a sudden?) and we sat around and took tons of pictures, and blah blah. It was carrefour next where Hmsee had to buy sausages. Lol. And then we headed to trumpet praise where we bought like the For All You've Done scores and the God He Reigns CD-Rom. Lols. YES WE MADE FRIENDS WITH THE BOSS, and I left my number there and he said he'll call when he bring posters in from the warehouse. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The headache didnt go away, the cold didnt come back until I got home, and the sore throat didnt get better either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm. PICS PICS PICS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/83887635/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/43/83887635_337b76a622.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Sunday CELEBRATION !" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new YF room at the background. Pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/83887636/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/41/83887636_7a699fc4a8.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="BK with the churchies and PEIS." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look bald. OH MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/83887638/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/38/83887638_bfd77ab884.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Narcissism" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judith's phone. And my face in it. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/83887639/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/42/83887639_d866b4f90e.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="We mochafrapped. (:" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE THIS PICTURE CAN ! We mochafrapped !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/83890117/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/43/83890117_a98c41dae5.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Sweet Judith &amp; I" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judith dear &amp; I. Lols. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/83887640/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/42/83887640_1b32d2d233.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Shopping at G2000" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mern &amp; I. G2000. Mmmm. They tried on so much stuff, but didnt buy any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. That's it. I'm heading to sleep. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113674057432574221?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113674057432574221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113674057432574221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113674057432574221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113674057432574221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/sunday-celebration.html' title='Sunday CELEBRATION !'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113647217329360003</id><published>2006-01-05T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T22:45:15.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR THE JAN PEEPS !</title><content type='html'>To &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(1st), &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Judith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Asmah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (4th), &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;BEANIE&lt;/strong&gt; (today)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU !&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU !&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU &amp; YOU &amp;amp;amp; YOU &amp;amp; YOU !&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/27/52171140_a1836f85b2_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats on Jas getting undergarments, Asmah getting erm. shoes?, Judith getting err. my SMS !, and WH getting thrown into the VJ koi pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH HAHHA. Happy Birthday !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113647217329360003?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113647217329360003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113647217329360003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113647217329360003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113647217329360003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/for-jan-peeps.html' title='FOR THE JAN PEEPS !'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113647183858244001</id><published>2006-01-05T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T22:37:18.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 truths and a lie.</title><content type='html'>Figure out which one is true, and which one is not. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/82519783/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/40/82519783_1ff985f337.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="GFs" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/82521094/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/38/82521094_b20697a0d3.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="GFs !" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- This is taken recently.&lt;br /&gt;- All of us are from Cedar.&lt;br /&gt;- None of the ties are mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, I love you girls ! *hugggs !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113647183858244001?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113647183858244001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113647183858244001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113647183858244001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113647183858244001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/2-truths-and-lie.html' title='2 truths and a lie.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113627461642414677</id><published>2006-01-03T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T15:50:16.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Runover-ed.</title><content type='html'>I woke up, getting ready to leave the house when I got a msg from Irfan that he is hospitalised. Ask what happened and found out that he got into an accident with a lorry. Internal bleeding, he said. Don't know when he'll be able to get out of the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to school and told asmah, and mm class peeps. After FPQAP, we took a bus down to Bedok, and bought some lunch for him (since he says that hospital food sucks. yes it does.), and took a bus down to Changi General.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw him, and he was looking fine, and well. After a while, he told us that he aint in the hospital because of some lorry banging him down, but because of asthma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hear the silence of the night, crickets singing. tweet tweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS IRFAN. YOU GOT ME WORRIED FOR NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lols. I'm not gullible can ! Ohh man. I'm being nice ! I'm nice ok !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh yeaa. So much for the first school day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*see BAG standing there going 'HA HA'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urghhs. ComNu report 1 OVER. Now ComNu assignment, and CSAS is like somewhere following behind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND STOP BUGGING ME ABOUT MY ASSIGNMENTS AND WORK. I DONT WANT TO THINK AT HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighh. Arts App at 4 ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use my mojo and predict that in the next one and a half months I'll be very stressed up, depressed, and will look like shit. BUT I'LL LOSE WEIGHT. And I'll snack less, and I'll save more money. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's wait and see ok? Mmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113627461642414677?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113627461642414677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113627461642414677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113627461642414677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113627461642414677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/runover-ed.html' title='Runover-ed.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113614002351110439</id><published>2006-01-02T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T02:27:03.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006</title><content type='html'>YES. ITS THE NEW YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh ok. Here's a dumb post for the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm I crossed 2005 to 2006 at the usual place (CHURCH) and we had quite a funky watchnight service. And I played my last wrong chord at about ermm. 1030pm? Hit a Em7 instead of a D.. or something. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh yes. Last dinner of the year was spent at macs with Peis and Judith, which is later joined by Mitchell, Pook, Jud and the Sec 3 Gabriel. Ohh yea, and accompanied by the msgs of the sadded WH who was left in a restaurant filled by screaming children and not-as-nice atmosphere as ours. Macs on New Year's Eve was surprisingly quite empty. People probably just decide to go something more HIGHER CLASS than Macs, such as the steamboat at church, or Countdown Parties like EVERYWHERE, or restaurants that are not classified under fast food. It's dumb really, why do you want to drag your last dinner of the year? Is it supposed to be like, more memorable? I had a good time ok ! Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ok. Let me account my firsts this year-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First..&lt;br /&gt;person I hugged: LALA !&lt;br /&gt;person I shook hands with: Dwong, I think.&lt;br /&gt;person I wished "Merry Christmas" to: eHar. Har har.&lt;br /&gt;person who wished me "Merry New Year": Deborah. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;person I suan-ed: Beka, on 'O's this year.&lt;br /&gt;service position: KEYS !&lt;br /&gt;group of people to play with: Julianne, SamT, UKY&lt;br /&gt;song I played: Hallelujah to the Lamb (Like what do you expect?)&lt;br /&gt;prayer: Pastor. Hahha. When he started praying we were still in chaos.&lt;br /&gt;food craving: HOKKIEN MEEEEE .&lt;br /&gt;msg received: Mong, and then Joshua Wong&lt;br /&gt;joke I heard: UKY's pingpong ball anti-climax/kiam-pa joke. (HELP)&lt;br /&gt;person I msged: Beanieee, who didnt reply me. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;person who replied: BOSS Jon. (:&lt;br /&gt;thang I ate: XO Seafood Bowl Noodles with Peis.&lt;br /&gt;boo-boo: being late for 10am service, when I'm singing on stage.&lt;br /&gt;lunch: with the BAGS and PEIS.&lt;br /&gt;Pang Seh-ing: Min and Michh, followed by a failed attempt by WH, then by Dwong and Jon. &lt;br /&gt;dinner: HOKKIEN MEE !&lt;br /&gt;work: Com Nu report. VERY SAD.&lt;br /&gt;embarassment: having to retrieve my right slipper from the top of the church's vending machine (thanks to Kenneth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good enough? Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR PEOPLE. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113614002351110439?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113614002351110439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113614002351110439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113614002351110439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113614002351110439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2006/01/2006.html' title='2006'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113595618625366754</id><published>2005-12-30T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T23:23:06.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ASc teachers are eeeeeeevil.</title><content type='html'>I have not ever gone for a seminar at which I had to cringe every 10 minutes. The pictures they had to put on the powerpoint slides are just so URGHHS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, the high tea interval did not make up you guys putting up pictures of hands with dermatitis, or fingers crushed, or elbows crushed, or electricity burns, or pictures with a guy's leg ripped off by a lion with his feet still in his shoes. I could have convinced myself to think that all those are photoshopped, but oh man, I can't imagine anyone being so SICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I kinda finished on the songbook proj. Like FINALLY, after like a few months? But no, not over over. But like, still have to go with the add-in-more-hymns and add-in-more-songs and proof-read-and-play-all-songs and the buy-copyrights-for-all-songs. And then the design-songbook-cover (by JON) and the print-1000-copies. Then I guess we're done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's launching Summer 2006. Watch out. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh ok ermm. No we havent started on the ComN proj. It sucks lahh. I dont like doing reports you know? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report= 3am in the morning before + missed day's lectures + rushing report instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCKYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yeaa, thanks to JON for the invitation of coffee. You still owe me dont you? (: Ahh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, HAPPY NEW YEARR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113595618625366754?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113595618625366754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113595618625366754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113595618625366754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113595618625366754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/asc-teachers-are-eeeeeeevil.html' title='ASc teachers are eeeeeeevil.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113586966484667544</id><published>2005-12-29T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T23:21:04.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions.</title><content type='html'>Now now, I've never in my life made New Year Resolutions, because I know I wouldnt keep them. But now, I'll try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Make it in time for all my lectures.&lt;br /&gt;2. Be nice to HER.&lt;br /&gt;3. Walk on on that path of righteousness (if I am on it, that is.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Be nice to my employer and colleagues during attachment (like I wouldnt be but ohwell)&lt;br /&gt;5. Study VERY HARD.&lt;br /&gt;6. Not screw up when playing in church, and stop hitting wrong notes on the keybs and when harmonizing.&lt;br /&gt;7. Be nice to EVERYBODY.&lt;br /&gt;8. Ermm. Lose weight. Yah. Good one.&lt;br /&gt;9. Start exercising, or something.&lt;br /&gt;10.  Survive 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like it would work out. Ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113586966484667544?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113586966484667544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113586966484667544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113586966484667544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113586966484667544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113579453626265331</id><published>2005-12-29T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T02:28:56.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritating Ironies.</title><content type='html'>There you go. Another layout to replace the Christmas one. I dont know how long it'll last, and there's always some awkward ironies in there, and I seriously couldnt care much anymore cos I'm so plain tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so then today, we went to SENTOSA ! I woke up at 1030, which was our meeting time. Sorry guys. And yeaa I reached at 1130, while Irfan came even later at 12. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we went to Sentosa, settled on the island across Siloso Beach and had a time of picnic-ing with Ruffles, tapioca chips, lemon tea and mee goreng, as well as a time of making a very sad sandcastle (our enthusiasm lasted about 5 mins), and catching fishies and crabbies. Yeaa. Left the beach at around 3, then walked around the place as well as check out the underwater world (the no-need pay area of course) and stuff. Then we took a bus to the Cable Car Plaza where we sat at the Coffee Bean there and lazed around, till about 5+ that we like got onto mainland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Irfan took tons of pictures with his new girl, Helena. She's a real beauty. (: Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sentosa's like a zoo. We wanted to go, but it's pretty expensive. And so yea. But we saw tons of animals there ! Like the stingray, the fishies, the turtles, the peacocks, and the MONKEY ! The monkey freaked me bad okay. I thought it was going to bite me or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so yea. (: I had a good time, and I LOVE YOU GUYS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures next time lah. I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113579453626265331?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113579453626265331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113579453626265331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113579453626265331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113579453626265331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/irritating-ironies.html' title='Irritating Ironies.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113544140436675940</id><published>2005-12-25T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T00:23:24.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUU&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUU&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUU&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: ILU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113544140436675940?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113544140436675940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113544140436675940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113544140436675940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113544140436675940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113543451001542631</id><published>2005-12-24T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T22:28:30.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loser.</title><content type='html'>Is it that loserish to be stuck at home on Christmas Eve? The number of people on online in my MSN Messenger decreased by half. And from there, half are on away mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad lah. But really do I care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyecandy on TV - Ocean's Eleven's on. One funky show dont you think? I want to watch Ocean's Twelve. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brad Pitt, ohhh Brad Pitt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone can make a lonely Christmas Eve better, its Brad Pitt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A advanced cheer to those getting dunked tmr - Beanie, DADA, LALA, Germs, and a lot more I dunno who. (: Congrats. And good for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113543451001542631?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113543451001542631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113543451001542631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113543451001542631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113543451001542631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/loser.html' title='Loser.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113536126255801719</id><published>2005-12-24T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T02:07:42.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random rantings at 2am.</title><content type='html'>- My toothpaste tastes funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm running out of toothpaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I like my muesli bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I ran out of muesli bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I do not envy SP's e-learning week. Really I dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a bad person.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bad person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a nice person.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a nice person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ought to get my share of muesli bars.&lt;br /&gt;I ought not to get my share of muesli bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deserve more toothpaste.&lt;br /&gt;I do not deserve more toothpaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should hang on.&lt;br /&gt;I should not hang on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you would come talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you wouldn't come talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what to do about you.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to do about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you would just go away.&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you would not go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know where this came from.&lt;/em&gt; (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the BAGS !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113536126255801719?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113536126255801719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113536126255801719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113536126255801719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113536126255801719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/random-rantings-at-2am.html' title='Random rantings at 2am.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113533126841171046</id><published>2005-12-23T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T17:47:50.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delusional.</title><content type='html'>I clicked on someone's msn nick, was going to talk to that person. Waited a while and the window appears. It started blinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thought - he/she's talking to me? Wow. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clicked on that window, finding it blank. Stared at it for a moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then realised - Oh yeaa, I was the one who clicked on that nick first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 1 today, cos I went to sleep only at late night/early morning. As expected Mum asked what time I slept last night, and went on about how the electricity bills will shoot up when I'm on holiday. I discounted 2 hours from the time I slept and it sounded a little more reasonable, and a little less scary. Told her I was photoshop-ing, seems to work well enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third gathering for Christmas for me this year's gonna be tonight. The first was quite absurdly early (first sat of December), and so yea. Second got me a little hangover the day before my first paper, and it's time for third. Good enough, I seriously hope that they would realise how long I am this year. 18, you hear? &lt;strong&gt;18&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As all the hype goes around, and the anxiety of getting the presents.. I dunno. If you are going to say that I've got my priorities jumbled up, perhaps I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry. Not to anyone else, but &lt;strong&gt;youu&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113533126841171046?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113533126841171046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113533126841171046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113533126841171046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113533126841171046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/delusional.html' title='Delusional.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113526958869800089</id><published>2005-12-22T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T00:39:48.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It all ends well.</title><content type='html'>Term test week comes to an end, Christmas comes, break comes, then 2006 comes, then YEA -- school starts and I have to hand in my shit-head ComNu report, which is seriously lagging behind time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's seriously like my comp knows me. It's been tolerating me for the past week knowing that if I'm stressed because of the commons, when it d/cs I'll flip real bad. And now, it seems like the comp knows my commons are over and it happily d/cs the night away. ONE DAY, I'll throw away this modem and buy a new one, and fix the phone line and the antenna at the top of my block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New layout coming soon. And I have a guest model on it. Lols. Ahh, just wait lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an overkill today you know? 2 papers in a row, 2 &lt;strong&gt;mugging&lt;/strong&gt; papers in a row? Anyway, my brain kinda dead halfway through PBPN, and the last question was in a mess. Like a total uber mess. Ahh well, the only reason I didnt cancel everything and rewrite is because Mdm Kalpana said that she's seen worse before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed down to town after. Met Peis and Tong, then Beanie and HS. Ahh Tong left soon after, and so the rest of us headed to Billy Bombers for dinner. Peis and I didn't even finish one plate of beef bolognaise. Anyway, we sat around and talked, then headed to walk around Cine, and left at 8 when WH and HS head for a movie and Peis and I had band prac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were late, like uber late. But rehearsal did not technically start. So yea whatever. Anyway, Sam was even later. Ah. Ok anyway, band prac ended up 10.15pm and we got to go through everything twice. And we sounded good. (: Mmm. Ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything else seems fine on the surface, but the truth is I'm getting swept away by the undercurrent. Where's my blardy float? I'll just try staying afloat for now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113526958869800089?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113526958869800089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113526958869800089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113526958869800089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113526958869800089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/it-all-ends-well.html' title='It all ends well.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113510206470676659</id><published>2005-12-21T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T02:07:44.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random musings Part 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.boingboing.net/2005/12/20/ninetendo_threatens_.html"&gt;Ninetendo threatens lawsuit over cancer gene "Pokemon"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.boingboing.net"&gt;Boing Boing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with the world? Bleahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy. School and all. Term test week. Christmas shopping, and well. I owe the YF blog a layout, and I owe Dwong a layout. I dont have time ! And I have to run down to Ikea to get stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must they have term tests in the middle of December? Why cant we be like Aussie and have summer holidays like NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to youu- I'm still alive. ILU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113510206470676659?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113510206470676659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113510206470676659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113510206470676659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113510206470676659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/random-musings-part-2.html' title='Random musings Part 2.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113492512632114055</id><published>2005-12-19T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T00:59:30.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR LALA .</title><content type='html'>To MA DEAR &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;QUEEN LALA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU !&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU !&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO QUEEN LALA/GUGU/POSH/PORTIA/TOTEBAG !&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/27/52171140_a1836f85b2_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, same cake. SORRY LAH. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113492512632114055?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113492512632114055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113492512632114055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113492512632114055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113492512632114055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/for-lala.html' title='FOR LALA .'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113483216837445218</id><published>2005-12-17T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T23:09:28.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's everyone?</title><content type='html'>Where's my family? Why they dowan to come home yet? WHY? Where they go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumb as it seems, I feel insecure, being home alone, and without a phone that is rightly mine. The latter part is pretty random, but it came around somewhere along the walk to Cine with the churchies. Ahhh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyway, today's energy draining ! Officially walked from Far East to PS in a span off 6 hours? OHH MAN, ITS THAT LONG? Anyway, it's been good- hanging out with the churchies and then my squadmates. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh they're on their way back, and since I'm hungry after an early dinner, they getting prata from downstairs for supper later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Sunday tmr. Again. So fast ehh. Ahh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113483216837445218?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113483216837445218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113483216837445218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113483216837445218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113483216837445218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/wheres-everyone.html' title='Where&apos;s everyone?'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113462139128393044</id><published>2005-12-15T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T12:36:31.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep-Friedman Test</title><content type='html'>Uber illegal! I'm blogging in a lab session!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh cut the drama. Blardy hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's maths all over again, and as IRFAN copies my work next to me.. mm I get to sit here and blog ! Since I haven't done so since so many days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arts App Art History Presentation class killed me. People called the &lt;i&gt;Great Masters&lt;/i&gt; and the &lt;i&gt;Geniuses&lt;/i&gt; by their first names? I can launch a new clothes line, following after that line "Paul Frank is your friend", with stuffs like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Leonardo Da Vinci is your friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max Ernst is your friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Klee is your friend&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh Max, what are you dreaming about today? And hey Leo! How's that painting coming along? You ought to speed up a little dont you? And Paul! That's nice boxes you drew, what do they mean? Ahhhh. Cubism ahh ! So many cubes!! Squares!! Ahhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHH HELP. I feel uber dumb now. No Paul Klee didnt do Cubism, Picasso did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 12:23pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done. I want eat Swensons. AHHHHHHHH SWENSONS. Mmmmm. Towning time. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 12:36pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113462139128393044?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113462139128393044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113462139128393044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113462139128393044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113462139128393044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/deep-friedman-test_15.html' title='Deep-Friedman Test'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113445159938331864</id><published>2005-12-13T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T13:29:02.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.dilbert.com/comics/dilbert/archive/images/dilbert2610540051212.gif" height="175" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's probably this SAD in school too. Ahhh. Sighh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113445159938331864?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113445159938331864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113445159938331864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113445159938331864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113445159938331864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/stress.html' title='Stress.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113437051215891203</id><published>2005-12-12T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T14:55:12.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They left.</title><content type='html'>Mmm. I just flew down to the airport and back. We left before they left, so what kinda departure was that? Sorry guys, I have school. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to all you guys, as you wait in the airport for the blardy delayed flight, I'm telling you, all the best, and stay close to Him, cos you have to. Mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be missing you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Dwong, be prepared for something crazy when you get back. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care guys, so long. Help me say hi to my fan club. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113437051215891203?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113437051215891203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113437051215891203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113437051215891203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113437051215891203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/they-left.html' title='They left.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113431765380519868</id><published>2005-12-11T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T00:14:15.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And all was bright and gay.</title><content type='html'>Ride home with the family, &lt;a href="http://flyyordie.blogspot.com"&gt;Ron&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://whowhatwhenwherehow.blogspot.com"&gt;Dwong&lt;/a&gt; was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in that hole, there was some air,&lt;br /&gt;Just some teeny weeny air,&lt;br /&gt;And the air was in the hole, and the hole was on the pore, and the pore was on the wall, and the wall was on the cell, and the cell was on the germ, and the germ was on the eye, and the eye was on the fish, and the fish was on the worm, and the worm was on the hook, and the hook was on the string, and the string was on the rod, and the rod was on the boy, and the boy was on the boat, and the boat was on the stream, and the stream was on its WAYYY,&lt;br /&gt;AND THE MOON SHINES HIGH IN THE CLEAR BLUE SKY AND ALL WAS BRIGHT AND GAY !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good day overall, in the morning, Winnie finished up 2 packets of chwee kueh (with 10 in each packet) - like she finished up the last piece in both packets. Mmmm then youth service, then lunch, then it was that SECRET ACITIVITY. Mmm, I headed along with Daryl at the first station at the last minute, after that I've been following around Uncle Sek Wah's car to nearly everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, BBQ dinner was good. I like the OTAH. Sighh, binge. Anyway, after that we walked around and talked around, like Rach, Beka, Judith and I. Yeaa, then we headed to the breakwaters and sat around. I got to talk to Ron quite a bit, and lols, I'm glad I did. Made me feel better quite a bit more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU XIAODI ! And you so better know it. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, yea and then we had the crazy ride back home, with the 3 of us girls, and Dwong and Ron all squashed at the back of the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mission-trippers are leaving tmr. All the best peeps. Take care of yourselves, and don't eat any funny foods. (: God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm uber tired. SLEEP TIME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113431765380519868?