<?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-686146633527435060</id><updated>2012-01-27T23:19:53.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO</title><subtitle type='html'>welcome to iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-2131731193590621993</id><published>2012-01-27T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T23:19:53.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate it when you guys do that to me. look at yourself before you laugh at me alright? is it really that important to be thin like a fuggin stick? if you're laughing at the meat that's growing on me what about that round ball of fat attached to your stomach? do you even know how it feels like to be embarrassed in front of your whole family? alright i know it was really boring in that restaurant, waiting for our food. so what? do you really have to pick that fuggin time to tell the whole family how much meat i have? THANK YOU SO MUCH. THAT'S SOME MOTIVATION FOR ME. eff you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there are some people who love to play games all the time im not gonna fall for it alright? you are the most childish person i've ever seen in my whole life. gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now it's my mum. we just got back from kedah and she has to be stressed over the housework not like we're not helping you right? and now she's getting so pissed and scolding us about slamming the door and some shit stuff. telling us to just sit down next time and not help her with the house chores. alright then next time we get back back from some vacation we will just sit there and go online. see what you're gonna do. MY GOSH just chill the F down alright. it's just house chores. house. chores. wtf is there to be so pissed about? urgh. i hope monday comes faster. at least listening to some uncle nagging is better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-2131731193590621993?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2131731193590621993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-hate-it-when-you-guys-do-that-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/2131731193590621993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; chemistry holiday homework! oh and bm too. what have i been doing all these time? lemme see.. right after exam there was choral speaking competition, then results and then swimming competition. been training like shit but my stamina is no better than my grandma. actually i should be going swimming now but yea. you know, motivating yourself daily is something really boring ;) i've been watching so many movies and dramas after exam i kinda lost count of it lol let me list them out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Real Steel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sector 7&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Immortals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You Are The Apple Of My Eye&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arthur Christmas &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tennis Prince&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;49 Days&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;City Hunter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scent Of a Woman&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;gawd that's a lot! ahhhh so guilty gotta do some reading..... later ;)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just finished watching the most romantic drama on earth, screaming and laughing alone in my study like some psycho. scent of a woman! everybody should watch it, quite meaningful :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QTA7s3vG2Ic/TuW0uphxonI/AAAAAAAAAjw/8CZqGimCAkk/s1600/Scent-of-a-Woman-face.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QTA7s3vG2Ic/TuW0uphxonI/AAAAAAAAAjw/8CZqGimCAkk/s320/Scent-of-a-Woman-face.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;deng deng deng deng!! the lead actor! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-doDBXQ-Dbpc/TuW0vLEaAlI/AAAAAAAAAj0/oh9qLn5Fylg/s1600/scent-of-a-woman-korean-drama-feature.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-doDBXQ-Dbpc/TuW0vLEaAlI/AAAAAAAAAj0/oh9qLn5Fylg/s320/scent-of-a-woman-korean-drama-feature.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;anybody ever had that disappointing feeling when you finish watching a drama/movie and you get back to your real life? or is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;gosh dad and mum went out, sis in KL, nobody at home my face expression is like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qLArqA1sAJE/TuW0qCoeogI/AAAAAAAAAjo/B6z2gdDfcQU/s1600/forever+alone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qLArqA1sAJE/TuW0qCoeogI/AAAAAAAAAjo/B6z2gdDfcQU/s1600/forever+alone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FOREVER ALONE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;anybody wanna save me from rotting?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;till i post again! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-6903498367975884331?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6903498367975884331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/12/home-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/6903498367975884331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;final year exams are finally over!! so glad i could finally seat down  and watch tv or go online or sleep an hour more during the afternoons  without having have to worry about what i haven't studied yet :) i got a  little bit used to thinking " i should go and study now" every minute  im doing something i know i shouldn't be doing during the exams exp:  going online, reading storybooks, watching TV, daydreaming etc, etc.  gets a bit annoying at times but anyway i won't be thinking about that  in a few days time cos i know imma PARTAAYY LIKE A RAWKSTARRR :D im  planning to go for a movie marathon with Sarah this sunday, gonna watch  in time and sector 7 in one afternoon!! hope it's still in cinemas! i  have been waiting for so long to watch Sector 7--it was out in the  cinemas DURING exam. gosh imagine how frustrating is that. anyway i just  edited a pic of me and celine in picnik!! :D&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zG9EUcDB-KI/TrKglajuSVI/AAAAAAAAAjU/ZujAWYHbdHI/s1600/celineandme.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zG9EUcDB-KI/TrKglajuSVI/AAAAAAAAAjU/ZujAWYHbdHI/s320/celineandme.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;love the star!! :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-4294370962654618567?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4294370962654618567/comments/default' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zG9EUcDB-KI/TrKglajuSVI/AAAAAAAAAjU/ZujAWYHbdHI/s72-c/celineandme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-453867342332199012</id><published>2011-10-30T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T14:26:37.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all about us:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fC0SqqKuWn8/TqzpOeehgMI/AAAAAAAAAjM/7T2JUsrfP7I/s1600/cfaaa9df.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fC0SqqKuWn8/TqzpOeehgMI/AAAAAAAAAjM/7T2JUsrfP7I/s320/cfaaa9df.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;take my hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'll teach you to dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'll spin you around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;won't letcha fall down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;would you let me lead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you can step on my feet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;give it a try&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it'll be alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the rooms hush hush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and now's our moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;take it in, feel it all and hold it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eyes on you, eyes on me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we're doing this right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cuz lovers dance when they're feeling in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;spotlight shining it's all about us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's all about us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and every heart in the room will melt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is a feeling i've never felt like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's all about us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;suddenly, i'm feeling brave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dunno what's gotten into me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i feel this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can we dance real slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can i hold you real close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the rooms hush hush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and now's our moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;take it in, feel it all and hold it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eyes on you, eyes on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we're doing this right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cuz lovers dance when they're feeling in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;spotlight shining it's all about us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's all about us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and every heart in the room will melt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is a feeling i've never felt like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's all about us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do you hear that love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they're playing our song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do you think we're ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh i'm really feeling it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do you hear that love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do you hear that love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lovers dance when they're feeling in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;spotlight shining it's all about us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;every heart in the room will melt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is a feeling i've felt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but it's all about us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cuz lovers dance when they're feeling in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;spotlight shining it's all about us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's all about us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and every heart in the room will melt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is a feeling i've never felt but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's all, it's all about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;us.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;all about us&lt;/b&gt;-old demos by he is we:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-453867342332199012?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/453867342332199012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/10/all-about-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/453867342332199012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/453867342332199012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/10/all-about-us.html' title='all about us:)'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fC0SqqKuWn8/TqzpOeehgMI/AAAAAAAAAjM/7T2JUsrfP7I/s72-c/cfaaa9df.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-5912052304985580873</id><published>2011-10-25T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T15:42:56.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heroine's back.</title><content type='html'>suppose to be studying physics now but whatever. a few hours rest won't hurt! now listening to old demo's Pour Me Out. they are awesome! their songs are the best to listen to during a rainy afternoon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i took pics of the clouds yesterday--they were exceptionally blueeeee not like today's greyish brown :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QRgmecRJL4A/TqZnNgTOkhI/AAAAAAAAAik/obWOOrsflYg/s320/Chem2.jpg" width="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the expression i had the whole night while reading chemistry ;) it's gonna be over soon!! good luck to me!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-5912052304985580873?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/5912052304985580873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/10/heroines-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/5912052304985580873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/5912052304985580873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/10/heroines-back.html' title='heroine&apos;s back.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sMuTBsFvvUE/TqZncqaIYsI/AAAAAAAAAis/PUP-Ny9eh8s/s72-c/Photo0156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-3565762685565908549</id><published>2011-08-02T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T12:36:19.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ma-ree-ohhhh!</title><content type='html'>just watched a gay movie starring&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MARIO MAURER&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and some guy ( name's too long can't remember) called "&lt;i&gt;the love of siam&lt;/i&gt;". it's actually two boys, Tong ( Mario) and Mew (the other guy), living in the same neighbourhood and they eventually became friends until one day, Tong's sister, Tang went to Chiangmai and never came back. his parents decided to move and these two friends were seperated. a few years later, Mew met Tong once again and they started developing a relationship that is deeper than friendship. before they realise it, they were in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was so touching, i cried for numerous times!! it's really worth watching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just.......... don't watch while you eat ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xTr-TOjnWow/Tjd8Pp9yR1I/AAAAAAAAAiE/Ox5dH7deibs/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xTr-TOjnWow/Tjd8Pp9yR1I/AAAAAAAAAiE/Ox5dH7deibs/s320/3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the first time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ilIm9-WYTLo/Tjd8QEOCWhI/AAAAAAAAAiI/fdVmbwxgWZg/s1600/a4c68d3d7f15a2e1c5f4e27c180522831238513622_full.