<?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-61054837448502630</id><updated>2012-02-14T22:11:04.346+08:00</updated><category term='Berry Zzz'/><category term='Random'/><category term='Berry&apos;s 100 Facts'/><category term='Natie Berry'/><category term='F.Berry.L'/><category term='Video Log'/><category term='Berry D.I.Y'/><category term='Ass My Em&apos;'/><category term='Berry Convo'/><title type='text'>BerryCrazy's Strawberry</title><subtitle type='html'>Dare to dream the impossible ..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link 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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>575</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-6200898619925630085</id><published>2012-02-14T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T22:11:04.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes Eyes, baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once my mum told me that when I was young&lt;br /&gt;I use to have big small eyes&lt;br /&gt;In other words, mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a bit worried&lt;br /&gt;No girl is pretty with mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So eventually as I grow&lt;br /&gt;My mismatched eyes started to go off too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never realized I have mismatched eyes&lt;br /&gt;It was only when I was around my teen years&lt;br /&gt;When I was some super camwhore freak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(typical teenage girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then when I realize that my eyes are mismatched&lt;br /&gt;It only shows when I smiles or laughs&lt;br /&gt;My left eye is slightly smaller and it has triple eyelid, ftw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H66ZQwcX6T0/TzpmuPNoq0I/AAAAAAAADbQ/uhpwkfC1CGY/s1600/P1050221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H66ZQwcX6T0/TzpmuPNoq0I/AAAAAAAADbQ/uhpwkfC1CGY/s400/P1050221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708988422189263682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taken during Form 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken just last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W0CCD29MWt0/Tzpmuc7KmwI/AAAAAAAADbc/h8XqvK2DB4A/s1600/Allp2nrCEAEOOa6.jpg%2Blarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W0CCD29MWt0/Tzpmuc7KmwI/AAAAAAAADbc/h8XqvK2DB4A/s400/Allp2nrCEAEOOa6.jpg%2Blarge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708988425869892354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. of picture I taken for myself dramatically decreases after Form 5&lt;br /&gt;One of the reason is because I just don't like to camwhore anymore&lt;br /&gt;The other one is my eyes looked funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mismatched is one of the many flaws of mine&lt;br /&gt;Which is also one of my distinct features&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the mole on my right eyes&lt;br /&gt;Which also so happens to be my birthmark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having mismatched eyes are not so bad at all&lt;br /&gt;when your idol itself have it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z1M_4GE1Cs0/TzpnCP2MVzI/AAAAAAAADbo/0B3AaNtPzsk/s1600/changminbrightsmile1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 349px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z1M_4GE1Cs0/TzpnCP2MVzI/AAAAAAAADbo/0B3AaNtPzsk/s400/changminbrightsmile1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708988765956757298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Changmin is also famous for his mismatched eyes among the fans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-6200898619925630085?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/6200898619925630085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2012/02/once-my-mum-told-me-that-when-i-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6200898619925630085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6200898619925630085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2012/02/once-my-mum-told-me-that-when-i-was.html' title='Eyes Eyes, baby!'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H66ZQwcX6T0/TzpmuPNoq0I/AAAAAAAADbQ/uhpwkfC1CGY/s72-c/P1050221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-143799621017778000</id><published>2012-02-03T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T19:58:55.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Useless Fashion Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was meant to be the CNY fashion posts&lt;br /&gt;But on the 4th day of CNY&lt;br /&gt;I got a tiny bit lazy&lt;br /&gt;Whatever clothes that I wore on the 4th day onwards&lt;br /&gt;was all recycled clothes from the first three days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Mdk90S0jLY/TyvJf-QLIsI/AAAAAAAADas/T_bgW1wwRWY/s1600/IMG_0525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Mdk90S0jLY/TyvJf-QLIsI/AAAAAAAADas/T_bgW1wwRWY/s400/IMG_0525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704874904118829762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lace Top - Kitshen rm19.90&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;White Top - F.O.S. rm13.00&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Skirt - Kitshen rm15.00&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Necklace - &lt;strike&gt;stylist own&lt;/strike&gt; rm10.00&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I took off necklace afterward 'cause it was eating up the laces&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cXSKiVAP-Is/TyvJgP1GDOI/AAAAAAAADa4/19a2XhODMIQ/s1600/IMG_0533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cXSKiVAP-Is/TyvJgP1GDOI/AAAAAAAADa4/19a2XhODMIQ/s400/IMG_0533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704874908837088482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pink Top - F.O.S. rm13.00&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cropped Top - Sg Wang rm10.00&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Denim Shorts - MNG rm69.90&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BKBF5qKOXv4/TyvJguX19iI/AAAAAAAADbE/X80qjdod7nA/s1600/IMG_0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BKBF5qKOXv4/TyvJguX19iI/AAAAAAAADbE/X80qjdod7nA/s400/IMG_0535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704874917035898402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Top - Kitshen rm15.00&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Skirt as Day#1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, KTHXBAI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Post'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Mdk90S0jLY/TyvJf-QLIsI/AAAAAAAADas/T_bgW1wwRWY/s72-c/IMG_0525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-6405683553271594454</id><published>2012-01-30T14:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T10:13:23.