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113431765380519868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113431765380519868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113431765380519868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113431765380519868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/and-all-was-bright-and-gay.html' title='And all was bright and gay.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113422056271873417</id><published>2005-12-10T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T21:16:02.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nua as it lasts.</title><content type='html'>Inure: to make used to; also, to take or have effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a do-nothing day. I watched DVDs, head to the library, borrowed books, had dinner out alone. And mm that's bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been hanging out with myself these days (other than yester-yesterday with Jas, and yesterday with Asmah), since everyone is so busy. It's not that I'm not, I just study out, and well, destress outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, I woke up this morning with msgs from &lt;a href="http://mochaholic.blogspot.com"&gt;Jon&lt;/a&gt;, one about redo-ing the &lt;a href="http://youths.blogspot.com"&gt;YF blog&lt;/a&gt; and one about checking out the &lt;a href="http://www.creative.com/products/mp3/zenvisionm/"&gt;new Creative Zen Vision:M&lt;/a&gt;. Oh boy, it's pretty. I like the PINK one. Lols like the HELLOKITTY stratocaster ! Mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't afford either lah. Bleahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sunday tomorrow. Sighh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113422056271873417?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113422056271873417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113422056271873417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113422056271873417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113422056271873417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/nua-as-it-lasts.html' title='Nua as it lasts.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113414141769365672</id><published>2005-12-09T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T23:22:54.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retail therapy rocks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/71786074/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/34/71786074_ab6a4ca3e0.jpg" width="400" height="140" alt="dilbert2005112210209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poindexter: An extremely intelligent but socially inept person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, what's with the 'if life gives you lemons-- make lemonades'? Ohh boy. Its like a old joke WH told before he left. Dang, its a long time ago. Like 10 days ago. I dunno. Okok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we gave Irfan his birthday present and he went pretty ecstatic. Lols, laughing and laughing and just can't take that smile off his face. Hoho, glad you like it boy. (: ENJOY. And TRY redeeming your free gifts. I really don't mind buying you tausuan (if you have already bought me a meal). Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm after FPQAP and project meeting with MK and Von, Jas, Asm and I went to Bugis in search of my (new) school bag. Ahhh, so then after rounds of parading around the shop, and after rounds of 'what do you think?'s *shudders*, I decided on a bag with the same colour scheme as Jon's, and WH, but smaller, and mm of a different shape. Paid 21 bucks for it, and went off happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked Bugis Junction quite a bit, and after Jas blew Kueh Balu crumbs on Asm and I, and we searched nearly the whole shopping centre for something ugly to try on (but bleahh we couldn't find anything), we went off home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, parents came back tonight, and my mum just nagged at me to clear my room up. Hoho, I think the state of my room represents the state of my mind. IN ONE UTTER MESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, love (and kisses, HAH!) to the 4 of us. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/71785008/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/35/71785008_5eaccb9d2c_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="smellyjas" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you might stink, Jas, you're still one great shopping companion yea? HOHO. Bring your TAI TAI ring on Monday k!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113414141769365672?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113414141769365672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113414141769365672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113414141769365672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113414141769365672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/retail-therapy-rocks.html' title='Retail therapy rocks.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113405278645940191</id><published>2005-12-08T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T22:39:46.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait.</title><content type='html'>I had to wait 2 hours before I can do decent stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't do a virus scan in my computer, my mama and papa's gonna scream when they come back. AHH. blardy hell. Anyway, I've completed the scan and YES, I can do work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I towned with &lt;a href="http://comedy-in-tragedy.blogspot.com"&gt;JAS&lt;/a&gt; today. It's sad cos none of us had a camera of any sorts, and we are too cheapo to take neoprints. But we got TAITAI rings ! Just for the fun of it of course. You wouldn't expect me to wear to any formal occasion (unless I'm in a cheongsam). IT'S JADE FOR GOODNESS' SAKE ! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we went shopping, and the worst thing was that we were supposed to be looking for a present for Irfan, but.. we got carried away, and did our own shopping. We can't help it, we're girls. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye, so we got his present, and I didnt get my bag. I'll probably head to Bugis sometime soon and get it there, much much cheaper than Cine, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS VEGAS 16 HOURS BEHIND US ! WAKE UP ! BAG I MISS YOU ! lol. I saw a WH replica today. (: HOHO. (note: at 10:35pm Singapore Time, it's 6:35am Vegas Time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH. I'm sorry. I'm hyped up today. THANKS JAS ! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mm. thank &lt;strong&gt;youu&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113405278645940191?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113405278645940191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113405278645940191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113405278645940191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113405278645940191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/wait.html' title='Wait.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113396893616101289</id><published>2005-12-07T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T23:22:29.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Great is our God - Chris Tomlin</title><content type='html'>The splendor of the King, clothed in majesty &lt;br /&gt;Let all the earth rejoice &lt;br /&gt;All the earth rejoice &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wraps himself in Light, and darkness tries to hide &lt;br /&gt;And trembles at His voice &lt;br /&gt;Trembles at His voice &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How great is our God, sing with me &lt;br /&gt;How great is our God, and all will see &lt;br /&gt;How great, how great is our God &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age to age He stands &lt;br /&gt;And time is in His hands &lt;br /&gt;Beginning and the end &lt;br /&gt;Beginning and the end &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Godhead Three in One &lt;br /&gt;Father Spirit Son &lt;br /&gt;The Lion and the Lamb &lt;br /&gt;The Lion and the Lamb &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How great is our God, sing with me &lt;br /&gt;How great is our God, and all will see &lt;br /&gt;How great, how great is our God &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name above all names &lt;br /&gt;Worthy of all praise &lt;br /&gt;My heart will sing &lt;br /&gt;How great is our God &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How great is our God, sing with me &lt;br /&gt;How great is our God, and all will see &lt;br /&gt;How great, how great is our God (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually post lyrics. But these songs are nice can ! THANKS DWONG. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113396893616101289?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113396893616101289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113396893616101289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113396893616101289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113396893616101289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/how-great-is-our-god-chris-tomlin_07.html' title='How Great is our God - Chris Tomlin'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113396628300046790</id><published>2005-12-07T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T22:38:04.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indescribable - by Chris Tomlin</title><content type='html'>From the highest of heights to the depths of the sea &lt;br /&gt;Creation's revealing Your majesty &lt;br /&gt;From the colors of fall to the fragrance of spring &lt;br /&gt;Every creature unique in the song that it sings &lt;br /&gt;All exclaiming &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indescribable, uncontainable, &lt;br /&gt;You placed the stars in the sky and You know them by name. &lt;br /&gt;You are amazing God &lt;br /&gt;All powerful, untameable, &lt;br /&gt;Awestruck we fall to our knees as we humbly proclaim &lt;br /&gt;You are amazing God &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has told every lightning bolt where it should go &lt;br /&gt;Or seen heavenly storehouses laden with snow &lt;br /&gt;Who imagined the sun and gives source to its light &lt;br /&gt;Yet conceals it to bring us the coolness of night &lt;br /&gt;None can fathom &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indescribable, uncontainable, &lt;br /&gt;You placed the stars in the sky and You know them by name &lt;br /&gt;You are amazing God &lt;br /&gt;All powerful, untameable, &lt;br /&gt;Awestruck we fall to our knees as we humbly proclaim &lt;br /&gt;You are amazing God &lt;br /&gt;You are amazing God &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indescribable, uncontainable, &lt;br /&gt;You placed the stars in the sky and You know them by name. &lt;br /&gt;You are amazing God &lt;br /&gt;All powerful, untameable, &lt;br /&gt;Awestruck we fall to our knees as we humbly proclaim &lt;br /&gt;You are amazing God &lt;br /&gt;Indescribable, uncontainable, &lt;br /&gt;You placed the stars in the sky and You know them by name. &lt;br /&gt;You are amazing God &lt;br /&gt;Incomparable, unchangeable &lt;br /&gt;You see the depths of my heart and You love me the same &lt;br /&gt;You are amazing God &lt;br /&gt;You are amazing God&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113396628300046790?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113396628300046790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113396628300046790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113396628300046790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113396628300046790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/indescribable-by-chris-tomlin_07.html' title='Indescribable - by Chris Tomlin'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113396311133983912</id><published>2005-12-07T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T21:45:11.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Projeks.</title><content type='html'>The smell of fried chicken and nail polish blended together is plain nauseating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amount of projeks is killing me. Add them up with groupmates with different timetables and schedules. I tell you, online meetings suck. Sucks sucks sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would think that running down the road and getting banged by a car is something good to do, but of course, no guts no balls whatsoever. Besides, imagine His hurt. There'll probably be thunderstorms for one month straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My heart is dry but still I'm singing,&lt;br /&gt;Rain down, rain it down on me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113396311133983912?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113396311133983912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113396311133983912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113396311133983912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113396311133983912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/projeks.html' title='Projeks.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113387907198798542</id><published>2005-12-06T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T22:24:33.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sorta speed dating.</title><content type='html'>I sat there, he came around. He smiled at me, and I smiled back. He sat opposite me. Avoiding each other's eyes, we waited for our food. I sipped my coffee shake slowly, while he slurped down his soda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our food came, I slowly took in my minestrone soup, reading Little Altars under the table. He gobbled his burger down in about 3 mouthfuls and his fries disappeared in less than a minute. He finished up his drink up, and left. I just finished my soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another two came around, gestures a little and smiled. So I smiled back too. They sat down. I finished up my burger, stood up and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like speed dating ehh? Just without the convos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113387907198798542?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113387907198798542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113387907198798542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113387907198798542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113387907198798542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/sorta-speed-dating.html' title='A sorta speed dating.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113380155630552100</id><published>2005-12-06T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T00:52:39.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last lesson on the day.</title><content type='html'>- A teacher that pauses way too long in the midst of a lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To watch the opening credits of Tristan films 6 times in 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To get onto a bus that smells plain bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To inhale the smell of fags once seated down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To see inconsiderate commuters not moving in to let more people on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To think about Salvador Dali the crazy flamboyant artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To think about AdFS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If these doesn't irritate me, I don't know what does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I might have just put in too much thought into it all. Ahh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113380155630552100?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113380155630552100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113380155630552100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113380155630552100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113380155630552100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-lesson-on-day.html' title='The last lesson on the day.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113377617419949016</id><published>2005-12-05T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T17:49:34.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eww.</title><content type='html'>I taste blood. Ahhhh bloody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm. Eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate dry peeling lips. Sighh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113377617419949016?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113377617419949016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113377617419949016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113377617419949016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113377617419949016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/eww.html' title='Eww.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113370995699215551</id><published>2005-12-04T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T23:25:57.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The mask.</title><content type='html'>2 weeks ago, I set on to make a mask for Arts Appreciation. &lt;a href="http://nafrikid.blogspot.com"&gt;Irfan&lt;/a&gt; was my most trusted ermm. partner. Lols. Pictures courtesy of him ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/70059308/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/12/70059308_d368b72471_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="Maskmaking 1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is before the mask got plastered onto me. Thick Nivea face cream on the face to make sure the tissues dont fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole process after is so excruciating I don't want to tell you about it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Irfan did plaster surgery on my nose. And thus, I had a pretty nose on the mask. Lols. Ok, here's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/70059309/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/35/70059309_d8fc07f670_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="Maskmaking 2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/70059961/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/35/70059961_9b0fe5ef1e_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="Maskmaking 3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm. I thought I would suffocate. But I didnt. Thanks Irfan, you chose not to kill me after I irritated you for the past 3 sems. (: This post is for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113370995699215551?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113370995699215551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113370995699215551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113370995699215551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113370995699215551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/mask.html' title='The mask.