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ilIm9-WYTLo/Tjd8QEOCWhI/AAAAAAAAAiI/fdVmbwxgWZg/s1600/a4c68d3d7f15a2e1c5f4e27c180522831238513622_full.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-891jOkiapsU/Tjd8Rj-rbXI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kqBwOAOvJ3s/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-891jOkiapsU/Tjd8Rj-rbXI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kqBwOAOvJ3s/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the guy acting as mario's "girlfriend" cute huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tkCmzHwVltA/Tjd8VGytqnI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Wlr4KeLE2E8/s1600/tarn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tkCmzHwVltA/Tjd8VGytqnI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Wlr4KeLE2E8/s1600/tarn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the girl who was secretly having a crush on Mew. she couldn't accept it when she heard that Mew was gay :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PNRsFxMWePs/Tjd8XSYwInI/AAAAAAAAAiU/FvmLp82EdYI/s1600/the+love+of+siam.030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="269" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PNRsFxMWePs/Tjd8XSYwInI/AAAAAAAAAiU/FvmLp82EdYI/s320/the+love+of+siam.030.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cqsaoGwupEk/Tjd8YuhyW-I/AAAAAAAAAiY/F0B3HL_-WSY/s1600/The_Love_of_Siam_090010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cqsaoGwupEk/Tjd8YuhyW-I/AAAAAAAAAiY/F0B3HL_-WSY/s320/The_Love_of_Siam_090010.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8sZ9ZS2eN8/Tjd8v1fjpLI/AAAAAAAAAic/ufXc80H6qtQ/s1600/The%252BLove%252Bof%252BSiam06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8sZ9ZS2eN8/Tjd8v1fjpLI/AAAAAAAAAic/ufXc80H6qtQ/s1600/The%252BLove%252Bof%252BSiam06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mew telling Tong how lonely he was and Tong comforting him :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FOLJrnCchoM/Tjd8wVakp8I/AAAAAAAAAig/SIGWg4puNoA/s1600/TheLoveofSiam10064518-46-46.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FOLJrnCchoM/Tjd8wVakp8I/AAAAAAAAAig/SIGWg4puNoA/s320/TheLoveofSiam10064518-46-46.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mario as Tong in the movie! HAWWWWT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #e06666;"&gt;when there is love, there is hope--The Love of Siam.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-3565762685565908549?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3565762685565908549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/08/ma-ree-ohhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/3565762685565908549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/3565762685565908549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/08/ma-ree-ohhhh.html' title='ma-ree-ohhhh!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xTr-TOjnWow/Tjd8Pp9yR1I/AAAAAAAAAiE/Ox5dH7deibs/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-2031703755512790572</id><published>2011-07-27T13:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T13:29:04.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick:(</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;having a really terrible sore throat plus flu now. my nose is like a water tap my gosh you should see the amount of mucus dripping out of my nose. gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for once in my life time i wished i could be in school now, reading chinese or maybe just talking crap at the back of the class with luo lin &lt;i&gt;or &lt;/i&gt;sleeping with the teacher's dull tone as a lullaby:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate being at home and reading history with a headache, have a nap and wake up with a&lt;i&gt; more&lt;/i&gt; severe headache, eating porridge while my mum tells me our trip to the mall today would be cancelled.&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; OMGEEE I&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;CAN'T EVEN HAVE AN OREO TO CHEER MYSELF UP!!!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i wanna thrash on my pillows, scream at the top of my lungs, tear my history books, cry into my physics homework, call my sister, walk to the bus stop, sit the bus to City Square, buy myself an Oreo McFlurry, walk to Convent, sit on the steps and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. maybe i should really do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WozU97PtEIo/Ti-iA9o4WgI/AAAAAAAAAiA/ZubYzKfnA3g/s1600/angry.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WozU97PtEIo/Ti-iA9o4WgI/AAAAAAAAAiA/ZubYzKfnA3g/s320/angry.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-2031703755512790572?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2031703755512790572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/07/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/2031703755512790572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/2031703755512790572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/07/sick.html' title='sick:('/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WozU97PtEIo/Ti-iA9o4WgI/AAAAAAAAAiA/ZubYzKfnA3g/s72-c/angry.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-4512604706109667059</id><published>2011-06-05T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T12:22:15.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down.</title><content type='html'>it's raining again! went for add maths tuition this morning and it started to rain halfway through the class. and i have another tuition coming up later! gosh practically in lazy mode now. anyway i finally borrowed the Room mate's DVD!! can't wait to watch it! but i will be watching it in the afternoon i guess. never ever gonna watch it at night. imma scream like a crazy woman if i do that. plus my sis is not here anymore geezz now i realise how important she is. anyway im running out of words now. i'll put some pictures then :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9YOu_CyvPcc/TesAhIj6-NI/AAAAAAAAAhs/puEMwhxPZbw/s1600/sexy-mario-maurer11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9YOu_CyvPcc/TesAhIj6-NI/AAAAAAAAAhs/puEMwhxPZbw/s320/sexy-mario-maurer11.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mario maurer!! heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-my4taR72gI8/TesAo02bAeI/AAAAAAAAAhw/mY26X8JCHYw/s1600/mario+maurer+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-my4taR72gI8/TesAo02bAeI/AAAAAAAAAhw/mY26X8JCHYw/s320/mario+maurer+4.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Uazpkveq9U/TesC8SS1oYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/n0KA8fs6wh8/s1600/Holga_MSenior_swingset.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Uazpkveq9U/TesC8SS1oYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/n0KA8fs6wh8/s320/Holga_MSenior_swingset.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NtP0PuqCwnw/TesC93_VZkI/AAAAAAAAAh4/B9M-XcuPH04/s1600/D1000003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="319" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NtP0PuqCwnw/TesC93_VZkI/AAAAAAAAAh4/B9M-XcuPH04/s320/D1000003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-thOZm37T3go/TesC-9aPe6I/AAAAAAAAAh8/eo4sftaiJJ8/s1600/HillPeople.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-thOZm37T3go/TesC-9aPe6I/AAAAAAAAAh8/eo4sftaiJJ8/s320/HillPeople.jpg" width="257" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;holga pictures :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-4512604706109667059?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4512604706109667059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/06/down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/4512604706109667059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/4512604706109667059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/06/down.html' title='down.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9YOu_CyvPcc/TesAhIj6-NI/AAAAAAAAAhs/puEMwhxPZbw/s72-c/sexy-mario-maurer11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-7170273313707707783</id><published>2011-06-02T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T12:16:43.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XOXO!</title><content type='html'>the sun is shining, the dogs are barking, the auntie staying behind my house is cooking, the lil boy she babysits is mumbling something... everything is just the way it is and i love listening to it in the morning. especially when the guy behind my house starts singing while showering. hah! his voice, booming out from the windows of his house, can be heard throughout the whole street! i sometimes wonder if he ever feels embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just watched Pirates of the Caribbeans yesterday and the movie was awesome! it was funny as usual and i wanted to share it with my sis but she's not here! geez feeling so emotional all of a sudden. i use to wish that my sis could go overseas or anywhere to study so that i could have the study room, the bedroom, the toilet, the storybooks, the piano and the laptop all for myself! but yeah, i was wrong. i hate to admit that this house is really getting a bit too quiet without her because i can't do anything without her! i can't ask her add maths questions and laugh about my carelessness, i can't ask her physics questions while she tease me with my stupidity, i can't poke her and make faces at her anymore, i can't watch a korean drama and laugh like crazy ladies with her anymore and i can't share things with her anymore BECAUSE she is living 400KM away from me!!!!!!! this is so frustrating. hmph. omaigosh i sound like an old lady who just lost her husband. OK shaddap shaddap shaddap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeeee! can't wait to meet up with eve lyne next monday!! haven't seen her in years!!&lt;br /&gt;monday! monday! gonna get down on monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shit. rebecca black. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-7170273313707707783?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/7170273313707707783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/06/xoxo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/7170273313707707783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/7170273313707707783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/06/xoxo.html' title='XOXO!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-1868157759704939142</id><published>2011-05-31T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T21:43:06.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>marioooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh how nice it is to run my fingers across the keyboard after a month of torture in school. three whole weeks of exam was enough to make me go crazy. and yea, i was &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; lucky. fell sick after i got back from tuition right on that day i finished my exam. had a headache at first, which then went on to diarrhea and then my whole body starts to ache and then.... fever. YAYYYY. but i got well after a few days. heh. as strong as a giant right now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched a thailand movie a few days ago and the male actor took my breath away. like &lt;i&gt;woosssshhh&lt;/i&gt;. my gawd he was the*cough* cutest thailand guy i have ever seen in my whole live! he's actually a thai plus chinese &lt;i&gt;plus&lt;/i&gt; german. so yeah, imagine the product. perfectly, undeniably, irresistibly cute. no, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;hot&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy6iDWP_BXo/TeTrSgk9Q2I/AAAAAAAAAho/JqX9iCOBq_Q/s1600/Mario+Maurer13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy6iDWP_BXo/TeTrSgk9Q2I/AAAAAAAAAho/JqX9iCOBq_Q/s320/Mario+Maurer13.jpg" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lemmee introduce.. Mario Maurer! look at those muscles, even celine can't beat him over that. NYAHA. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anyway i shall just stop here--rushing to watch my Secret Garden :) let's hope i don't stay up too late! bah-bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-1868157759704939142?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1868157759704939142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/05/marioooooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/1868157759704939142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/1868157759704939142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/05/marioooooo.html' title='marioooooo'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy6iDWP_BXo/TeTrSgk9Q2I/AAAAAAAAAho/JqX9iCOBq_Q/s72-c/Mario+Maurer13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-5056373880189215016</id><published>2011-03-23T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T15:38:50.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't crack.</title><content type='html'>here's a piece of advice from me to my dear readers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;DO NOT CRACK YOUR KNUCKLES.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you are gonna ask me why, well, let me tell you why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister loves cracking her knuckles, especially in the morning when she just woke up. every morning she will go &lt;i&gt;crack crack crack crack&lt;/i&gt;. and oh yeah, it was very comfortable. but last week, i guess she cracked her thumb too hard, her thumb &lt;b style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;dislocated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! at first, she felt a tinge of pain and then the next day, she couldn't wriggle her thumb so she ran a finger over it-- she couldn't feel the bone in her thumb! she&amp;nbsp; panicked when it started to swell up. the pain was excruciating, she was crying like hell the whole night. my mum brought her to a clinic and the doctor kind of "cracked" it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;wouldn't&lt;/i&gt; wanna experience that pain. seriously. unless you are mentally sick or stuff like that. yea. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my sis got her results today. it was really good although she got a B+ for her chinese.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: yellow; color: #e06666;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;congrats Sarah, you are good enough! so don't feel sad over that stupid subject--even Foon Yew High's students can't answer our chinese questions! and you got an A+ for your BM! your hard work paid off, babe!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;imissyou~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-5056373880189215016?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/5056373880189215016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/03/dont-crack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/5056373880189215016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/5056373880189215016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/03/dont-crack.html' title='don&apos;t crack.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-2897527341241593245</id><published>2011-03-21T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T15:04:24.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm waiting</title><content type='html'>that title doesn't really mean anything. frogive me for my randomness-i really hate thinking up titles for my post, because my posts are usually as random as my title and are often lame and pointless. hah. that is why i never check my stats. i know it's gonna be really bad. like&lt;i&gt; BAD &lt;/i&gt;bad. anyway, holidays are over and i'm back to school! i started my morning with butter and kaya toast, &lt;i&gt;yummaaay&lt;/i&gt;, and then stumbled into my dad's Honda and i'm off to school, sleeping the whole way and waking up to hear "never say never" by Justin Bieber (of all songs). there was assembly and i guess i spent the whole time day-dreaming and half talking to Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after assembly, there was physics class, we lined up as usual and went through the time-wasting-questioning. by the time we greeted the teacher, the bell already rang -.- i ate fried bananas for recess today! i missed it so much! but it turned out tasteless. i dunno what happened to the bananas. eeeee. is the canteen auntie trying to cut down the food expenses by buying low quality bananas? or by making ondeh-ondeh with &lt;i&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt; inside? the auntie really needs glasses. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna learn to make blogskins! i have been learning for the whole holiday and guess what? i only managed to make the header. plus, i forgot my username and password for my blogskins account. i was so pissed with myself! i tried every possible password i could think of but nothing let me in! i can't sign up for a new account either cos i have to pay to get that account. dammit. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i guess i'm crapping enough already! at least my blog's not dead. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-2897527341241593245?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2897527341241593245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/2897527341241593245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/2897527341241593245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-waiting.html' title='i&apos;m waiting'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-824028862320666272</id><published>2011-02-28T18:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T10:36:14.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back!</title><content type='html'>yeah! been really busy preparing for my first form four exam and my swimming competition. well, i shall talk about my exam first as it really &lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;SUCKS&lt;/span&gt;. i had totally no mood for the two days before because all i thought of was &lt;i&gt;mssjmssjmssj&lt;/i&gt;. and then, after the competition, i sat for my physics and modern maths test and i couldn't concentrate too, because i was thinking of&lt;i&gt; mssjmssjmssj&lt;/i&gt; and.... mssj!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost died when i got my physics paper. i did it in the staff room and Cik Farrah marked my paper right beside me after that. got a B for it. gosh i thought i would fail! and then, it was modern maths. i ran around the whole school to look for Mrs. Lee and when i finally found her, she asked me to go find for Puan Firdaus. i found the teacher in 4sci2 and she said she had no extra paper with her and she asked me to go and find for Puan Elizabeth. i was sweating all over by the time i found Puan Elizabeth and finally i get to seat for my modern maths paper after 20 minutes of "warm up"!! the warming up didn't help though. the paper was friggin hard and i had to &lt;i&gt;reaaaallly&lt;/i&gt; concentrate because the teachers around me were chatting and people keep walking in and out of the staff room, students were talking to teachers..... i almost went nuts!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wish i could turn back time and go back to my competition days! i love going to competitions because all you have to think of is swim, win and have fun! Mssj was really fun although my kaki couldn't come:( in case you all ever come across my blog: PATRICIA, DOREEN, JONG SHIN, XUE TING, GAOLAO, WHERE WERE ALL OF YOU???? the weather was really hot during these three days and got severe sunburns after that. it hurt when i applied sun block on my face! the last day was the best cos She Hui and Jun Hui came and we cam-whored after that. right in front of the VIPs'!! here are the pics we took:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-VfQO_97kgPU/TWt2kmuETPI/AAAAAAAAAfs/RgTiBJnPPeo/s1600/Christine%252Cyuan+and+me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-VfQO_97kgPU/TWt2kmuETPI/AAAAAAAAAfs/RgTiBJnPPeo/s320/Christine%252Cyuan+and+me.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;christine, yuan and me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FMgJKuOxOp8/TXGZ7ogHNxI/AAAAAAAAAhE/gGVKKjILLMU/s1600/Photo0453.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FMgJKuOxOp8/TXGZ7ogHNxI/AAAAAAAAAhE/gGVKKjILLMU/s320/Photo0453.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;jian feng and me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-tD9rKgImv8E/TXGaE4SLt9I/AAAAAAAAAhI/FDyCNg1xiFI/s1600/Photo0470.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-tD9rKgImv8E/TXGaE4SLt9I/AAAAAAAAAhI/FDyCNg1xiFI/s320/Photo0470.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;yu wen and me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Acpdx2VGuf0/TXGaYxeLjzI/AAAAAAAAAhM/6rPFfiCfBpQ/s1600/Photo0484.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Acpdx2VGuf0/TXGaYxeLjzI/AAAAAAAAAhM/6rPFfiCfBpQ/s320/Photo0484.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;wen qing, zoe and me acting lady-like. heh. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lp_Z3rwE_Yw/TXGbBWWoeBI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Zj41IEHHOY4/s1600/Photo0486.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lp_Z3rwE_Yw/TXGbBWWoeBI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Zj41IEHHOY4/s320/Photo0486.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;wen qing, zoe, tee yee and me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DpU1AaoW_b0/TXGbWkxRF_I/AAAAAAAAAhU/J_bnK0rBvH8/s1600/Photo0490.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DpU1AaoW_b0/TXGbWkxRF_I/AAAAAAAAAhU/J_bnK0rBvH8/s320/Photo0490.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;me and yuan with that pig behind. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-s7NUfJD8GWQ/TXGbiGGU1LI/AAAAAAAAAhY/81ZNXkbE8oI/s1600/Photo0493.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-s7NUfJD8GWQ/TXGbiGGU1LI/AAAAAAAAAhY/81ZNXkbE8oI/s320/Photo0493.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;lala jun hui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xLflzmr4jyc/TXGb2qzcV0I/AAAAAAAAAhc/3H5RjG4hfOA/s1600/Photo0495.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xLflzmr4jyc/TXGb2qzcV0I/AAAAAAAAAhc/3H5RjG4hfOA/s320/Photo0495.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;us swimmers! i dunno when that ribbon ever got there. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-jGRhFMED1kk/TXGcHqNSHaI/AAAAAAAAAhg/aQbbJmBfFjs/s1600/Photo0509.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-jGRhFMED1kk/TXGcHqNSHaI/AAAAAAAAAhg/aQbbJmBfFjs/s320/Photo0509.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;yuan, jun hui, she hui and me :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; iwillmissyaguys. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-824028862320666272?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/824028862320666272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/824028862320666272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/824028862320666272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-VfQO_97kgPU/TWt2kmuETPI/AAAAAAAAAfs/RgTiBJnPPeo/s72-c/Christine%252Cyuan+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-6860004673710481274</id><published>2011-02-15T12:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T12:23:06.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>i'm too lazy to think of a title so yea. a dot will do! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read some history last night for like, half an hour? and then went downstairs to watch Titanic with my sis. omaigosh i miss that movie! the moment i saw Leonardo Dicarprio, i realized why i fell so deeply in love with him when i was 5. HAH. he was so hand-summmmm! though he still is right now, with his wrinkles and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vqPLIxgx1Y/TVn1UAMlaCI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/XW5Phz8AQFc/s1600/Leonardo-DiCaprio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vqPLIxgx1Y/TVn1UAMlaCI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/XW5Phz8AQFc/s320/Leonardo-DiCaprio.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OVriYArTNkM/TVn1AgHnBfI/AAAAAAAAAfI/kkG5LF-vJeo/s1600/46839-leonardo_dicaprio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OVriYArTNkM/TVn1AgHnBfI/AAAAAAAAAfI/kkG5LF-vJeo/s320/46839-leonardo_dicaprio.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2JPRlNsdfdk/TVn1ItbB61I/AAAAAAAAAfM/eUzH1t4Z72E/s1600/leonardo_682x400_453794a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2JPRlNsdfdk/TVn1ItbB61I/AAAAAAAAAfM/eUzH1t4Z72E/s320/leonardo_682x400_453794a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the saddest part! T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LKVoShEFHZY/TVn1xozvUfI/AAAAAAAAAfU/r4a1sSc39as/s1600/titanic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LKVoShEFHZY/TVn1xozvUfI/AAAAAAAAAfU/r4a1sSc39as/s320/titanic.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the most romantic part!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;JAMES CAMERON IS DA BEST DIRECTOR EVA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IibIXHKla54/TVn4liEUZNI/AAAAAAAAAfY/JS7eG-gHHjU/s1600/In+the+cinema.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anyway, here are some pictures from chinese new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IibIXHKla54/TVn4liEUZNI/AAAAAAAAAfY/JS7eG-gHHjU/s1600/In+the+cinema.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IibIXHKla54/TVn4liEUZNI/AAAAAAAAAfY/JS7eG-gHHjU/s320/In+the+cinema.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;in the cinema to watch Shaolin :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I_TlBMI7Pp8/TVn5MuP6yFI/AAAAAAAAAfc/29M4ddq3KGI/s1600/Photo0310.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I_TlBMI7Pp8/TVn5MuP6yFI/AAAAAAAAAfc/29M4ddq3KGI/s320/Photo0310.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2nd day of new year!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmrQAwyqnhs/TVn5qeI6dnI/AAAAAAAAAfg/O9KYAXfQ7co/s1600/Photo0339.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmrQAwyqnhs/TVn5qeI6dnI/AAAAAAAAAfg/O9KYAXfQ7co/s320/Photo0339.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my uncle wearing my cousins shoes :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jXt6A65lWJ0/TVn5uUUk34I/AAAAAAAAAfk/R9Lc4uRaNIg/s1600/Reunion+dinner.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jXt6A65lWJ0/TVn5uUUk34I/AAAAAAAAAfk/R9Lc4uRaNIg/s320/Reunion+dinner.JPG" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my cousins and i during reunion dinner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ns_QF7-yu-g/TVn5x4NWDUI/AAAAAAAAAfo/AABDsJQVPvE/s1600/Sandy+n+me.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ns_QF7-yu-g/TVn5x4NWDUI/AAAAAAAAAfo/AABDsJQVPvE/s320/Sandy+n+me.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sandy and me wearing lala hairbands, acting bimbo. heh. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-6860004673710481274?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6860004673710481274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/6860004673710481274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/6860004673710481274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vqPLIxgx1Y/TVn1UAMlaCI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/XW5Phz8AQFc/s72-c/Leonardo-DiCaprio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-3571583023630071951</id><published>2011-02-02T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T11:36:05.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hothothot.</title><content type='html'>i miss the sun so much! it has been raining in JB these few days i haven't been seeing "tai yang gong gong" and i misssssss himmmmm. :) i'm here in my grandma's house in Sungai Petani, lying here in bed, blogging while my mum and my grandma are busy cooking lunch. it's not that i don't want to help, alright? it's because the moment i walk in they ask me to get out before i make things worse. hmph. popo, you must have confidence in me okay. *grumble*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch "新少林寺" with my aunt and uncle yesterday. the movie was so touching i cried like four times throughout the whole movie! Nick took my little cousins to go watch "the green hornet" and ofcourse they squirm and turn in their seats and he couldn't watch the movie properly. poor nick. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my uncle asked me to recommend him a few korean songs and music videos and he said" how about Mirotic from DSBK?" my sis and i laughed till we cried and he said girl's generation as "girl's next generation". after that we were downloading some 2A.M music video on Youtube and he said" let's form an 8A.M. group."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;oh my cute uncle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imma go steal some pineapple tarts over. ciao! oh and.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;GONG HOI FAT CHOI AH!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-3571583023630071951?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3571583023630071951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/02/hothothot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/3571583023630071951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/3571583023630071951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/02/hothothot.html' title='hothothot.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-1885317446101801301</id><published>2011-01-31T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T12:57:51.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sky is crying</title><content type='html'>this morning, i forced myself out of bed to go swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;what, &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;where??&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;YESH SWIMMING.&lt;/b&gt; it was fuggin' raining and i was going to the pool to swim. i was practically freezing from the tip of my toes to the very end of my hair. the life guard was looking at me in horror. like, O.O he must be thinking who is this crazy lady. i couldn't even raise my hand up when i was swimming the fly stroke. and i hate that feeling. i forced my hands up and i ended up swimming fly in a retarded way.hmph. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's chinese new year and it's raining in JB!! i hope it doesn't rain in Kedah too. well, i guess it won't cos my aunt just called and she said it was friggin' hot in Kedah. GREAT. I LOVE IT. MUAH. oh and i wish i don't grow horizontally after CNY nyehehe i can't resist the biscuits! especially pineapple tarts! they are my favourite!! and my family and i just finished one whole can of it in five days!! imagine that! high speed huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my mum bakes this really nice chocolate chips and corn flakes triangle cookies. imma bring one can of it with me. gonna eat them on my way to Kedah this afternoon! C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's lunch timeeeee! ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-1885317446101801301?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1885317446101801301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/01/sky-is-crying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/1885317446101801301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/1885317446101801301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/01/sky-is-crying.html' title='the sky is crying'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-5857902534981904169</id><published>2011-01-22T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T20:34:17.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TTrOolmfQhI/AAAAAAAAAew/5QcOFh27oSI/s1600/failed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TTrOolmfQhI/AAAAAAAAAew/5QcOFh27oSI/s320/failed.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;C:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omigosh i can't get use to school life. life after PMR was too relaxing and now, life is like way too busy! every single day, i would climb onto bed at 10:30 sharp and then everything goes black and i'm sleeping like some pig that have been eating 3kg of rice. okay what nonsense is that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i really thank my sis for asking me to go for add maths tuition during the holidays cos now, just like what Puan Tan said, i can &lt;i&gt;goyang kaki&lt;/i&gt; during add maths lessons in school while everybody are like moaning and groaning while solving all the f(x) fg(x) stuff. &lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;HAHAHAI'MSOSMART.&lt;/span&gt; i can't really understand what the teacher's explaining though. i miss Mrs. Ignatius soooo much!! gosh i wonder how's she doing right now. Pritasha said she looked like a grape when she wears purple. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my BM tuition teacher has weird pictures in his lappie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;IDON'TWANNASEETHEMTHISWEEK. AGAIN.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-5857902534981904169?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/5857902534981904169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/01/school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/5857902534981904169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/5857902534981904169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/01/school.html' title='school.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TTrOolmfQhI/AAAAAAAAAew/5QcOFh27oSI/s72-c/failed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-3302948928360294118</id><published>2011-01-09T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:04:12.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy to the max.</title><content type='html'>it has been over a week since i last blogged. i have been so friggin' busy i didn't have any time to write. well okay i admit i was a bit tired and lazy to write anything and my ideas all went poof! along with my tuitions and homeworks. gosh i feel old deep down. grr i hate that feeling. school finishes a bit more later now i'm in form four and the tuitions i'm attending is drowning me! i have got physics tuition after school on thursday ( the teacher's teaching speed really sends me into my dreams) biology tuiton after school on friday chemistry tuition in the afternoon on saturday add maths tuition in the morning and bahasa melayu tuition in the afternoon on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*huhhuhhuh* imagine saying all that in one breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the biology teacher in my tuition is really funny. i haven't stop laughing through out the whole class! he is skinny and has this really loud laugh that will make you laugh along too. omigosh his jokes were like so damn funny, ILOVEHIM! and bio ofcourse teehee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my swimming competition is around the corner and im not prepared yet! gotta go train next tuesday! hmmmm waking up early on a holiday.. seems impossible :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-3302948928360294118?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3302948928360294118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/01/busy-to-max.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/3302948928360294118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/3302948928360294118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2011/01/busy-to-max.html' title='busy to the max.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-6357783703236695319</id><published>2010-12-29T13:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T13:25:20.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cleaning up</title><content type='html'>after reaching my grandmas house yesterday, i slept the whole morning away until it was time to go out for lunch. we went to this Hakka restaurant that serves really bitter vegetables. yikes. i had a hard time forcing them down my throat while my aunt spooned huge spoonfuls of them onto my plate. we went for a movie in the afternoon. didn't have much choice though. we watched Tron which was kinda touching in the end. not the ending i wished for though. shouldn't the father be with his son? i like happy endings. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate dinner at home and i scorched my tongue while sipping the soup. geee my food went tasteless after that. Nicholas, my sis and i chatted in our room until late at night,i got really high after that and couldn't sleep. great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was startled by my alarm --"monsters" by skillet, the perfect alarm tone to wake the whole house up--at 7 in the morning. i shut it off and fell back to sleep till 9 in the morning when my aunt came knocking at our door and shouting "WAKE UP WAKE UP IT"S 9!!!" at the top of her lungs. i ate &lt;em&gt;putu mayam &lt;/em&gt;( go google it ),&lt;em&gt; ang ku kuih &lt;/em&gt;and some pineapple tarts for breakfast and started to clean the house for my grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas and i are suppose to scrape the dirty paint off the walls. i accidentally spurted some water on to Nick and he actually sprayed white paint on me! there were a hundred thousands of caterpillars and spiders in my grandma's garden that made me scream my head off. got some scolding from my grandma in the end. geeeeeesshhh it's not my fault that i had to scream right? i can't help it! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my grandma's birthday today! gonna go celebrate tonight with some relatives that i don't even know. great. there's food anyway. no wasting. recycle. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-6357783703236695319?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6357783703236695319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/cleaning-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/6357783703236695319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/6357783703236695319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/cleaning-up.html' title='cleaning up'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-2256847519694259158</id><published>2010-12-28T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T10:36:34.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vacation.</title><content type='html'>tomorrow's my grandma's birthday! my sis and i are here in Kedah to celebrate her birthday. we sat our cousin's van to Sungai Petani last night and reached here at 8 in the morning. imagine that. nine whole hours in the car and that was enough to numb my ass. i didn't sleep well in the van either. got startled a few times when we stop by the rest area. when i woke up later at 7, we were almost there already and my stomach was growling. we ate Roti Canai at a malay stall near my grandma's house which i regretted eating later on because my grandma fried "&lt;i&gt;nian gao&lt;/i&gt;" ( a traditional chinese food ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my "wall of fame" in my bedroom. my jae joong's poster is up there. teehee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i almost forgot to write bout my result. &lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I GOT STRAIGHT As'&lt;/span&gt;!!! thank you &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;papa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;sista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;teachers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;EVERYBODY&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-2256847519694259158?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2256847519694259158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/vacation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/2256847519694259158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/2256847519694259158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/vacation.html' title='vacation.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-7911158808361740102</id><published>2010-12-21T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T17:09:07.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song Joong Ki Day!!</title><content type='html'>i went to Singapore to see Song Joong Ki with my sis and her friends yesterday. it was his autography session actually but we couldn't get his signature because apparently he was the ambassador of Tony Moly and we have to buy at least 180SD of the skin product to get his autograph. so you can guess who were the people getting his autographs huh? those aunties and women that look like they are here because they have nothing to do at home. wtf. anyway, we waited at the open atrium for two whole hours under the hot sun and we only saw him for like ten minutes! he was so damn cute when he did his trademark wink. everybody screamed like mad woman. gosh. i never getta imagine myself to be one of these crazy gals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to KSL City today. some new shopping mall near my school. it was totally&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt; awesome&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NOT AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;. there was a lot of shops there but the clothes were like low-standard-damn-cheap-Thailand-clothes. no Padini, no Forever 21, no Cotton On... nothing! oh and i waited for half an hour for a crepe. imagine how pissed i was. and the ice-cream started dripping&lt;i&gt; right after&lt;/i&gt; i started eating and got a cute brown spot on my tee.&lt;i&gt; thank you so much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*&lt;/i&gt;gonna upload the pics i took of Song Joong Ki another day. comp's friggin' lag today :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-7911158808361740102?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/7911158808361740102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/song-joong-ki-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/7911158808361740102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/7911158808361740102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/song-joong-ki-day.html' title='Song Joong Ki Day!!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-3383885005727859098</id><published>2010-12-16T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T23:50:07.