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Log'/><title type='text'>Wonder Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things me and my brother do when we are bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4ebc0e4a44c6cf73" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4ebc0e4a44c6cf73%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331452458%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6497BD3A024268687D4D3FFA092AF7C395D3E77D.49D2E83421F027533CF4CF3060421AB4F4453A25%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4ebc0e4a44c6cf73%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhZWM3-2q7vED5UXJH_0RT7F_Vio&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4ebc0e4a44c6cf73%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331452458%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6497BD3A024268687D4D3FFA092AF7C395D3E77D.49D2E83421F027533CF4CF3060421AB4F4453A25%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4ebc0e4a44c6cf73%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhZWM3-2q7vED5UXJH_0RT7F_Vio&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The is like the best part of the whole dance&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, is also a good working routine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FTW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p/s - not full video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-6405683553271594454?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/6405683553271594454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2012/01/wonder-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6405683553271594454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6405683553271594454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2012/01/wonder-girls.html' title='Wonder Girls'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-4923715240561025327</id><published>2012-01-28T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T21:20:08.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Incident at the Cinema</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday, I went for a movie with my brother, The Journey 2 the Mysterious Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first we were enjoying the movie until something happen that made me feel really uncomfortable. You know, something like sixth sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were half way in the movie when suddenly this man &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(a malay, I'm not racist)&lt;/span&gt; sat right next to me. The man came in like 15 minutes after the movie started. So I thought it was okay, there's nothing wrong with a man sitting next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, he started asking me questions. At first he ask me about the movie, the actors and actress and the beginning part that he missed. It was a bit annoying 'cause I was trying to enjoy the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minutes gone by and he started asking more personal question, my brother's age and who are we watching with. Eventually my sixth kicked in and I feel really uncomfortable next to him. Plus he was a very unpleasant scent coming out from him mouth -______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I really wanted to leave the cinema, but the cinema is like 80% empty and what if  he follows me later. So I thought about making an accuse going to the toilet and change my place afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I whisper as softly as I could to my brother &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(since the man is just right next to me)&lt;/span&gt; that I really don't trust the man and ask him to leave with me. My brother being as ignorant as ever, whisper back louder that he doesn't want to leave. So loud that the man next to me looked at me -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got no choice but to sit there quietly. I tried again on my brother 10minutes later and manage to drag him out to the ladies restroom with me. I explain to him what happen at the cinema, he got so freak out he ask me to leave straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I don't want to make it such a big fuss, I drag him back to the cinema and we sat at the last row &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(also I can keep an eye on the man)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might seems like I'm making a big fuss out of nothing, but is always better to me safe than sorry. Ever since the incident at the bus stop outside KDU UC, I have grown more street smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a few points that made the man seems suspicious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I bought the movie tickets. Both my left side and right was empty. The cinema was 80% empty, normal people won't choose a seat that is exactly right next to a stranger. Usually they will leave a gap of a seat or two.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When entering the row, he asked me if the seat was no. 9. Would a normal people disturb a person watching a movie just to ask if the seat was no. 9? I assumed that he has no ticket and he just randomly went for his prey.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asking age and who I came with is just plain suspicious.