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113369402539099373</id><published>2005-12-04T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T21:21:49.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The dark clouds formed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just wish someone would just let me say my piece, without being judgemental, without the intention to just throw me out of this dump. someone, who would just stay there, not say anything, but put his/her arm around me, and let me cry my heart out. cos perhaps, that is what i really want now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Knock some sense into me, someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113369402539099373?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113369402539099373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113369402539099373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113369402539099373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113369402539099373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/dark-clouds-formed.html' title='The dark clouds formed.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113349069971511666</id><published>2005-12-02T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T10:31:39.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uber Long Surveyy.</title><content type='html'>I stole this from Jasmine. &lt;a href="http://complexed-illusion.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tan.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read ok. It's dumb dumb. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. name: angel&lt;br /&gt;2. single or taken: i got BIG 3-in-1-BOYFRIEND !&lt;br /&gt;3. sex: mmm i think im gay. no. im femme. (:&lt;br /&gt;4. birthday: 271187&lt;br /&gt;5. siblings: anna &amp; amanda&lt;br /&gt;6. hair color: good question. i dunno. lying somewhere between the colour tones of brown black copper.. and a few strands of blondes. i dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;7. eye color: which part of the eye?&lt;br /&gt;8. shoe size: 6+ 7&lt;br /&gt;9. height: 158cm !&lt;br /&gt;10. any tattoos or piercings: mmm yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s p e c i f i c s&lt;br /&gt;1. do you do drugs?: im a caffeine addict.&lt;br /&gt;2. what kind of shampoo do you use?: ermms. dettol brand shampoo for now.&lt;br /&gt;3. what are you most scared of?: cockroaches&lt;br /&gt;4. who is the last person that called you?: Beanie. told me i left my mp3 player at his place.&lt;br /&gt;5. where do you want to get married?: in the church. (:&lt;br /&gt;6. how many buddies are online right now?: 14. its quite an unearthy time of 9:51am.&lt;br /&gt;7. what would you change about yourself?: mmmm. i could lose some weight after my crazy binge. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f a v o r i t e (s)&lt;br /&gt;1. color: i like orange, but everyone thinks i like blue.&lt;br /&gt;2. food: tons. bubu terigu !&lt;br /&gt;3. boys names: angel&lt;br /&gt;4. girls names: angel&lt;br /&gt;5. subjects in school: breaks&lt;br /&gt;6. animals: homosapiens&lt;br /&gt;7. sports: i like to watch soccer. mmm shopping !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h a v e y o u e v e r&lt;br /&gt;1. given anyone a bath?: my hamster. and my goldfish. they died.&lt;br /&gt;2. smoked?: eww.&lt;br /&gt;3. bungee jumped?: lol no.&lt;br /&gt;4. made yourself throw up?: im so not bulimic for goodness' sake. look at me !&lt;br /&gt;5. skinny dipped?: lol. NO.&lt;br /&gt;6. ever been in love?: love. ahh. *humms.&lt;br /&gt;7. made yourself cry to get out of trouble?: mmm nah crying makes it worst.&lt;br /&gt;8. eaten a lemon in its entirety?: tried to. it tasted kinda sweet. *smiles.&lt;br /&gt;9. run away from home?: lol. everyone tot i did, but i did not.&lt;br /&gt;10. cried when someone died?: yea. my tear glands are pretty active.&lt;br /&gt;11. lied? : =x&lt;br /&gt;12. fallen for your best friend?: who IS my best friend?. AH. YES. lol. *looks at HIM&lt;br /&gt;13. been rejected?: lol. yes i think so. but it was quite dumb. that guy's a jerk anyway.&lt;br /&gt;14. rejected someone?: errps. yea. &lt;br /&gt;15. used someone?: i hope not.&lt;br /&gt;16. done something you regret?: tons. ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c u r r e n t&lt;br /&gt;clothes: mmm jeans, u2 top, the new nice jacket jas gave me for my birthday !&lt;br /&gt;music: i left it at beanie's. but collide's stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;make-up: mmm dont use makeup.&lt;br /&gt;annoyance: people going 'hey babe', 'sho pretty'&lt;br /&gt;smell: ah. touchofpink, gucci envy me, RL romance, angelheart !&lt;br /&gt;favorite group: mmm my lunching group.&lt;br /&gt;picture: what picture where?&lt;br /&gt;book youre reading: little altars everywhere - rebecca wells.&lt;br /&gt;color of toenails: shimmer pink. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l a s t p e r s o n&lt;br /&gt;you touched: Jasmine. Kwan.&lt;br /&gt;hugged: Jasmine. Kwan.&lt;br /&gt;you instantmessaged: KC. He didnt reply.&lt;br /&gt;you yelled at: i'm always yelling these days.&lt;br /&gt;you kissed: mmmm. ahh. weihan's nick card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a r e y o u&lt;br /&gt;open-minded: what context? *raise eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;arrogant: maybe.&lt;br /&gt;insecure: lol. YES.&lt;br /&gt;random: VERY&lt;br /&gt;hungry: not anymore. (:&lt;br /&gt;moody: pretty much. mm.&lt;br /&gt;organized: look at my table. then you tell me.&lt;br /&gt;difficult: complicated.&lt;br /&gt;attractive: *rings in my head - 'sho pretty' URGHHS. no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R A N D O M&lt;br /&gt;In the morning i am: sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;love is: patient, kind, does not envy, does not.. (i cant rem.) always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;br /&gt;I dream about: VERY WEIRD STUFFS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o p p o s i t e s e x&lt;br /&gt;what do you notice first: Mmm. Whether they stink or not.&lt;br /&gt;makes you laugh the most: my most loyal SUBJECT !&lt;br /&gt;makes you smile: my most loyal SUBJECT ! mmm BOSS, Beanie, Daddy, mmm. DWONG ! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d o y o u e v e r&lt;br /&gt;sit on the internet all night waiting for that someone special to im you?: maybe i did. but that was quite dumb.&lt;br /&gt;wish you were a member of the opposite sex? no. i dowan do NS.&lt;br /&gt;wish you were younger?: maybe.&lt;br /&gt;cried because someone said something to you?: duhh. where else do you cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N u m b e r&lt;br /&gt;of times i have had my heart broken: a few?&lt;br /&gt;of hearts i have broken: a few? - then again, technically you cant break hearts. they are made of muscles.&lt;br /&gt;of guys i've kissed: 3. my dad, little nathan and someone else.&lt;br /&gt;of girls ive kissed: on the cheek, tons. on the mouth ah. NATTY !&lt;br /&gt;of continents i have lived in: what continent. i'm on an island.&lt;br /&gt;of cds i own: what kinda? music? CD-R? CD-rom? VCD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F i n a l Q u e s t i o n s&lt;br /&gt;1. do you like filling these out?: IM BORED.&lt;br /&gt;2. gold or silver?: mmmmm silver. (:&lt;br /&gt;3. what was the last movie you watched?: flightplan. that's sad.&lt;br /&gt;4. favorite cartoon/anime?: rugrats, xmen, SPONGEBOB!, simpsons. lol yesterday's was dumb.&lt;br /&gt;5. what did you have for breakfast this morning?: mee soto that has no taste. and a cuppa coffee.&lt;br /&gt;6. who would you love being locked in a room with?: cant. im kinda claustrophobic&lt;br /&gt;7. could you live without your computer?: maybe. &lt;br /&gt;8. would you color your hair?: mmmmmmm. &lt;br /&gt;9. could you ever get off the computer?: like yah, i have to lah.&lt;br /&gt;10. habla espanol?: spanish? gimme the dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;11. how many people are on your buddy list?: a lot. i cant count.&lt;br /&gt;12. Drink Alcohol?: mmmmm. IM LEGAL. and yea.&lt;br /&gt;13. Your name spelled backwards?: mil legna&lt;br /&gt;14. Where were your parents born?: singapore&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever moved?: ermms. yea. yishun to aljunied to bishan.&lt;br /&gt;16. What's your Favorite place to go?: its a hard choice between my room, the church roof, the school food court, and town.&lt;br /&gt;17. Is your bed is a single, double, Queen or King?: SINGLE.&lt;br /&gt;18. What's your favorite sport to play?: play.. mmmm retail sport.&lt;br /&gt;19. How many kids do you want?: government says must have 3&lt;br /&gt;20. Type of music you dislike most?: those that give me a headache.&lt;br /&gt;21. Colour of your school bag?: lol. grey and pink.&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you have cable?: SADLY. no.&lt;br /&gt;23. Favorite 80's song?: i dunno. some aaron kwok thang. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;24. Ever prank call anybody?: Oops. YEA.&lt;br /&gt;25. Ever get a parking ticket?: i dun do.&lt;br /&gt;26. Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?: you're still jumping. no diff.&lt;br /&gt;27. Furthest place you have ever been?: myanmar&lt;br /&gt;28. Ever bowl a 300?: im longkang QUEEN !&lt;br /&gt;29. What's your favorite comic strip?: mmm i read DILBERT everyday. and i spend breaks reading babyblues at library level 7&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you really know all the words to your national anthem?: i know. but i dont understand.&lt;br /&gt;31. Bath or Shower?: i like heavy rain.&lt;br /&gt;32. Best movie you've seen in the past month?: i havent watched anything the past month.&lt;br /&gt;33. Favorite pizza topping?: aloha lovers not bad.&lt;br /&gt;34. Beer or ale?: neither.&lt;br /&gt;35. Have you ever smoked peanut shells?: eeek. no.&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you eat skin on chicken?: yah. i heard it helps you lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;37. Apple juice or Orange?: i like coke.&lt;br /&gt;38. Favorite type of chocolate bar?: mmm i would love to have some Godiva chocolates. (:&lt;br /&gt;39. Your favorite fruit?: honeydew! ohhh ok. dried jackfruit and dried pineapple.&lt;br /&gt;40. Your favorite vegetable?: broccoli, cabbage and kailan&lt;br /&gt;41. Have you ever won a trophy?: mmm when i was like.. 7 i think.&lt;br /&gt;42. Are you a good cook?: im quite a mess.&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you know how to pump your own gas?: not yet&lt;br /&gt;44. Bought something from an infomercial?: NOPE. &lt;br /&gt;45. Is Oprah annoying or great?: she's great&lt;br /&gt;46. Ever flex in front of a mirror?: i have no muscles.&lt;br /&gt;47. Ever throw up in public?: i dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;48. Would you prefer being a millionaire to finding true love?: both!&lt;br /&gt;49. Do you believe in love at first sight?: no&lt;br /&gt;50. Ever call a 1-900 number?: 1900 112 6833 &lt;br /&gt;51. Ever been stood up for a date?: YES. stupid i dunno who.&lt;br /&gt;52. Biggest turn off of the opposite sex?: people going 'hey babe' and 'sho pretty'&lt;br /&gt;53. Ever Been Cheated on?: errr. people always cheat me. im gullible.&lt;br /&gt;54. What are the names of all your pets dead and/or alive? : i had 30 hamsters.. and a few guinea pigs. AH. the guinea pigs got name ! zhu zhu. and huee huee.&lt;br /&gt;55. Can ex's be friends?: It's hard. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113349069971511666?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113349069971511666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113349069971511666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113349069971511666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113349069971511666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/uber-long-surveyy.html' title='Uber Long Surveyy.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113345034511400066</id><published>2005-12-01T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T23:20:46.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you knew.</title><content type='html'>If I made to make a statement on what I've learnt this few days, its that I hate the phrases 'hey babe' and 'sho pretty'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're getting on my nerves. I'm not a babe and I'm not pretty. So diam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I can always be overparanoid (you can be paranoid, but overparanoid?) as I always do. Way too sensitive, thinks way too much. I might be all wrong for all I care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the day slacking at Beanie's. If there's something else we would do, I don't know what it will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thanks anyway, Beanie. It's been enjoyable, and sorry to have imposed on you. Then again, who's too lazy to get out of the neighbourhood? Thanks anyway BAG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm utterly tired and I'm not done studying for PBPN. So shitheaded. Lectures at 8 tmr, followed by 3 hours of break and then 1 hour of AdFS tutorial, then 1 hour of project meeting. After that, I'm thinking of heading to church to do &lt;i&gt;work&lt;/i&gt; then rehearsal at geylang meth for BL inauguration, then after to fly back to church for Christmas party rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to die of overexhaustion. You ever believed that's a valid MC reason? I used it on parents' letters in Cedar a few times. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didnt. Ahh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113345034511400066?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113345034511400066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113345034511400066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113345034511400066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113345034511400066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/12/if-you-knew.html' title='If you knew.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113336003227526938</id><published>2005-11-30T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T22:13:53.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to thank God for.</title><content type='html'>- That there are never ever any 2-hour AdFS lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- That dried pineapples never ever used vinegar AND cucumber in its process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- That there's something called a caffeine boost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- That there's somethings called lecture notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- .. and something called hand cramps, and something called wrist pains. And something called excuses to take breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ohh yes, for something called breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- And the most wonderful of it all, SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep. It's like a coveted treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only start appreciating something.. when you don't get it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, you just have to try to do something another way, to remind yourself why you have always did it your usual way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113336003227526938?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113336003227526938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113336003227526938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113336003227526938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113336003227526938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/things-to-thank-god-for.html' title='Things to thank God for.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113327922265143763</id><published>2005-11-29T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T23:47:02.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Childhood trauma.</title><content type='html'>I was on the bus yesterday and saw this lady. I freaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 80s' way of dressing, the short flop of a hairstyle with the flyaway white hair effect, the same strappy shoes and the same high voice. When I saw her side profile, I was nearly sure it was her. I then edged away and took a second look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, no it wasn't really her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh the horror of the old piano days, and THAT piano teacher. Thank you MsWee, for traumatizing me, even till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home:&lt;br /&gt;I missed two 13s and one 153. The buses just didn't stop for me. What's with the bus drivers, or maybe what's with me? &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I saw just too short and unnoticeable since the sun has set and I'm in black. Ohwells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113327922265143763?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113327922265143763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113327922265143763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113327922265143763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113327922265143763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/childhood-trauma.html' title='Childhood trauma.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113325099852317467</id><published>2005-11-29T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T15:56:38.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have the weirdest friends.</title><content type='html'>School friends are a weird bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irfan gave me a greenBAO for my birthday.. Asmah gave me a star. And both talked about being legal. THANKS AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. then Jas ask about my shoe size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: but I still love you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113325099852317467?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113325099852317467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113325099852317467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113325099852317467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113325099852317467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-have-weirdest-friends_29.html' title='I have the weirdest friends.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113319525164379360</id><published>2005-11-29T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T00:27:31.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random musings.