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>having butterflies in my stomach.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TQoxh8TVwRI/AAAAAAAAAeo/-2VQPtyXeuI/s1600/Stomachbutterflies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TQoxh8TVwRI/AAAAAAAAAeo/-2VQPtyXeuI/s1600/Stomachbutterflies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TQoxh8TVwRI/AAAAAAAAAeo/-2VQPtyXeuI/s1600/Stomachbutterflies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;yea having butterflies in my stomach right now. i need a surgery to get them out. brrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah. just kidding. i'm taking my PMR results next thursday! it was suppose to be on the 28th of december but i dunno why it was brought forward to the 23rd! great. i got the first question of my BM paper one wrong, wrote a really stupid answer in my science paper and screwed up in my chinese essay. geez i got that hopeless feeling about my results.:(&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm keeping my fingers crossed! hope i don't come home crying. teehee :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-3383885005727859098?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3383885005727859098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/having-butterflies-in-my-stomach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/3383885005727859098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/3383885005727859098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/having-butterflies-in-my-stomach.html' title='having butterflies in my stomach.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TQoxh8TVwRI/AAAAAAAAAeo/-2VQPtyXeuI/s72-c/Stomachbutterflies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-8675907820235439318</id><published>2010-12-13T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T23:22:13.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drip drop</title><content type='html'>it was raining the whole day today. not raining actually. drizzling is more like it. had my mum's chocolate chip muffins and chocolate walnut bars for breakfast today. i think my blood sugar level rose till the top i could eat a teaspoon of salt down. shiverrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to get my handphone repaired after that cos that stupid dictionary has problems again. i swear imma buy a Nokia phone next time. my mum's lasted for 5 years! and mine is only out of the shop for 2 months and it's already going in and out of the samsung service center for 2 times.&lt;i&gt; and&lt;/i&gt; that guy there told me" your dictionary can't work in your handphone" and I told him "oh apparently you just got it repaired a month ago and how did that happen?" and he gave me that "oh really?" expression and asked me to wait for 10 minutes while he work on it. well, of course it worked in the end. gotta complain about this guy. hmph. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made tang yuan with peanut filings with my mum today. we ate it with black sesame soup. yummyyyyy. i'm missing it already.&amp;nbsp; went swimming after that and it was drizzling. the worse weather to go training cos it takes your mood away too. i wanted to slump down onto the floor and never get up when i was at the pool side. but i haven't been training for three days! i will never allow my stamina to drop when i have been training like hell these two months. i would just kill myself. i hate starting all over again. yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after miserably swimming under the miserable weather, i went to take a bath and was almost finish bathing when i felt something tickling my leg. i wasn't wearing my specs and i just brushed it away when i noticed it was something black and it was scurrying away &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; it was HUGE. i screamed like a mad woman and ran out, forgetting to grab my towel and my clothes. my mum hurried over and kinda squashed it. i put on my specs and &lt;b&gt;OHMYGAWD&lt;/b&gt; it was a spider with a size of an &lt;i&gt;eyeball&lt;/i&gt;. i &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; spiders and i can't even go near one &lt;i&gt;teeny&lt;/i&gt; one and now this&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; huge&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; one just crawled up my leg. okay great now i talk about it i feel that tingly feeling again. yuck yuck yuck. brrrrr. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-8675907820235439318?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/8675907820235439318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/drip-drop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/8675907820235439318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/8675907820235439318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/drip-drop.html' title='drip drop'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-8212346323936136743</id><published>2010-12-12T12:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T12:49:57.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best day ever.</title><content type='html'>sorry! haven't been able to blog about my trip to singapore these two days because doreen and patricia sleptover at my house on friday night and the internet connection was friggin' slow last night so yea. im two days late :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i got up at 9.30 in the morning on friday, rushing into the toilet to brush my teeth and take a bath, after i heard my sis said doreen and patricia are almost reaching JB already. i gulped down all my cornflakes and quickly grabbed my bag and went to sit the public bus to the CIQ with my sister. there was a traffic jam on the way and we reached there 45 minutes later. okay i'm not gonna talk about the squealings and huggings, we set off to singapore and was right in time for lunch! we ate our lunch ( had a bibimbap. weeeeeee~ ) and started shopping! well, i realise i need to be more strict on my diet when i couldn't fit my thighs into a size 4 short. great. after shopping for almost 2 hours in Bugis Junction, we went to Bugis Street and i bought a pair of shorts which i now regret buying because the colour of the shorts doesn't really fit any of the colour of my tees! i dunno whether i should go change it next week or not. hmmmm. is&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;light blue (like denim blue) better or&lt;/span&gt; dark blue (like really dark) better? &lt;/span&gt;somebody tell me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went back to City Square at 4.30 and went to buy Orphan ,four same sleeveless tees and neoprint which i stuck on my handphone now :D after having dinner with my mum at a hawker center, we all went back home, bathed and plopped down on the sofa to watch Orphan. we screamed a lot when Esther tried to murder her mother. she died in the end though, kicked by her mum into a pond, saying "&lt;i&gt;i'm not your fucking mommy&lt;/i&gt;" and crack. she broke her neck. after the movie, we went up to my bedroom and chatted till we had half-closed-eyes. woke up at 9 the next morning and had breakfast at an indian restaurant. doreen and patricia went to the larkin bus station and we parted with i dunno how many thousand goodbyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum brought my sis and i to city square to have lunch after that and we continued shopping! i couldn't find a suitable jumper though. hmmmm. they are so hard to find! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way! i'm going to go see Sung Jung Ki next week! YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY! can't wait!!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-8212346323936136743?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/8212346323936136743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/best-day-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/8212346323936136743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/8212346323936136743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/best-day-ever.html' title='best day ever.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-581628339689187575</id><published>2010-12-09T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T20:18:37.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday lazy day</title><content type='html'>didn't do much today! woke up at 8.45 wanting to jog for an hour at 10 but ended up going online after breakfast. breakfast was great though. my mum made some french toast with tuna for me. and i don't have to do any housework today too cos my sis already finish her exam and she did all the sweeping and mopping before i even woke up. heeee. we watched Sung Kyung Kwan Scandal for the whole afternoon and went swimming after that. i've got to burn some fats after that huge dinner last night. i ate 5 tau shar pia in the afternoon and had a huge bowl of tom yam maggie mee+broccoli salad+Magnum ice-cream for dinner. imagine how bloated i was. my sis needs some exercise too-- i dunno how many digestive biscuits she ate before that. tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my sis went for an interview for a job as a tuition teacher today and guess what? it ended up being some kinda &lt;i&gt;nanny&lt;/i&gt; job. i was laughing my head off when she told me about the interview. that teacher there told her about her job: check the kid's homework in the morning, then make sure they are safe when they go out to play later, make sure they eat their dinner...and work from 8a.m till 7.30p.m. salary: RM900. my sis went O.O she expected a salary for at least RM1000 and she had to work for 11 and a half hours! guess she went to the wrong place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going singapore to shop tomorrow! so excited and i can't wait!! i'm going to bugis junction with my sis and some friends. gonna find nice food there too! but i don't think i will spend too much on food. i &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; will update about my singapore trip tomorrow! ciao! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-581628339689187575?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/581628339689187575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/thursday-lazy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/581628339689187575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/581628339689187575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/thursday-lazy-day.html' title='thursday lazy day'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-9189650635661781229</id><published>2010-12-08T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T13:53:07.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>low bat.</title><content type='html'>after swimming in the morning in that always crowded pool, i was supposed to go to a shopping mall which i later found out was not opened yet so my mum brought me to the library instead. and now, i can't believe my bad luck because i brought my hard disk ( which is bursting with korean dramas ) and there is internet connection here but i am left with 24% of battery only. my charger woudn't function i dunno why. i plugged it into 3 different sockets already and it still won't work. wonderful. and now im typing in super high speed before it switch off automatically. i need my computer!! i can't spend 3 hours in a library just &lt;i&gt;reading&lt;/i&gt;! i need to do something! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a couple at the table just beside me and they are studying which i don't think is what's really happening. the boy is like snuggling up to the girl and his other friends don't even know what's a library i guess. their handphones just can't stop ringing and i'm so pissed right now. no battery, no internet, no korean dramas, no silence, no nothing. urgh. SAVE ME!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-9189650635661781229?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/9189650635661781229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/low-bat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/9189650635661781229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/9189650635661781229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/low-bat.html' title='low bat.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-6163982076867479512</id><published>2010-12-07T19:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T19:33:57.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getting my hands sticky</title><content type='html'>i specially woke up early this morning&amp;nbsp; to jog and mop the floor before lunch because my mum and i are gonna bake&lt;i&gt; tau shar pia&lt;/i&gt; in the afternoon! we are doing double recipe because &lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I LOVE IT&lt;/span&gt; my sis loves it my mum loves it my dad? hmm. he doesn't eat this kinda stuff. which is a very good thing to us because we get to eat &lt;i style="color: red;"&gt;MORE&lt;/i&gt;. :D i did the oil dough and my mum did the water dough. just like it's name, the oil dough was really oily, sticky and &lt;i&gt;very &lt;/i&gt;hard to shape. i had my hands all sticky in the end. my mum had to help me at certain parts cos she said "my hands are like my legs" hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the procedure was rather complicated because you know when you cut a tau shar pia into half, you can see that it has a lot of layers in it. so in order to make it look like that, you have to wrap the water dough into the oil dough, flatten it, roll it like a swiss roll, flatten it again, roll it into a swiss roll again, and then press it down from above, making it a round shape then wrap the red bean paste into it and then *zangzang* there goes &lt;i&gt;ONE.&lt;/i&gt; and we have to make 40.&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;FOURTAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; double the recipe. i regret it like hell when i stood there making one by one, legs aching, stomach growling (suppose to have my apple at 4), hands oily, eyes closing (yup. didn't have my nap either)... and finally 2hours and 15 minutes later, we finished everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started raining. great. and then there was a few blackouts. we had to wait for almost half an hour later to bake our cute lil' &lt;i&gt;tau shar pia.