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He left the cinema before the show finish and gave the me last long glare (occurred at me new seats which was next to the door).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Therefore, at the end of the day I couldn't enjoy my movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-4923715240561025327?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4923715240561025327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2012/01/incident-at-cinema.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/4923715240561025327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/4923715240561025327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2012/01/incident-at-cinema.html' title='Incident at the Cinema'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-3606431154810964398</id><published>2012-01-13T11:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T11:20:21.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brother:&lt;/span&gt; Your hair smells really nice, what shampoo do you use?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;Oh really? I use &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*insert brand name*&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brother:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sniffs*&lt;/span&gt; It smells really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;By the way, I didn't wash my hair today. The last time I was my hair was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bro&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *screams and pushes me away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a known fact that my hair has this super amazing ability in absorbing shampoo smells since I was in primary school. The shampoo's smell gets stronger when I sweat. I know is might sound &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;asjdfhalsjdhflasd&lt;/span&gt; disgusting, But I ain't lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in Primary Six, my activity classes was held on Friday. I was in traditional dancing club &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I was basically cheated by my own stupidity that I got in this club, but that's another story to tell)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We practice our dancing on the stage of great big hall without fans nor airconds, so there's a lot of sweating going on. There was fans, but it don't blow towards the stage direction -______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one day, while I was taking a break after the dance. A junior approaches me and my scent caught her. She started telling almost every one in the club and they approaches me like a swarm of bees -__________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So therefore, I don't usually reeks of sweat's smell when I sweat. KTHXBAI, I'm very bad at endings, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p/s - The scholarship application is driving me craaaaaaaaazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-3606431154810964398?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/3606431154810964398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2012/01/scent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/3606431154810964398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/3606431154810964398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2012/01/scent.html' title='Scent'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-7051052821907322655</id><published>2012-01-07T09:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T09:51:58.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is literally what bored people do at home&lt;br /&gt;-__________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I got better ones on my iPad&lt;br /&gt;God knows why I have problem transferring them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the only one I got now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s472.photobucket.com/albums/rr90/berrycrazystrawberry/?action=view&amp;amp;current=BerryCrazy.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i472.photobucket.com/albums/rr90/berrycrazystrawberry/BerryCrazy.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel my &amp;lt;3 ? WTF ...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my initial intention for this .gif was to make it my twitter's profile pic&lt;br /&gt;But I was a little too late, twitter no longer support .gif&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*FUUUUUUUUUU meme*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hard work for camwhoring should be appreciated and not put to waste&lt;br /&gt;Thus I uploaded it here&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-7051052821907322655?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/7051052821907322655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-literally-what-bored-people-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/7051052821907322655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/7051052821907322655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-literally-what-bored-people-do.html' title=''/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-1329438115147509835</id><published>2011-12-26T18:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T19:08:50.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas with DB5K</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First of all, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Fat &lt;/span&gt;Happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Belated&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to y'all. I know, I know ... I'm a day late, but better late than never, right? I actually did wanted to do a post yesterday, but I somehow forget to transfer my photos from my iPad to laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hPuNc8VRsco/TvhMgtOTbvI/AAAAAAAADZ4/P8tqC_nABNQ/s1600/IMG_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hPuNc8VRsco/TvhMgtOTbvI/AAAAAAAADZ4/P8tqC_nABNQ/s320/IMG_0319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690382253961735922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The snowman cookies that my and my brother mercilessly munched away within secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Other then 25th of Dec being the one of the big day of every year. Today, the 26th of Dec is also a very big day for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cassie&lt;/span&gt; all over the world.  