</title><content type='html'>On the bus:&lt;br /&gt;- Remind me ever again why I don't sit downstairs in a double decker bus if I can help it. This guy next to me fell asleep and the bus rocked and rocked, he rocked and rocked along with the buses. There was nearly 10 bl**dy times where he nearly bang his head towards me. I just wanted to get off the bus so so bad. Plus, he doesnt exactly smell nice. *sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home:&lt;br /&gt;- The grass were cut. I hate the smell of cut grass. That chlorophyll-y smell. Eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home:&lt;br /&gt;- NTUC rocks. They have everything. I was in desperate need for tinsel. And I freaked when we had no tinsels at home, not even for the christmas tree! So I had to run down, and look for it. And guess what, NTUC sells tinsels. OH MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This concludes random musings for the day. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113319525164379360?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113319525164379360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113319525164379360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113319525164379360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113319525164379360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/random-musings.html' title='Random musings.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113315947050248213</id><published>2005-11-28T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T14:31:10.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Rants.</title><content type='html'>I'm not a bad person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bad person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you with all my liver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the BAGs rock lah. (: i love YOUs BAG &amp; TOTEBAG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does my schoolbies. Asm, Jas, Irfan, and the rest in class - you guys rock my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random enough?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113315947050248213?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113315947050248213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113315947050248213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113315947050248213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113315947050248213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/random-rants.html' title='Random Rants.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113311588431340858</id><published>2005-11-28T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T02:24:44.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY DAY.</title><content type='html'>Says it all. BLEAH. I'm super tired, but can't sleep. Know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v486/doughnutsxz/collage1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v486/doughnutsxz/collage2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, the soups are not as good as it looks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v486/doughnutsxz/collage3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v486/doughnutsxz/collage4.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v486/doughnutsxz/collage5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, thanks to WH's family for being so nice and giving us fruits to eat. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v486/doughnutsxz/collage6.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113311588431340858?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113311588431340858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113311588431340858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113311588431340858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113311588431340858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-day.html' title='MY DAY.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113311043477403313</id><published>2005-11-28T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T01:02:43.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEGALised.</title><content type='html'>IT WAS MEANT FOR YESTERDAY LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's ONE to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy birthday to ME,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to ME,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to ME,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/27/52171140_a1836f85b2_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason I have to use DADA's cake again, is cos I didnt exactly have a cake for myself, and the tiramisu I had(if you ever count it as a cake) was finished before I remembered to take a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh and here goes the utterly conventional way of thanking you guys. (I can't think anymore lahh. I'm super tired.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mern&lt;/span&gt; - for the early wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Family &lt;/span&gt;- for the on-the-dot wishes and the hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jas, Posh, Fang Yu, Ens, Jce, Asmah&lt;/span&gt; - wishes in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The YFers&lt;/span&gt; - the ermms. BIRTHDAY SONG. *blushh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Min, Jacq, Mitchell, Shao Jun, eHar, Daryl, KC, aBK&lt;/span&gt; - the handshakes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rachh &amp; Beka&lt;/span&gt; - for the hugg. thanks sweets.&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE BAG AND THE TOTE BAG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - lols thanks BAG for the lunch and TOTE BAG for the company, and for the high-class slacking.. and for not finding the JUICE BAR. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; WEIHAN rocks. hoho. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DWONG !&lt;/span&gt; - who msged all the way from CHINA. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Extended Family &amp; My Grandmama &lt;/span&gt;- the angbaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JUDITH !&lt;/span&gt; - for the MS.LIM shirt. lols !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Peis&lt;/span&gt; - DINNER. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AH MU ! &amp;amp; Asmah&lt;/span&gt; - for the tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY very loyal SUBJECT ! IRFAN&lt;/span&gt; - for your msg. hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY GFs and my PP !&lt;/span&gt; - thanks for the wishes girls. I love yousss.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; anyone else I could have forgotten, I'm utterly sorry and please do tell me if I did miss you out ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;THE PIANO PLAYER !&lt;/span&gt; - lol. You very funny. (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;THE CHOCOLATE FACE !&lt;/span&gt; - lol. You very cute. (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;THE DUMB DUMB BOOK !&lt;/span&gt; - You gave me a good laugh. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;EVERYONE ELSE.&lt;/span&gt; Your existence made me happy already ! Ah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; lastly. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOUU- !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kept me breathing for the past 17 years, and never ever left my side. Who knows me inside out and outside in, who loves me more than anything. (: ILU tons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S IT. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113311043477403313?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113311043477403313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113311043477403313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113311043477403313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113311043477403313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/legalised.html' title='LEGALised.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113300837047673762</id><published>2005-11-26T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T20:36:03.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P6 overniter pics.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/67074898/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/26/67074898_7431131b31.jpg" width="300" height="225" alt="star !!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The star peeps !! We had a good night yea. Hmsee, Rachh, Posh and I, Peis as photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/67074899/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/28/67074899_616267613f.jpg" width="225" height="300" alt="DABAO !" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dwong with the DABAO stuffed into his mouth. The BAO like dropping off lah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/67079213/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/34/67079213_81fdcdbc0b.jpg" width="300" height="225" alt="Walk of faith" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A night of flour, soap water, weird concoctions, blindfolds and babysitting on the roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/67079576/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/26/67079576_ba20e96167.jpg" width="300" height="225" alt="FORFEIT STATION at the Halo. (:" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORFEIT STATION at the Halo. (: Mmmm this group was supposed to dance 'She Bangs' William Hung style while singing NUMA NUMA. Ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm. Yes good job FComm. And thank youu-, for making it all possible. (: ILU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113300837047673762?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113300837047673762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113300837047673762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113300837047673762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113300837047673762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/p6-overniter-pics.html' title='P6 overniter pics.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113300485327842401</id><published>2005-11-26T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T19:34:13.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It got to me. Hard.</title><content type='html'>Even if I didn't want to break down, my body surrendered first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been down with an apparent cold since wednesday which I didnt put much thought into. The weather's been cold, I suppose. When Friday came around, the rain didnt come and my cold/sinus/whateverr didnt go, and so my grandmama made me take some medication and all. I conked out quite bad last night. And still feeling groggy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed for shopping for my mask stuffs(work. yes. work.) after band practice today, and the aunty at the cashier was uber uber slow. She somewhat forgot what I bought, took the bag of stuff I bought and check what I bought, and typed it all in again. Like, ohh man. I probably stood there for like 5 whole mins and felt terrible when the queue behind got longer and longer. If the aunty didn't have my atm card I would have went off already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cold, cold day. Probably would sleep early, and watch crappy shows on TV and not do anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for turning 18 like real soon. These days have been real sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maybe it's just me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113300485327842401?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113300485327842401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113300485327842401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113300485327842401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113300485327842401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/it-got-to-me-hard.html' title='It got to me. Hard.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113285103922557681</id><published>2005-11-25T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T00:50:39.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The TERRIBLE morning rush.</title><content type='html'>An early madrush, a hole in the pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I help it that I have to wait 20minutes for a already crowded bus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus went extremely slow, having to stop at every stop cos there's people who wants to alight. In the end, I reached Potong at 840.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too late, too late. I alighted at the station and rushed over to the other side to draw moneyy. (Yes, I'm quite broke already. It sucks.) Took a cab down to school for 9 frigging dollars, and was late for 8 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the cab wasn't crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I don't like crowds. -That's why you rarely catch me in town for a long long period of time on Sundays. But it seems like its the only day left for a life isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, yes. I'm looking forward to this sunday. (: I'm turning legal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113285103922557681?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113285103922557681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113285103922557681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113285103922557681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113285103922557681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/terrible-morning-rush.html' title='The TERRIBLE morning rush.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113283724605708244</id><published>2005-11-24T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T21:00:46.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BS.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday at PBPN, I was drowning in a midst of redox reactions and cell transport systems thangs. And on top of it all, I was contemplating whether to message Jon to go for BS if there was at night, since his camp is so far away and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when reaching the end of my 2-hour tutorial, I came to the realization that Jon's in China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smack own forehead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113283724605708244?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113283724605708244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113283724605708244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113283724605708244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113283724605708244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/bs.html' title='BS.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113264471063086761</id><published>2005-11-22T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T23:51:17.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ADFS Lecture.</title><content type='html'>I slept through the lecture. Felt terrible, like I can't wake up from my sleep at all since last night online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jas spent lecture time sleeping and looking at me sleep. Do I look that interesting to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using Irfan's lappie to type this out. He has a bl**dy widescreen monitor lahh. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're near done for the FPQAP proposal report. (: yayness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See me break down this weekend k?? I need sleep. Ahhhh. Bleahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edited]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh irfan, enjoy whatever i did to your MSN. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, THE QUEEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edited]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113264471063086761?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113264471063086761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113264471063086761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113264471063086761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113264471063086761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/adfs-lecture.html' title='ADFS Lecture.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113250591804817925</id><published>2005-11-21T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T00:58:38.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iCRAVE.</title><content type='html'>yesterday, after being done with the translating and all for jon, we headed out for dinner and all, and well. i felt stinky and asked him if he has any parfum with him then. he did so i got two squirts of CK crave on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS IN LOVE WITH MYSELF FOR THAT NIGHT. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love ck crave can! yes, its the pheromone in it. i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to jon and judith: have a good trip ya? (: will miss you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113250591804817925?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113250591804817925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113250591804817925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113250591804817925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113250591804817925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/icrave.html' title='iCRAVE.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113241744391905468</id><published>2005-11-20T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T00:24:03.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P6 Overniter.</title><content type='html'>Lols, overall it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job done there, FComm. (:&lt;br /&gt;A tough ride it had been, but thank God for being so good, along with the nice weathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff to mention:&lt;br /&gt;- I had laughing gas and spreaded it to the starr people. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;- Rachh, Posh, Hmsee and I shared my star pillow in the night, by the time we wake, there was only Hmsee and Posh on it. &lt;br /&gt;- Worship was good ! (:&lt;br /&gt;- We stuffed a DABAO into Dwong's small mouth. (Believe it or not, Dwong's mouth very small. *grinns)&lt;br /&gt;- We had the peeps to do weird stuff in Potong Pasir. Like dancing, shouting across the road, harassing passerbys, and of course again, stuff a DABAO in someone's mouth. (:&lt;br /&gt;- Mmmm. Nightgames were pretty funky, but spending 3 hours on the rooftop and trying to keep a group of obviously overenthusiastic people quiet is a MI thing.&lt;br /&gt;- We are COWs !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good enough? Pictures up soon ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn tired. AHhh. *yawns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113241744391905468?