&lt;/i&gt; when my mum took it out from the oven and just like always, we didn't wait for it to cool (heeee i know our family just love to eat). my mum just picked one from the tray, cut it into half and we greedily bit into it. our first reaction--"mmmm~" it was so..... okay my vocab is kinda limited. i dunno what better words to describe it. it smelled of sesame seeds (we sprinkled some on top) and ohmy i love the mong bean ones! we are planning to make lotus paste ones next time. though &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; next time is gonna be a few months later i guess. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TP4V3rgdr4I/AAAAAAAAAec/nleKssHSZaE/s1600/Photo0348.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TP4V3rgdr4I/AAAAAAAAAec/nleKssHSZaE/s320/Photo0348.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TP4ZWenBMwI/AAAAAAAAAek/jwftsqgZoVw/s1600/Photo0353.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TP4ZWenBMwI/AAAAAAAAAek/jwftsqgZoVw/s320/Photo0353.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;after! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-6163982076867479512?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6163982076867479512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/getting-my-hands-sticky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/6163982076867479512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/6163982076867479512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/getting-my-hands-sticky.html' title='getting my hands sticky'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TP4V3rgdr4I/AAAAAAAAAec/nleKssHSZaE/s72-c/Photo0348.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-2530438477685061798</id><published>2010-12-06T13:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T13:29:27.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freaked out</title><content type='html'>i was going online until 12 last night and everybody slept already. i got really tired so i went upstairs, brushed my teeth and was about to turn off all the lights when i heard a sound downstairs. it was that 'clunk' sound my dad always did when he slam the mug down onto the table a bit too hard. but my dad is &lt;i&gt;in&lt;/i&gt; the bedroom, snoring away already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i froze and slowly edged towards the stairs. there was nothing except darkness. i could feel the hair on my hands rising as i suddenly thought of all the horror movies i have watched. i quickly ran towards my bedroom, closed (more to slam) the door and hid into the covers. i didn't dare open my eyes as i ran my hands over the bed to find my handphone. i felt the plastic cover of my handphone like, a hundred years later and randomly pressed a key to shine that small screen of light all over the room. there was nothing, of course. i plugged in my earphones and tried soothing myself with music and it worked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still can't make out what sound was that though. it really freaked me out! guess i have to sleep early tonight! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i went swimming this morning and there was this whole group of boys playing like crazy people--jumping here and then swimming there and then running here and running there. i was really pissed cos i was trying to train my butterfly stroke &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; their huuuuuge waves are making it harder for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the life guard couldn't do anything! he warned them but they just wouldn't listen. who will listen to a 15 year old anyway? and some would even dive down beneath the pool to&lt;i&gt; look&lt;/i&gt; at girls which got me even pissed. i was preparing myself to show them the finger if they do that again. i purposely swam over them and hit them with my hands and kicked as hard as i could. oh my how good that felt. but after that, they started purposely swimming in my lane or even swim in front of me even if they saw me coming. and when they"accidentally" hit me, they go 'sorry'. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;SORRYNOCUREIDIOT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; how i wish i could invent paddles with hidden blades specially made&amp;nbsp; for women who swim in public pools. see who dare to come closer. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having spaghetti for lunch! can't wait! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-2530438477685061798?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2530438477685061798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/freaked-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/2530438477685061798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/2530438477685061798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/freaked-out.html' title='freaked out'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-8022420737111705515</id><published>2010-12-05T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T12:23:14.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>compelled.</title><content type='html'>i fought with my sis early in the morning yesterday so i haven't got any mood to write. well, we had a war in facebook and it ended with me telling her to shuddup because i thought i was compelled by damon and she admitting that her attitude was like shit. the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i finished the whole season of The Vampire Diaries and i'm &lt;i&gt;craving &lt;/i&gt;for the second season! ohmygosh Katherine just came back as Elena and chopped off that stewpid+annoying Uncle John's fingers, pushed him against the refrigerator, said " hi john&lt;i&gt;. bye john&lt;/i&gt;." and shove the knife into his stomach. i got really shocked before that when i saw 'elena' kissing Damon, and i was like pounding my fist in the air, screaming "&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;??" in my head but it ended up being Katherine in elena's body. that really got me rolling my eyes.-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;my sis and her friends are gonna go Singapore to meet Sung Joong Ki on the 19th of december, which is two weeks from now, &lt;i&gt;without&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;ME&lt;/b&gt; because apparently &lt;i&gt;i &lt;/i&gt;have &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;add maths tuition&lt;/span&gt; on that day. how wonderful is that?? and the worse thing is, the class is canceled next week. i was so pissed with my bad luck. why next week but not two weeks from now? urgh or not i would be sitting on my bed, looking for the best outfit to wear right now. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-8022420737111705515?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/8022420737111705515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/compelled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/8022420737111705515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/8022420737111705515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/compelled.html' title='compelled.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-2848359499743610708</id><published>2010-12-03T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T21:17:53.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>123</title><content type='html'>today's date is 123! nice date lucky day! well, not for a cat though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went swimming this morning with my mum and i was halfway swimming when i saw two boys climbing up the stairs to the gym. halfway up the stairs they stopped and i saw a little boy in blue holding something brown in his hands. he put that brown thing i believe was a cat on the floor and kicked it down into the bushes underneath! i couldn't believe my eyes, i mean, it was like what, 3-4 meters of the ground?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't enough for them yet! when i was going home, my mum and i passed by those two little boys again, and they were both looking into the rubbish bin so my mum went over to ask them what happened and they said "nothing". my mum didn't believe them so she peered into the rubbish bin and saw that poor cat inside! we layed the rubbish bin down to let the cat out but i think it got really terrified it wouldn't move. in the end the lifeguard at the pool came and he got the cat out. oh my, it could have starved itself in the rubbish bin!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm currently compelled by damon to go take a bath now because it's 9! so bah-bye gotta go ciao goodnight :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-2848359499743610708?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2848359499743610708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/123.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/2848359499743610708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/2848359499743610708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/123.html' title='123'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-94756532992069764</id><published>2010-12-01T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T22:41:27.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day out!</title><content type='html'>finally i get to walk &lt;i&gt;out&lt;/i&gt; of my house today. i went swimming in the morning and after that i went to school with my mum to pick my sister and her friend up to have lunch at this noodle restaurant that serves really huge bowls of noodles. i got really bloated after that. we went to the library after lunch for my sister and her friend to get ready for their next paper in the afternoon. as for me, well, i get to walk around looking for nice books to read. which got me sitting and staring at them for one whole hour. this library really have to get new books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my sister went back to school, my mum brought me to the Jusco in Bukit Indah and i wanted to shop for nice clothes there but in the end, brands outlet is the&lt;i&gt; only&lt;/i&gt; shop that i can really get some &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;normal &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;clothes in. i bought two tank tops and a yellow shirt. i need something colourful in my collection of white and gray and black clothes. i was in a rush by the way cos it was almost time to pick up my sister from school, and i was choosing a tank top i grabbed something that said 'S' and ran to the counter to pay for it. when i got home i realized i got an 'XS'. perfect. now i have to go back there in three days time to change it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops sister coming to snatch comp! ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-94756532992069764?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/94756532992069764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/94756532992069764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/94756532992069764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-out.html' title='a day out!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-7720139712367062261</id><published>2010-12-01T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T00:10:25.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vampires</title><content type='html'>last night, i went into my room without turning on the lights because i didn't want to wake my sister up--remember?she has the most important exam (and the &lt;i&gt;last &lt;/i&gt;exam) in her whole entire high school life. so yea, i went in and moved around in the darkness, searching the bed for my handphone when my sister suddenly sat up and i almost screamed! she wasn't sleeping cos she can't sleep untill it's 2 in the morning. she kinda got used to it. so, we started talking bout stuff like "after your exam, let's go to dotdotdot.....""oh and if we go shopping, let's buy dotdotdot....." untill my mum heard us and knocked on our door which brought to this morning's nagging. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister brought back the vampire diaries dvd today and i watched it for the whole afternoon, stopping for a while in the evening for dinner and for my mum to watch her 7o'clock korean drama and continuing my vampire diaries marathon after 8. oh and i forgot to mention the 2o'clock break too which i went to the shopping mall near my house with my mum and met up with my friend and her boyfriend&lt;i&gt; and&lt;/i&gt; her&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt; mum&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. wow what an open-minded family huh? i never knew why her mum ever&lt;i&gt; permit&lt;/i&gt; her to have a boyfriend at this age either. maybe her boyfriend is like Damon? oh my he did look into her mother's eyes and say"&lt;b style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;you will agree &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;to this relationship and you will not interfere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;" ok, i'm talking crap here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;anyway, my mum taught me how to do the &lt;i&gt;tupat pisang. &lt;/i&gt;it's a traditional malay &lt;i&gt;kuih&lt;/i&gt; made by wrapping bananas in glutinous rice. my favourite! it was kinda hard to wrap up the bananas in the beginning, but i got really good in it after that. in fact, im an expert in it now. hmmm my mum said she will buy more bananas and we will do it next week again. gonna get sick of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TPUdOe53GyI/AAAAAAAAAeI/9tYZ6QxSonc/s1600/Photo0295.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TPUdOe53GyI/AAAAAAAAAeI/9tYZ6QxSonc/s320/Photo0295.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the &lt;i&gt;tupat pisang&lt;/i&gt;!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TPUdcyhIFyI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/A3XoZUITwRs/s1600/Photo0297.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TPUdcyhIFyI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/A3XoZUITwRs/s320/Photo0297.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;these are the ones i did!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TPUdoqtq8AI/AAAAAAAAAeU/3YJFLSjsEn0/s1600/Photo0299.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TPUdoqtq8AI/AAAAAAAAAeU/3YJFLSjsEn0/s320/Photo0299.