This year on the 26th of Dec marks the 8th anniversary of my five beloved &lt;strike&gt;boys&lt;/strike&gt; men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XzKz7D5Us0Q/TvhOwDK1AxI/AAAAAAAADaQ/mgo7e3R8rSA/s1600/tumblr_lwq2baUagl1qhrsswo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XzKz7D5Us0Q/TvhOwDK1AxI/AAAAAAAADaQ/mgo7e3R8rSA/s400/tumblr_lwq2baUagl1qhrsswo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690384716574032658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I may not have been here since the start, but I will stay until the very end.&lt;br /&gt;Happy 8th Anniversary my beloved 東方神起. I’m so proud to be called as Cassiopeia.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Rising Gods from East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;_Quoted by a Cassie and reblogged on my tumblr_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So the other day while my mumsy was busy cleaning up the house, I found something that caught my attention&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (and also was almost being thrown away by my mumsy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-POnfQv2JO_4/TvhMhAHSWkI/AAAAAAAADaI/EI7SO9_e1KE/s1600/IMG_0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-POnfQv2JO_4/TvhMhAHSWkI/AAAAAAAADaI/EI7SO9_e1KE/s320/IMG_0317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690382259032578626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was none other than my precious precious bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not exactly sure when I got this bear, but I'm pretty sure it was around when I'm around 7 yrs old or younger. I clearly remember this teddy name is Pecan. I don't know if you guys know about this, but during my time there's this company which makes TY soft toys. TY came in all sort of animals, each type of animal was given a name which is written on the soft toy's tag itself. So the name, Pecan wasn't exactly given by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friend had an ostrich and the other one had a monkey, we use to play tea party with our TY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once upon a time, I was almost a bit too bored. Therefore I decided to take some &lt;strike&gt;camwhore&lt;/strike&gt; artistic shots or my humble self. Apparently my photos turned out to be beyond artistic, it looked almost like my coffin's shots -___________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I present you&lt;br /&gt;Shot #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SdX8l9bwS7U/TvhMgZonXaI/AAAAAAAADZs/mcFUIWrjudM/s1600/IMG_0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SdX8l9bwS7U/TvhMgZonXaI/AAAAAAAADZs/mcFUIWrjudM/s320/IMG_0329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690382248703384994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would say this is my favourite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_JnTIIORDok/TvhMf01dfWI/AAAAAAAADZU/ekV2xobzhac/s1600/IMG_0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_JnTIIORDok/TvhMf01dfWI/AAAAAAAADZU/ekV2xobzhac/s320/IMG_0331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690382238825151842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot #3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wnfq6hiIdw0/TvhMgGW72AI/AAAAAAAADZg/TTXJbQTzPF4/s1600/IMG_0330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wnfq6hiIdw0/TvhMgGW72AI/AAAAAAAADZg/TTXJbQTzPF4/s320/IMG_0330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690382243528955906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My happy face, wtf...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-1329438115147509835?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1329438115147509835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-with-db5k.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/1329438115147509835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/1329438115147509835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-with-db5k.html' title='Christmas with DB5K'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hPuNc8VRsco/TvhMgtOTbvI/AAAAAAAADZ4/P8tqC_nABNQ/s72-c/IMG_0319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-6873618348421094537</id><published>2011-12-12T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T21:11:00.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berry D.I.Y'/><title type='text'>Elmo</title><content type='html'>So just last week, I watched this movie called &lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/Telecinema"&gt;Heaven's Postman&lt;/a&gt;. There was this character who was sorta like a part-time angel, he have this feathered key chain. What made the design nice was its simplicity. It inspired me to make one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wqn5A2q56_U/TuX4OrnmqBI/AAAAAAAADYw/VEUNIWUiSWU/s1600/IMG_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wqn5A2q56_U/TuX4OrnmqBI/AAAAAAAADYw/VEUNIWUiSWU/s320/IMG_0307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685223035735812114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I feel like an angel, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the other reason that inspired me to make this was that I already got a proper feathers hair clip extension. I did not want to waste the materials of my DIY-ed feather hair clip extension. What I did was that I took out the feathers and made it into a phone accessory. For the string itself, I attached buckles and looped around my wrist to make it a bracelet. What is missing now is the bracelet charms. Once is done, is gonna be Perfecto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I want to tell my best-est best friend in this whole