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113241744391905468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113241744391905468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113241744391905468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113241744391905468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/p6-overniter.html' title='P6 Overniter.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113229824108934384</id><published>2005-11-18T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T15:17:21.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facelift.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;In my imaginary world, there are no cars.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I can stand on the curb and not get caught by the traffic police. Of course, if that is so, what's the point of having a street, a curb, and a walkway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haha, this is dumb.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I changed the template, cos, I'm bored of the old one. Hehh. Okok, mmm I prefer something.. simple. Yea. Simplicity rocks yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh man, I'm getting dumber.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I survived this week ! It's friday again. And I survived cos I had a sleep-in day in the middle of the week. Lols. Clocked in 10 hours that day. Hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Sec 4 peeps will end their papers today, with the chem paper. What's left is the Combined Science papers I guess. Ahhh lucky peeps, start late end early. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading for the P6 overniter tonight, cos I'm helping out in the games and all. *grinns. In for a good time I guess. Good company, good food(Belle's cooking), good fun, and AIR CON !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, don't miss me. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113229824108934384?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113229824108934384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113229824108934384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113229824108934384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113229824108934384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/facelift.html' title='Facelift.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113215576469485505</id><published>2005-11-16T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T23:42:44.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm here. Like here.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I helped Irfan make his mask for Arts Appr. Ok, I made his mask. Lols, it's one big mess lahh. But anyway, I didn't go justice to his nose, lips and ermm what's-that-the-bone-that-leads-to-deep-eye-sockets. Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least it turned out looking like a face. Hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get my mask done next week, and mmm get a good two-hour shut-eye. Aye, I need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that I've not been coming along a lot, have other engagements running along. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113215576469485505?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113215576469485505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113215576469485505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113215576469485505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113215576469485505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-here-like-here.html' title='I&apos;m here. Like here.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113180660860193204</id><published>2005-11-12T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T22:43:28.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of a dumb ponytail.</title><content type='html'>I wanted to cut my hair downstairs, but I didnt. My usual hairdresser wasn't there, and I wouldn't mind waiting while sitting there, but she told me to come back in ten. And so, I didn't. It's like.. what's the odds that when you ask a customer to leave, that he/she will come back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, Amanda and I headed down to J8, cos I really wanted a haircut -once the feeling comes you can't stop yknow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed for &lt;s&gt;QB&lt;/s&gt; EC house, since its the cheapest, cos yeaa, I don't really like crowds on weekends. This nice lady(obviously not jap, and not sgean, judging from her accent) layered my hair. Too much, too fast, too.. QB. The last time this QB girl layered my hair so much, the next time I went to QB the other hair stylist scold me say why my hair layer until so terrible. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I can still tie a small ponytail, 'cept that its so ridiculously small and short, and my rubberband is dropping off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather's hot you know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113180660860193204?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113180660860193204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113180660860193204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113180660860193204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113180660860193204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/of-dumb-ponytail.html' title='Of a dumb ponytail.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113173361739551944</id><published>2005-11-12T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T02:31:24.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She got in the top 4.</title><content type='html'>Obviously this issue is getting too huge, overnight fame perhaps, or over-2-night fame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com"&gt;Technorati&lt;/a&gt; shows that (at 2:14am SG time) &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/clapbangkiss"&gt;Dawn Yang&lt;/a&gt; is at a number 4 of all technorati searches. Suddenly, &lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2005/10/kennysiacom_deb.php"&gt;Kenny Sia.com's debut to top 100&lt;/a&gt; is not big thang anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole gist is this girl got a contract to become an MTV VJ -something like that. Then the papers writes about it, ignites Xiaxue's spark to write another &lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/2005/11/when-some-people-you-just-dont-term-as.html"&gt;mmm&lt;/a&gt; entry. And stuffs gets bigger and bigger. Blahh blahh. Ok this girl, Dawn, is well, pretty. Then came about &lt;a href="http://tomorrow.sg/archives/2005/11/10/clapbangkiss_expos.html"&gt;this HUGE wave&lt;/a&gt; about her undergoing plastic surgery. Ohhh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I've seen this girl on that &lt;a href="http://www.hottestblogger.com/2005/10/06/dawn-yang/"&gt;HottestBlogger.com&lt;/a&gt; a few weeks ago. Pretty pretty, thought she was like a model or something, parties a lot and all. Xiaxue said that she is a nice person actually, so like ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the deal with the Plastic Surgery thang? Supposedly, she denied undergoing surgery, when &lt;a href="http://gssq.blogspot.com/2005/11/blogging-her-way-to-instant-fame-her.html"&gt;before and after photos&lt;/a&gt; obviously showed that she did. Ahhh. Poor girl, instant fame, instant dig into her past, instant dirty secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My say, either deny and clean up after your act(like throw away every photo you have of before surgery, and make sure no one finds it), or just admit it lahh. Done it so be prouda it would ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113173361739551944?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113173361739551944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113173361739551944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113173361739551944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113173361739551944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/she-got-in-top-4.html' title='She got in the top 4.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113172967861780758</id><published>2005-11-12T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T01:22:47.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Utter madness.</title><content type='html'>I'm like a cocktail. Groggy and mixed up. Ahh. Sounds wrong. Anyway, here's a scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl, 17+++, feeling mixed up, tired and hyped up after tired eyes syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;- Boy, 19+, MAD, leading Girl to walk on the pavement cos Girl got tired eyes syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stands at the traffic light, waiting to cross the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green man comes on, and Girl walks. On impulse, starts skipping across the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy sees and feels utterly embarassing, stops in the middle of the road.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: OEI! STOP IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Girl does not stop. In fact, she finished skipping across the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy starts skipping across the road also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver in the car stares at 2 kids skip across the road.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113172967861780758?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113172967861780758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113172967861780758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113172967861780758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113172967861780758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/utter-madness.html' title='Utter madness.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113168820270249552</id><published>2005-11-11T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T13:50:02.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of the week.</title><content type='html'>It's only the end of the first week of school, and yet I felt like I've aged like 5 years. Doesn't click does it? It just doesn't sound right. Yes. I know. I can't think straight anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at my workload, and the only thing that comes into my mind is that.. I need an organiser. No way I can remember all my deadlines this time. Asmah's not in every class I'm in and all. Yes Asmah, I love you can !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. I started christmas shopping. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not having enough sleep for the past week is enough to pin me down on my bed for a 12-hour beauty sleep on Saturday. Don't make me do anything Saturday morning, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Yazid guy, lol I've never met him, and probably never will. Got transferred to Mankit(again yes. lol) and Yvonne's(i've been going to school with her everyday since the start of my poly education and no i haven't talked to her yet.) group, since Esther and Jingnan left for another class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one helluva week, and I don't dare to think about how bad it'll be in the next 13 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113168820270249552?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113168820270249552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113168820270249552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113168820270249552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113168820270249552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/end-of-week.html' title='The end of the week.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113154901705266486</id><published>2005-11-09T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T23:10:17.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a necessity.</title><content type='html'>There wasnt classes today, but I went to school anyway. Projects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no I don't wanna do ComNu project with that mystery Yassid guy please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113154901705266486?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113154901705266486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113154901705266486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113154901705266486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113154901705266486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-necessity.html' title='It&apos;s a necessity.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113146454742732823</id><published>2005-11-08T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T23:42:27.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School starts with a nightmare.</title><content type='html'>School started. I'm exhausted already. One tired eyes sydrome on sunday, once yesterday, and thrice today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts collating and collating, my sleep debt grows higher and higher. More caffeine needed a day, more food for energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new food court at TP is ohh so funky. Lols. It has nice hokkien mee! $2 for 2 prawns and quite an amount of sotong! Tau suan's not bad either. We'll continue looking into the foods next time. Its only the 2nd day of school you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing ComNu lab with Jingnan today, and she just msged me online just now, telling me her ComNu lab class has changed. Nooo.. we already discussed what we are going to do and all! How? *cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for piling up stress on the first 2 days of school. Tons of work to do, tons of stuff to research on. I can cry like now. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the 'O's peeps, all the best for your english papers tmr. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113146454742732823?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113146454742732823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113146454742732823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113146454742732823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113146454742732823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/school-starts-with-nightmare.html' title='School starts with a nightmare.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113128890349831529</id><published>2005-11-06T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T23:19:52.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of holidays.</title><content type='html'>Let's see what I've achieved in this very long hols (made much longer when I insisted on NOT working):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; Making Blog templates - &lt;a href="http://whowhatwhenwherehow.blogspot.com"&gt;dwongg's&lt;/a&gt; took 3 weeks. Erms, beanie's took 4 hours. Hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; Reading - read probably about 15 books? mmm Nicholas Sparks and Marian Keyes, Divine Secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; Figure out photoshop - I said I would. Lol I'm halfway there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; Compile church songbook ! - After 3 weeks, I'm at 'T'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; Went for beauty treatments - Its a job k !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; Went for 3 band pracs for 3 weeks and was on stage 3 weeks straight - I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; CRYSTAL JADE ! CRYSTAL JADE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember anymore, 'cept spending excessive time with dwong. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Jas has said already, we are separated !! But thank God, I have quite a few classes with all 3 of them. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUTOUTs to JAS, ASM, IRFAN !! : gimme a copy of your timetables will ya! We'll figure out breaks and lunches !! And yah. Lols. I'll miss you guys tons k. Not that I wouldnt see you around, but ahhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you guys tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. SCHOOL STARTS TMR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the 'O's peeps. ALL THE BEST. (: do what you can, God will do the rest !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113128890349831529?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113128890349831529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113128890349831529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113128890349831529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113128890349831529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/last-day-of-holidays.html' title='Last day of holidays.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113112680901244668</id><published>2005-11-05T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T01:53:29.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIMETABLE SUCKS.</title><content type='html'>Monday - 9am to 7pm. 3-hour lunch break and 1-hour dinner break. Lectures and one CSAS tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - 8am to 6pm. No break on even weeks till 3pm. Lab/lec/tut. All of it.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - 9am to 6pm. Breaks between each lesson. 3-hour lab period of PBPN.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - 8am to 2pm. No breaks. 3 lectures, 3-hour lab period of AdFS.&lt;br /&gt;Friday - 8am to 1pm. No breaks. One lec in the morning, one 3-hour lab after then a tutorial. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like a graph, going shorter and shorter. I'm gonna dread mondays from now on. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113112680901244668?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113112680901244668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113112680901244668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113112680901244668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113112680901244668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/timetable-sucks.html' title='TIMETABLE SUCKS.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113104040462344542</id><published>2005-11-04T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T01:53:24.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last week.