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mine and my mum's :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TPUd4W1ScxI/AAAAAAAAAeY/KhukooW72l0/s1600/Photo0300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TPUd4W1ScxI/AAAAAAAAAeY/KhukooW72l0/s320/Photo0300.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the steamed &lt;i&gt;tupat pisang&lt;/i&gt;. yummy~ ate three for dinner by the way. im starting to miss it already. grr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-7720139712367062261?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/7720139712367062261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/vampires.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/7720139712367062261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/7720139712367062261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/12/vampires.html' title='vampires'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TPUdOe53GyI/AAAAAAAAAeI/9tYZ6QxSonc/s72-c/Photo0295.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-6264665380303054035</id><published>2010-11-29T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T13:05:33.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES</title><content type='html'>i love it when the YES comes every year! YES= Year End Sale!! but this year i have to wait for my sister to finish the last exam of her high school life &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; also wait for her to finish her driving lessons, then, only can i go to singapore to shop for new year clothes! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, recently i saw a fashion website in a magazine so i thought maybe i could try searching for it to see whether there is any nice clothes in the website. and, i found a lot of really prettay clothes i would never find here in malaysia and i got totally in love with it! oh my, i have got the urge to go online shopping right now. plus, those clothes weren't as expensive as i thought it would be! some were like only RM20 over, friggin' cheaper than F.O.S! my hands are getting itchy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember how i used to think: why all women love to shop so much??okay, now i understand. and my hands are still itching. grrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-6264665380303054035?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6264665380303054035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/6264665380303054035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/6264665380303054035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/yes.html' title='YES'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-4791304900514884233</id><published>2010-11-28T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T11:28:50.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMS</title><content type='html'>in a total bad mood today. honestly i hate it when i have to mop the floor every morning. and i hate it when my mum ban me from going to my friend's house. and i hate it even more when my computer+internet connection is slow like hell and NOW i feel like throwing the computer+P1 broadband on the floor. it took 5 minutes to load a facebook page! my gawwwwd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am currently obsessed with vampire diaries i dunno why i got electrocuted by stefan's beautiful eyes. my sis is gonna borrow the DVD from her friend for me.yay!&amp;nbsp; i know you are gonna tell me" ooh you are so slow. i already finished watching the whole season"yea okay i'm slow so what. i was in the k-pop league last time :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so during this holiday, i have got to&lt;br /&gt;finish my lovely bones storybook (i bought it a month ago and i kinda read untill the 185th page only)&lt;br /&gt;finish watching the first season of vampire diaries&lt;br /&gt;train my stamina for the butterfly stroke( i need to and &lt;i&gt;have &lt;/i&gt;to finish a hundred metre at least!)\&lt;br /&gt;reduce my weight to 47kg at least. my diet's not gonna work if my mum bake some more cakes. heeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;improve more&amp;nbsp; in my add maths&lt;br /&gt;eat more papayas (so i don't get constipated &lt;i&gt;again)&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and....&lt;br /&gt;get a tan!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-4791304900514884233?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4791304900514884233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/pms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/4791304900514884233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/4791304900514884233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/pms.html' title='PMS'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-133968455574778110</id><published>2010-11-27T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T13:10:57.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday!</title><content type='html'>i went swimming this morning again and burped in front of a little boy. guess i ate too much peanut butter toasts for breakfast. i wonder whether he was giggling away behind me. hmmmm. by the way, my earring fell off AGAIN and i coudn't see my piercing clearly so i thought maybe i should finish training and get my mum to help me later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half an hour later i finished my training so i went to the toilet and got my mum to help me with my earring but we couldn't poke it through! i panicked and screamed at the same time my mum pushed the earring right through my piercing. my gawwwwwd the pain was excruciating and i was jumping up and down, holding onto my reddened ear. luckily there was nobody in the toilet or not they did think i'm a mad woman. gosh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, it's saturday! Vampire Diaries on channel 5 tonight!! i miss my Stephan:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-133968455574778110?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/133968455574778110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/saturday_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/133968455574778110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/133968455574778110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/saturday_27.html' title='saturday!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-1277482705426873332</id><published>2010-11-26T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T14:30:52.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bananas</title><content type='html'>my mum said she could teach me how to bake a banana shortbread this morning. i thought it would be fun. well, yes it was fun at the beginning. but in the end my mum did everything by herself AGAIN. she always does that to me. she said she would let me do it but in the end i would be washing the dishes or sieving the flour. i felt disappointed and a bit angry. so, in order to hide my anger, i went to mop the floor instead. great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i watched a movie after that. it's a hong kong movie and it was kinda touching. the whole story was about a normal hong kong family in the 1960s and how they lived through all their hardships. there was a little boy in that movie and he was so cute!! his older brother died of cancer in the end. it was so sad. he was holding a bouquet of flowers his girlfriend gave him, drinking from a glass of water when he started coughing blood out into the glass. he dropped the flowers and his blood kinda dripped on the flowers, making it look so sad. my gawd i wonder why i didn't cry. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;eeeeee. my sis wants the comp now! gotta go :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-1277482705426873332?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1277482705426873332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/bananas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/1277482705426873332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/1277482705426873332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/bananas.html' title='bananas'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-5740265425386584761</id><published>2010-11-25T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T14:15:55.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>i ate a huge pau for breakfast this morning. it was really really huge! i had to divide it into half- half for breakfast, half for lunch. take a look at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TO38H-SfTlI/AAAAAAAAAd8/k8cK-jZGJLk/s1600/Huge+pau.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TO38H-SfTlI/AAAAAAAAAd8/k8cK-jZGJLk/s320/Huge+pau.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;it's almost the size of a dinner plate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TO38KSIlxxI/AAAAAAAAAeA/SOvU7kYIXUE/s1600/Pau.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TO38KSIlxxI/AAAAAAAAAeA/SOvU7kYIXUE/s320/Pau.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though it was huge, i think i can actually finish it because it tasted so nice! there are pork, some vege and eggs inside. oops &lt;i&gt;tak halal&lt;/i&gt; :)&amp;nbsp; dont' think it's big then it's expensive. this &lt;b&gt;huge pau&lt;/b&gt; is only sold for RM2.20!! how cheap is that! if you wanna try it, it is sold at the pelangi &lt;i&gt;pasar pagi&lt;/i&gt; every thursday! okay this is not an advertisement. heeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, my right ear's piercing is finally okay! i can change any earring i want! before this, if i ever change my earring, it will start bleeding, i dunno why. but this morning it didn't bleed and i could change my earring on my own--normally my mum would help me because i&amp;nbsp; freak out when i see blood. i have been waiting for this day for 5 months!! but i lost my earring when i went swimming this morning. it got loose i guess :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need some sleep right now. ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-5740265425386584761?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/5740265425386584761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/5740265425386584761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/5740265425386584761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TO38H-SfTlI/AAAAAAAAAd8/k8cK-jZGJLk/s72-c/Huge+pau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-1242251970690101857</id><published>2010-11-24T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T12:27:10.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>987FM - Leong - Grades Are Shite (Dynamite parody)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dLZ69QoG0N4?fs=1" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-1242251970690101857?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1242251970690101857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/987fm-leong-grades-are-shite-dynamite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/1242251970690101857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/1242251970690101857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/987fm-leong-grades-are-shite-dynamite.html' title='987FM - Leong - Grades Are Shite (Dynamite parody)'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dLZ69QoG0N4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-2292162479576766120</id><published>2010-11-24T12:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T12:26:45.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>embarrasing moments</title><content type='html'>yesterday, shalinn, vivyan and i went to Cool Blog to buy some drinks. i wanted an Oreo blog and oh! did i mention it before? i am a&lt;b&gt; HUGE&lt;/b&gt; fan of Oreo and i could eat it everyday without getting sick. okay so, after i got my Oreo blog, i turned it over so that the bubbles are not all at the bottom. the drink was cold and my hand slipped-- &lt;i&gt;PLOP&lt;/i&gt; it fell of my hand! automatically, i shot my other hand out to grab it and yes i caught it just in time but when i was trying to hold it, i accidentally hit it against the sharp edge of the counter. the plastic container( or whatever you call it) slit open and my precious Oreo blog started flowing out! i let out a small scream and immediately turned it the other way round to stop it from flowing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily, a woman reached out for my blog and poured the leftovers into another *plastic container. i was so embarrassed by that time i quickly shove out my tissue from my bag and wiped the Oreo-flooded-counter. in the end i had only 3/4 of my blog left and i paid the price for a full one. great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whatever you call that again:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, check this pictures out! i found them in Tumblr. my sis and i laughed till we cried!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOyOsmUdnKI/AAAAAAAAAdw/mdRnxi8JTMg/s1600/2crakur.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOyOsmUdnKI/AAAAAAAAAdw/mdRnxi8JTMg/s320/2crakur.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;this is so cute! look at its eyes :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOyPDuyxKHI/AAAAAAAAAd0/MQ5rnNI6XOg/s1600/Hermione-I-have-a-confession-Before-you-say-anything-Im-sorry-I-like-Ron-So-do-I.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOyPDuyxKHI/AAAAAAAAAd0/MQ5rnNI6XOg/s320/Hermione-I-have-a-confession-Before-you-say-anything-Im-sorry-I-like-Ron-So-do-I.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOyPF-PRhoI/AAAAAAAAAd4/kM51O9_i0TQ/s1600/tumblr_lba8wwkVZb1qeru58o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOyPF-PRhoI/AAAAAAAAAd4/kM51O9_i0TQ/s320/tumblr_lba8wwkVZb1qeru58o1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-2292162479576766120?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2292162479576766120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/embarrasing-moments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/2292162479576766120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/2292162479576766120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/embarrasing-moments.html' title='embarrasing moments'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOyOsmUdnKI/AAAAAAAAAdw/mdRnxi8JTMg/s72-c/2crakur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-7214014557112885510</id><published>2010-11-23T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T18:27:55.