</title><content type='html'>The last week before school starts again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me account for the past 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tribute to the ones I've been spending excessive time with - the 'O's peeps. &lt;br /&gt;Especially Dwong, Beanie &amp; Rachh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tab+tab+tab+space+space+space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the pictures speak yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/59406041/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/29/59406041_0ac8304139_o.jpg" width="400" height="350" alt="dwong" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/59406050/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/33/59406050_562976344f_o.jpg" width="400" height="350" alt="wh" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/59406048/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/33/59406048_ae14392585_o.jpg" width="400" height="350" alt="rach" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/59406042/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/32/59406042_569fefaf96_o.jpg" width="400" height="350" alt="ibook" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/59406040/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/33/59406040_747e633444_o.jpg" width="400" height="350" alt="breaking" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/59406046/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/33/59406046_de2b865c7c_o.jpg" width="400" height="350" alt="meals" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/59406284/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/28/59406284_13a9f570b1_o.jpg" width="400" height="350" alt="scenics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys. i love all of youuuuuuuuuu. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113104040462344542?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113104040462344542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113104040462344542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113104040462344542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113104040462344542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/last-week.html' title='The last week.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113103392249973096</id><published>2005-11-04T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T00:17:50.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random nonsense.</title><content type='html'>You know when we used to talks likes thats? Or likex thatx? Anyws, the plural of more - mores is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;mores \MOR-ayz; -eez\, plural noun:&lt;br /&gt;1. The fixed customs of a particular group that are morally binding upon all members of the group.&lt;br /&gt;2. Moral attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;3. Customs; habits; ways. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- from &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/wordoftheday/"&gt;Dictionary.com Word of the Day&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've spent the day as a family, in front of the telly. Caught 'White Chicks' at lunchtime, then local production 'I Do I Do' after that. Then for a small bite after, we had spongebob episodes. SPONGEBOB ROCKS CAN !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that it was heading to Salome's 21st birthday celebration. (: She's my funky piano teacher. Mmm, ok. Had a mini-service, then dinner. I asked Daddy if he would preach on my 21st birthday, and he said ok. People then came about after, bade us goodbye and leave with 'We'll see you on your 21st birthday!'. I dont know even if I would be in sg for my birthday then. But as always, its always good to hope isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Taa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113103392249973096?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113103392249973096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113103392249973096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113103392249973096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113103392249973096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/random-nonsense.html' title='Random nonsense.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113086409597340916</id><published>2005-11-02T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T01:45:29.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 10km HIKE !!</title><content type='html'>YES. We survived the hike !! Here's it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/58563645/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/30/58563645_1043386e04.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Setting off" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set off at round 7.30am, and started walking towards the Treetop trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/58563646/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/25/58563646_cd87bd2490.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Water is good for health." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natty and I took a break while waiting for the rest to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/58563647/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/27/58563647_74e69533af.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Dom keep running away." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dom kept running off by himself, and got Natty upset cos she say later the adults will get angry. TSK TSK TSK naughty Dom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/58563651/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/27/58563651_588f9e9ba8.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="From the Treetop walk" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking down from near 12 storeys high up. Not for those who has fear of heights I tell you. The bridge's a little shaky. Suspension bridge anyway. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/58563657/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/29/58563657_1bcc47b9d8.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="From the Jelutong tower" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A terribly blur picture. I know and I'm sorry. The view from the top of Jelutong tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/58563659/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/30/58563659_811d932a46.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="The mini picnic we had up there." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kids took a short break up there on the tower. More like a mini picnic anyway. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/58567838/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/24/58567838_3f43f724d6.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="The whole party. !!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole party !! Minus Dom who was taking the picture. I'll photoshopp you in k! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/58567839/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/29/58567839_999e90b5cf.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Timmyboy clings to Dom like plaster. BUT MAN. HE'S CUTE." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim clings to Dom like plaster. But he's super cute. This little kid. Awwwwww. Poor Dom nearly has to carry him like half the journey. At the end, we guessed how heavy this little kid is. Lols. Turned out to be 14kg. OK, my DADA's strong !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/58567840/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/31/58567840_2647eedd83.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="We survived 10km. We did." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about 4/5 through the hike. Lols. 2.7km more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/58567841/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/24/58567841_05bf0c4572.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="God is a total artist." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this place, and this whole scenic view. God is a total artist. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/58567842/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/32/58567842_f85a9d0214.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Yes. We survived. A little more than that too." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE DID MORE THAN THAT K! Took the boardwalk which was 0.5km longer. So YES. WE COMPLETED 10km !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't not put this up. LOLS .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/58567844/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/24/58567844_cc53250e24.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Dom's named Survivor of the day." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I name DOM- the survivor of the day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm. It was lunch at Thomson Plaza foodcourt. The kids are CRAZY. &gt;.&lt; ok yeaa. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its one long day k!! And it feels like a saturday anyws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMmmmmm. YAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The near FULL set is &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/sets/1267112/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. My bandwidth's going to die I tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113086409597340916?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113086409597340916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113086409597340916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113086409597340916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113086409597340916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/11/10km-hike.html' title='the 10km HIKE !!'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113069012832881920</id><published>2005-10-31T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T00:39:26.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The night's turned cold.</title><content type='html'>Its PMS. -post. not pre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iTunes playing - some soundtrack from Windstruck. its terribly saddening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart and prayers goes out to you, my dear girlfriend Siti, and Beanie, and all others taking their first paper tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do what you can, and God will do the rest.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all of you, a lot. I may not be there all the time, and I'm sincerely sorry. But, I do care and love you guys. K?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night's turned cold, and I'm burning under the heat of the lamp, and the recurring headache that seemed to have came twice today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Can I trust you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113069012832881920?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113069012832881920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113069012832881920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113069012832881920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113069012832881920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/10/nights-turned-cold.html' title='The night&apos;s turned cold.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113066034951938521</id><published>2005-10-30T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T17:19:09.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing could take this heat.</title><content type='html'>I'm home on a Sunday afternoon. Like how rare is that? Ahhh ohh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just didnt wanna go out. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;with the sorority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no money too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we got a ride home from my parents, leaving dwong to walk back to church alone. Terribly sorry madearboy. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a depressing thang to subscribe to &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/rss/newsonline_world_edition/front_page/rss.xml"&gt;BBC news RSS feed&lt;/a&gt;. Everyday you receive tons and tons of news, but what's the point, when most of them are bad?? Stuff like, another Iraqi bombing, another flood, another earthquake, another riot, another strike, another country struck with bird flu(the last one I read was south africa. sadness.). YEA the end is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's sermon gave a new light to the term 'consuming fire'. As much as the song potrays the fire as something gentle and all, its not. It could have just burn up a mountain or something. Ahh anyway YF worship turned out good. (: good job guys. thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;These days, stuffs just get weird, worse. And you dun feel like. You belong anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113066034951938521?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113066034951938521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113066034951938521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113066034951938521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113066034951938521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/10/nothing-could-take-this-heat.html' title='Nothing could take this heat.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113060885864449659</id><published>2005-10-30T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T02:00:58.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh the sadness.</title><content type='html'>I never believed that I had my own collection of depressing music until I clicked on Paperplane - Windstruck OST. Like how can I ever forget that windstruck is such a tear sucking show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighh. I haven't been on my routine stuffs tonight, what's more on with my me time. Nope, no me time today. I've been spending time diving in the lives of people. Never once did I find it not fascinating. But that wasn't the point. Ahh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another week has passed already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pauses to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today feeling all wrong. Should have guess that today is pretty wrong. Waking up to find no one at home at 12noon?? Putting on your specs and realising that mann, your vision is blur?? Bad hair day??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's off a weird start. But I know. I survived. I ended my day talking to beanie, dwong and DADA online. People that do my health good. Haha does that make sense?? Of course the song blasting in my head isn't of help. Cos to it, I'm feeling uber lousy. Talk about trading dark secrets. I just let a huge one out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling lost.. cos my navigations of this PC is haywired - effects of facing an iBook 5 days a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no privacy here. =( Should have remained anonymous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113060885864449659?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113060885864449659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113060885864449659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113060885864449659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113060885864449659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/10/ahh-sadness.html' title='Ahh the sadness.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113034907136515984</id><published>2005-10-27T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T02:09:10.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ermmps.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;In some ways our egocentrism is a secret lust for omnipotence.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A night for reflection, interrupted by a phonecall from an anonymous freak someone. I'll get to that part later. After my heart decide to stop thumping that freaking fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That quote up there came from &lt;a href="http://www.rbc.org/ourjourney/oj20051026.php"&gt;Our Journey&lt;/a&gt;. The daily struggle is evident. And the only thing we can do, is surrender. Before the throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum's phone rang at a little past midnight. And well, there was this guy with this super husky voice. And the convo(in chinese) went like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Who are you looking for?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: What's your name?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Erm. Angel.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Ok I'm looking for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M TOTALLY FREAKED. So then, I switched off the handphone, and unhooked the house phone, so that he can't get in contact with me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. Anyway, I later talked to DADA and felt much better. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh I did have my CHEE CHEONG FUN today. But not that nice lah. Dwong said that it is. Hehh. Ahh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jump around a bit. and settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My recommendations: crystal jade breakfast. =) its worth it. no need eat lunch after that. *grinns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113034907136515984?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113034907136515984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113034907136515984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113034907136515984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113034907136515984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/10/ermmps.html' title='Ermmps.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113025377323800064</id><published>2005-10-25T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T23:22:53.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stares at the screen.</title><content type='html'>I've been a swiingg-y mood today. The weather was like WOAH. The rain was like really really heavy. And I got relatively wet, cos I was walking in church and this car (bet the driver likes cheap thrill) drove past REAL fast over a puddle of water beside me. And you can imagine. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BS was just UKC and I today. And haha, it was pretty funky. Mmm. One day I'm gonna try out the Jewish diet. Haha. UKC showed me this book on stuff like how if you follow the Jewish diet you can prevent some diseases. Probably a good read for my course tho. *grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging on to rachh's phone for now and I'm pretty getting used to it. Haha. Flat phone they call it. =) Thanks sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast tomms at Crystal Jade. I WANT MY CHEE CHEONG FUN !! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113025377323800064?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113025377323800064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113025377323800064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113025377323800064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113025377323800064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/10/stares-at-screen.html' title='Stares at the screen.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113017301165941869</id><published>2005-10-25T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T01:02:21.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And they say.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"Blood is thicker than water... but it makes lousy lemonade!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.leedberg.com/mad/quotes/quotes.html"&gt;Alfred E. Neuman Quotes&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://cowboycaleb.liquidblade.com"&gt;Cowboy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's back to monday, and yes, I survived last night without sneezing like Sneezy the dwarf. I'm left now with a bad sorethroat, and a slightly better flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched with dwong today. Had horfun, chee cheong fun and siew mai. Dim sum at opposite hindu temple that kopitiam at Potong is not as good as the one at Jackson's. But we've decided to either to head to crystal jade or jackson's for dimsum breakfast on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete about another 100 songs today. Left with still quite a bit. Uncle Dennis drove me home after that at 7(cos his is a weekend car) and we discussed launching the songbook at 'summer 06' cos it sounds quite updated and nice. Haha. The saddest part of all is that Singapore does not have the 4 seasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh goodness, I'm speaking rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I made a new layout for Beanie today! It is very pretty. But I aint showing you guys cos its private. Haha. Thought I could finish it in an hour or so. But I didn't. Turns out that there were some stuffs that were not compatible.. and thus I had to go back to square one and do everything in a different way. And anyhows, I've finished it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/ I need my me time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113017301165941869?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113017301165941869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113017301165941869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113017301165941869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113017301165941869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/10/and-they-say.html' title='And they say.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-113007410912287280</id><published>2005-10-23T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T21:30:09.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*SNIFF.</title><content type='html'>I'M SICK !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like seriously hard not to, when you are surrounded by sick ppl at home and out, and have been sleeping late. My prediction on who's going down next: PEIS. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we did about nearly nothing. Haha. We wrote our own song during the sermon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;ODE TO SERMON&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - given by JACQ !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Verse 1:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry !! Hungry !! &lt;s&gt;Hungry&lt;/s&gt;winnie !! - amended by mern&lt;br /&gt;Jacq's hungry !! Hungry !! Hungry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Verse 2:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Han's sleepy !! Sleepy !! Sleepy !!&lt;br /&gt;Anna's sleepy !! Sleepy !! Sleepy !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prechorus:&lt;/i&gt; - by PEIS&lt;br /&gt;We're all gonna die . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chorus:&lt;/i&gt; - by Jon&lt;br /&gt;BUT WE ALL LOVE GOD !!! (X4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bridge:&lt;/i&gt; - by Dwong&lt;br /&gt;Sha-la-la-la&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had lunch at potong hindu temple there. Then we go back church. Then we did stuupid stuffs like take stuupid pictures and something terrible happened!! No lahh not very terrible lah. Then Rachh and I got to talk talk!! Very long nv talk alr. =)) Yay I love xiaomei!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then we go home. Fullstop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-113007410912287280?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/113007410912287280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=113007410912287280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113007410912287280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/113007410912287280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/10/sniff.html' title='*SNIFF.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-112991327692558219</id><published>2005-10-22T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T00:50:17.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh. Another birthday kid.</title><content type='html'>To the guy I've seen 4 days in a row and I-sure-am-glad not to see tomorrow. (I'm kiddin' haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY DWONG !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/27/52171140_a1836f85b2_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Haha. Same cake. Sorry lah. Must utilize. =) &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY you can play pool and watch NC16 shows &lt;b&gt;legally&lt;/b&gt; now. Hahah. See ya around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-112991327692558219?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/112991327692558219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=112991327692558219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/112991327692558219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/112991327692558219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/10/ahh-another-birthday-kid.html' title='Ahh. Another birthday kid.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-112991269492371880</id><published>2005-10-22T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T00:41:50.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tickled.</title><content type='html'>When someone's utterly bored, he/she gets tickled by the slightest, subtlest, weirdest stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/wordoftheday/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dictionary.com&lt;/strong&gt;'s word of the day&lt;/a&gt; is - lexicon: a &lt;strong&gt;dictionary&lt;/strong&gt;; also, the vocabulary of a person, group, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; I would swear if I could, that I saw an eight-legged rat run across my path at the void deck on my way home. Or maybe it was a rat biting another rat's tail. My initial impression was that it was an insect. A centipede maybe. But what the heck, centipedes has more legs than that. And it has no tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The GF MIA-ed. =( I miss you dear. Where are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-112991269492371880?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/112991269492371880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=112991269492371880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/112991269492371880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/112991269492371880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/10/tickled.html' title='Tickled.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-112982384734173608</id><published>2005-10-20T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T23:57:27.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change for the better.</title><content type='html'>This week's been much different. Exams are over, but I've embarked on a project that I've claimed (and others have verified) to be only finished after the 'o' levels. Uncle Dennis has asked me to compile a church songbook to replace the pink one we had before - probably dated back to 1995?? I grew up with that book anyway, and as Don Moen and Hillsongs and delirious? and everyone else came sweeping in, its time to move on, and add more songs into our collection. Of course, we retained our classics, and never forgot the hymns. And also, we decided to put in the christmas carols. *grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I've been hanging out with the bunch of 'o'level dudes. Its been routine the past two days - lunch out, then to church, working on Uncle Dennis' iBook, then heading down to the youth room downstairs to jam, then off. It's been fun in a sense, bringing songs from home and downloading into Uncle Dennis' iTunes and listen while working. Today we(Dwong, Beanie, Jon Ng the 2nd, Sng Tiak(?) and I) had a crazy out-of-nowhere meal of macs, with a box of 20-piece nuggets, 3 large fries, 1 large coke and 1 large sprite. The guys were challenged to drink the coke outta a straw 5-straws long, and they succeeded(thus able to deduce that they have huge lungs, or as Dwong said, are good at kissing. =x), cept for Beanie. Said he'll stick to his sprite. Also, Beanie made a mess by dunking his nugget into a full packet of curry sauce, which overflowed onto the table. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad, cos I'm feeling impaired without a camera phone (thus no moblogging) or you wouldn't had to reach this whole entry, cos you probably see it all in pictures. They don't say a picture paints a thousand words for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the nights these days, cos I get time to spend some me time and think through the day, and everything else. And listen to some soothing music(provided it doesnt &lt;a href="http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/10/lags.html"&gt;crank up&lt;/a&gt;). Hmmm. Of course, catch up on people I haven't talked to for ages. My house is never silent, since I'm staying so near the road, and motorcyclists like to drive fast fast at night. Mmmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, no one says anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-112982384734173608?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/112982384734173608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=112982384734173608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/112982384734173608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/112982384734173608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/10/change-for-better.html' title='Change for the better.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-112969292963749802</id><published>2005-10-19T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T11:35:57.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's with the sudden outbursts in multimedia castings?</title><content type='html'>Yea, what's with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amusing to think about it, but when &lt;a href="http://mrbrownshow.blogspot.com/"&gt;the mrbrown show&lt;/a&gt; resurrected after a few months of inactivity, there's mr miyagi with &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/multimediamiyagi"&gt;his podcast&lt;/a&gt;, xiaxue with &lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-first-podcast.html"&gt;her virgin podcast&lt;/a&gt;, and rambo tan with &lt;a href="http://www.rambotan.com/?p=45"&gt;the rambo tan show&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala. I'm waiting for your ZENcast Jon. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-112969292963749802?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/112969292963749802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=112969292963749802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/112969292963749802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/112969292963749802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/10/whats-with-sudden-outbursts-in.html' title='What&apos;s with the sudden outbursts in multimedia castings?'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-112957051708156679</id><published>2005-10-18T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T01:35:17.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't tell about me losing my phone, did I? Anyway, I lost my phone on Saturday night, cos it dropped outta my bag when I was getting outta the car to home. When I found it missing, my dad went down to check if it was in the car, but he found my handphone pouch on the road where I got out, but the phone was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my sim card and reconnected my line today after dinner. I've no phone, and I'm surviving with mians, but I know she'll want the phone back soon. So if anyone has an extra phone, lend me till the end of the year can?? And I lost all my numbers again. So guys, unless you know that I can memorise your number, send me a msg telling me who you are at my number k??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighh, so tired and these blahhs. And I've gotta appointment tmr at 11am, then its church till evening. Mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain's not functioning yet at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I unknowingly left this page, well, at this page. I'm tired. But I'm getting emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had to stumble onto to &lt;a href="http://sandrapowerpuff.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sandralicious'&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://sandrapowerpuff.blogspot.com/2005/10/closure-and-so-my-heart-has-finally.html"&gt;I'm that girl/guy meme contribution&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially sadded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-112957051708156679?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/112957051708156679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=112957051708156679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/112957051708156679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/112957051708156679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-didnt-tell-about-me-losing-my-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-112948362624577501</id><published>2005-10-17T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T01:27:06.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work done.</title><content type='html'>I estimated that I took about 20 hours on &lt;a href="http://whowhatwhenwherehow.blogspot.com"&gt;this layout&lt;/a&gt;. That is including the first 2 drafts the last week, the irritating night where photoshop closed down on me, and tonight where I finished everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be expecting my waffle with 2 scoops of icecream &lt;a href="http://whowhatwhenwherehow.blogspot.com"&gt;Dwong&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of you, you can go there and appreciate my work. I don't know if its good or not. But heck, the owner likes it so who cares?? So long I get my waffle I'm one happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whowhatwhenwherehow.blogspot.com"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-112948362624577501?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/112948362624577501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=112948362624577501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/112948362624577501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/112948362624577501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/10/work-done.html' title='Work done.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-112948295996502367</id><published>2005-10-17T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T01:16:00.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUNDAY !!</title><content type='html'>It was sunday yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YF was cool. But the sermon was awesome. Lols. It was on one of my favourite chapter - Hebrews 11, and pastor was so hyped up and energetic, and well.. drama today. I was paying attention to &lt;b&gt;nearly&lt;/b&gt; everything He was saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch at Potong Macs today. Was raining heavily, and though Rebekah and I shared an umbrella, we still got pretty wet. Me on the left side, and her on the right. Lols. After lunch, we went back to church to jam. It was song after song, song after song. And mann, my fingers are like really tired now. Jon, Dwong, WH and I were there, along with Rach, Judith, Jwong, and the Fcomm peeps came around after that. Jammed till round 5++ 6, then everyone one by one left. Sounds stranded eh? WH and I stayed on for a while, then after that got off at around 630.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate dinner home, watched tv, and here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, its a boring post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-112948295996502367?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/112948295996502367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=112948295996502367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/112948295996502367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/112948295996502367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/10/sunday.html' title='SUNDAY !!'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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-14743093.post-112931584910599830</id><published>2005-10-15T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T03:05:11.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I could have died.</title><content type='html'>Note the time?? I started working on &lt;a href="http://whowhatwhenwherehow.blogspot.com"&gt;Dwong's blog&lt;/a&gt; layout at around 12mn. It totally came to form, and it rawked k!! Inspiration came from &lt;a href="http://oakley.com/o/c822t"&gt;the background here&lt;/a&gt;. It was cool ok!! I was about to save it, and.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHOTOSHOP CLOSE DOWN ON ME !!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, why doesn't photoshop have autorecovery? or autosave? Could have cried my heart out, but I'm too tired to. And too tired to start on it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Dwong. Next week. Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edited/] I've found a remnant, which I saved, then threw out. Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mochalafa/52479889/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/33/52479889_c55d668a67_m.jpg" width="240" height="134" alt="united" border="0px"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty k!! Not pretty pretty but you know what I mean. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14743093-112931584910599830?l=mochafrapped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/feeds/112931584910599830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14743093&amp;postID=112931584910599830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/112931584910599830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14743093/posts/default/112931584910599830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-could-have-died.html' title='I could have died.'/><author><name>mochafrapped</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13358819639141227515</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>