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>harry potter</title><content type='html'>today is the day i have been looking forward to because i finally get to watch Harry Potter! i have been waiting for so long to watch this movie! and now i'm dying to watch the second part of the movie. my mum picked up shalinn and vivyan from school and&amp;nbsp; we headed to city square straight away. the cinema was kinda cold, well, not &lt;i&gt;kinda&lt;/i&gt; cold, but COLD. shalinn went to the toilet twice! i wanted to go so badly too but i didn't wanna miss the best parts so i beared with it. the moment the movie ended, i could feel my bladder bursting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie, we went to Chamelon and i bought this really nice earrings.they don't come in pairs and that suited me the most because i have only one piercing on my right ear. my left ear got swollen so i had to take it out :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOuVQgDbcbI/AAAAAAAAAdc/waXFlT1dIp0/s1600/Photo0265.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOuVQgDbcbI/AAAAAAAAAdc/waXFlT1dIp0/s320/Photo0265.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love the crown one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;shalinn came to my house after that and we had a great time watching videos on youtube! thanks for finding the videos for me, shalinn! it was HILARIOUS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOuWHgNUzbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/CZFSzYsi7t8/s1600/Photo0260.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOuWHgNUzbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/CZFSzYsi7t8/s320/Photo0260.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;shalinn and me at Shilin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOuWMLJvXVI/AAAAAAAAAdk/2DTvJDwPQDM/s1600/Photo0262.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOuWMLJvXVI/AAAAAAAAAdk/2DTvJDwPQDM/s320/Photo0262.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;shalinn and me in my car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOuWcmaBO4I/AAAAAAAAAdo/EPnGG0Sbijs/s1600/Photo0264.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOuWcmaBO4I/AAAAAAAAAdo/EPnGG0Sbijs/s320/Photo0264.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;eating shalinn's sweets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOuWgL_CcTI/AAAAAAAAAds/Fc6E0bJKkwk/s1600/Shalinn+and+me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOuWgL_CcTI/AAAAAAAAAds/Fc6E0bJKkwk/s320/Shalinn+and+me.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; our Harry Potter movie tickets:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-7214014557112885510?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/7214014557112885510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/harry-potter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/7214014557112885510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/7214014557112885510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/harry-potter.html' title='harry potter'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOuVQgDbcbI/AAAAAAAAAdc/waXFlT1dIp0/s72-c/Photo0265.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-8449439080606882534</id><published>2010-11-22T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T19:28:31.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tanned.</title><content type='html'>i went swimming this morning as usual. came back at 11:45. it was really hot today and the sun was practically burning my skin when i was swimming. i wanted to skip the backstroke program, but thought maybe i should get a tan on my face too. after i came back, i tried reading a story book but ended up lying on my bed, listening to songs in my handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;i'm going to watch Harry Potter with Shalinn tomorrow! so excited! i didn't actually read the whole series, but this last one looks nice so i'm really looking forward to watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i had a new haircut! i had my fringe cut and i actually kinda like my new hairstyle. but i have to wait for it to grow longer so it will be nicer. i realized my hair always look nicer when it's longer. :) but i miss my long long fringe! i kept it for one and a half year and it got really long and i could scare people with it. heeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go eat my sushi now. lt's waiting for me. and it's getting a lil' impatient. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOpTh1aPzyI/AAAAAAAAAdY/exCeHbOPRRk/s1600/Megan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOpTh1aPzyI/AAAAAAAAAdY/exCeHbOPRRk/s320/Megan.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i look younger in my new hairstyle!! teehee:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-8449439080606882534?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/8449439080606882534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/tanned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/8449439080606882534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/8449439080606882534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/tanned.html' title='tanned.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOpTh1aPzyI/AAAAAAAAAdY/exCeHbOPRRk/s72-c/Megan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-6504346047579326447</id><published>2010-11-21T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T14:40:15.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun-day</title><content type='html'>last night was really great cos my sis and i coudn't sleep and it was 2 in the morning already! we listened to songs (DBSK, David Archuleta, Suju..)while chatting, and sometimes humming to our favourite parts. i really love nights like this. we would listen to all the old songs untill we got tired or maybe sometimes i would fall asleep listening to my sister's a-bit-out-of-tune-humming. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family and i went to have dim sum for breakfast today morning. i was so excited because&lt;br /&gt;1. we don't often eat dim sum&lt;br /&gt;2. i miss dim sum SO much&lt;br /&gt;3.char siew pau at the dim sum restaurant is always the best ( at least i haven't ate any char siew pau that is better)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached the restaurant, everything happened so fast i couldn't remember myself being led into the restaurant or even seating down to wait for the food to come! the moment we sat down, the waitress started filling our table with 'har gau', 'xiao long pau', 'siew mai', and all sorts of food. i was really a bit startled because i thought eating dim sum is supposed to be like, us, seating down, drinking the served tea while we wait for the food and all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end we had to tell the waitress to stop giving us food while we finished all the food on the table. my favourite was the fried sesame balls! it's really nice! it's a sesame ball with the size of a tennis ball, well, smaller, and it's fried, with peanut fillings in it. ooohh.. i will never forget the crunchy-ness of it! mmmmm.. yummy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all got really full and we are planning to skip lunch!! :D i am extremely BLOATED right now. ok so now i know what to do in the afternoon: an hour on the treadmill. GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOi-pbI7OBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/pCjPlH_hNCw/s1600/617b9c2813f46f1ab58c5e977323432c-420-280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOi-pbI7OBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/pCjPlH_hNCw/s320/617b9c2813f46f1ab58c5e977323432c-420-280.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fried sesame ball!! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-6504346047579326447?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6504346047579326447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/sun-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/6504346047579326447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/6504346047579326447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/sun-day.html' title='Sun-day'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOi-pbI7OBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/pCjPlH_hNCw/s72-c/617b9c2813f46f1ab58c5e977323432c-420-280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-1225140775969519119</id><published>2010-11-20T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T15:00:03.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday</title><content type='html'>i have decided to blog everyday since i was so free and i had no tuition for the next few weeks. and i should really improve in my writing cos i dunno when can i ever write like ZOE. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&amp;nbsp; went swimming this morning and met the Pirate swimmers. those lil' kids were so cute as they swam butterfly and backstroke with their skinny hands and legs, with their almost perfect stroke and stamina. i was feeling a bit embarrassed as i swam beside them--i haven't been swimming for the pass few months and my strokes were awful! i tried swimming a 400m-25m freestyle, 25m butterfly program and i was out of breath at the second hundred already! hmm.. i think i need some more serious training!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;my mum is currently suspicious about my dad smoking outside and just now, during lunch, my mum tried asking my dad about it, and he looked kinda guilty and started muttering things like "lets eat and talk later". i knew he was secretly smoking behind our backs. there was a time when my mum went back to Kedah to visit my grandpa and i was alone at home with my sister and my dad. it was midnight and i woke up to go to the toilet. my dad was not asleep yet and i think he was in the toilet downstairs. although i was a bit blurry i smelt smoke! i didn't tell my mum about it though. my dad quit smoking almost two years ago, you see. i wonder why he picked up on it again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy, please... &lt;i&gt;please&lt;/i&gt; stop smoking. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-1225140775969519119?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1225140775969519119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/1225140775969519119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/1225140775969519119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/saturday.html' title='saturday'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686146633527435060.post-6210396933513240040</id><published>2010-11-19T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T15:33:03.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fryday</title><content type='html'>i woke up suddenly this morning, sitting up quickly, thinking: ohmygosh it must be so friggin' late right now. i turned and squinted at the clock beside my bed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8:30]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smiling to myself, i slammed back down onto my bed and curled back into my warm comforters. maybe i could sleep a few more minutes..... and i ended up sleeping for another hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[9:30]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum came into my room and told me that she had already finished baking her Danish Pastries and maybe i should really wake up and have a look at it. my eyes immediately flew open and i rushed into the toilet, brushed my teeth and ran down the steps like a five-year-old, eyes shining as i saw the pastries on the dining table. as my stomach started growling and my saliva started excreting in high speed, i grabbed one and stuffed it into my mouth. OMG the pastry wass still warm and crunchy, it made a *krrunncchh* sound as i bit into it. the smell of the bread filled my nose and the custard melted on my tongue. the raisins on top really was a great choice for more sweetness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a HUUGE breakfast thanks to my neighbour's "ang ku kuih" , auntie Agnes's curry puffs and of course, my mum's Danish Pastry! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i'm having my lunch, which is my favourite Thai Style Pineapple Fried Rice by my mum!! nomnomnom. :)&amp;nbsp; my mum added raisins, cashew nuts and chicken floss into it.. simply deliiicioouuussss!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is seriously ruining my diet, man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOYniYaJ80I/AAAAAAAAAdE/X7nn645KbYE/s1600/Mummy%25E2%2580%2599s+Danish+Pastry%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOYniYaJ80I/AAAAAAAAAdE/X7nn645KbYE/s320/Mummy%25E2%2580%2599s+Danish+Pastry%2521.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my mum's Danish Pastries!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOYn_5zrMxI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Dhg9GoKkRwo/s1600/Photo0204.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOYn_5zrMxI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Dhg9GoKkRwo/s320/Photo0204.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;pineapple fried rice!! yummy :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686146633527435060-6210396933513240040?l=iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6210396933513240040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/fryday_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/6210396933513240040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686146633527435060/posts/default/6210396933513240040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamswimminginhoney.blogspot.com/2010/11/fryday_19.html' title='fryday'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941071940563832109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzlW8HdTv8/TWuPa7-s_TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/a2ivMHr1zPM/s220/Solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoKPWkDDeCU/TOYniYaJ80I/AAAAAAAAAdE/X7nn645KbYE/s72-c/Mummy%25E2%2580%2599s+Danish+Pastry%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