wide world, Kiera that ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X5ZfYn6l15g/TuX4O0_bLhI/AAAAAAAADZE/k4EPRQzOngY/s1600/tumblr_lfdukd7PRK1qgwffxo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X5ZfYn6l15g/TuX4O0_bLhI/AAAAAAAADZE/k4EPRQzOngY/s320/tumblr_lfdukd7PRK1qgwffxo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685223038251642386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's the only friend I got that sent me essay length sms-es with lotsa lotsa huggies and kissy that never fail to put a smile on my face. Words can't express my love for her &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss your chocolate cake *puppy dog eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I want to thanks all you reader for all the loves and support for the past five years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XNVP6swb7Es/TuX4OpRry3I/AAAAAAAADY4/ZfYJilp8ikc/s1600/IMG_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XNVP6swb7Es/TuX4OpRry3I/AAAAAAAADY4/ZfYJilp8ikc/s320/IMG_0310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685223035107003250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My First NuffNang's Check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Carmen&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-6873618348421094537?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/6873618348421094537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/12/elmo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6873618348421094537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6873618348421094537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/12/elmo.html' title='Elmo'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wqn5A2q56_U/TuX4OrnmqBI/AAAAAAAADYw/VEUNIWUiSWU/s72-c/IMG_0307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-5585936838788784193</id><published>2011-12-07T13:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T13:39:24.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Log'/><title type='text'>Bad but Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lately, as bored as I can be&lt;br /&gt;I decided to learn up a dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end I chosen&lt;br /&gt;Bad Girl, Good Girl by Miss A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you asked why&lt;br /&gt;I think I actually fell in love with their MV&lt;br /&gt;the very first time I watched it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my video&lt;br /&gt;Is nothing really great tho&lt;br /&gt;As I only get to practice for 5 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a57b72ce1180d9d3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will have to stop dancing for a while&lt;br /&gt;Till my body recover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a rather enjoyable dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it Miss A Bad Girl, Good Girl Official MV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8TeeJvcBdLA?rel=0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dancing Jia's Part for most of it&lt;br /&gt;Till the end, I have to change it to Suzy's 'cause I can't do full split (yet)&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-5585936838788784193?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/5585936838788784193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-8901652073845962246</id><published>2011-11-30T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T18:14:05.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past 3 Days</title><content type='html'>Watched Breaking Dawn Part 1 on Saturday with friends. Truth to be told, it was a complete disappointment. The movie went from bad to worse. I really don't know how to comment on the movie, but let just say it was a no good. Now I have to reconsider if I want to watch part 2 as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The annoying fact that is that the movie was cut off too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, two lifts at my Block decided to die on me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;togeder-geder&lt;/span&gt;. Since it was morning, and many of my neighbours was also going out for breakfast. The staircase were quite busy, it was like a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;neighbours-get-together-time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to DJ for Dim Sum, when I was there waiting for tables, it felt like I met everyone at that restaurant. I met two people from KDU &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(not from my course)&lt;/span&gt; and one senior from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tropz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my Monday evening at home watching TVXQ! Running Man. It was really funny that I laughed so much, my brother told me to shut up and stop watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also from the same episode of Running Man I get to know this guy, Song Joong Ki. He was one of the presenter for MAMA, he looked absolutely delicious in those suits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I stayed up late just to see if TVXQ! get to win any awards in MAMA. As far as I know TVXQ! was leading in terms of votes for Best Male Performance. But when it was annouced that BEAST was the winner for the category, I was so heart broken and off the TV straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since TVXQ! split up, the fandom Cassiopeia which consists of 700k fans split into three parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The one which supports JYJ&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The one which supports HoMin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The one which believe in all five will get back together someday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Personally I think I belong to the last category, AKTF. Or maybe a little biased towards HoMin, since Changmin is there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also try not to be jealous that SuJu won quite a number of categories. After all SuJu and TVXQ! are really good friends, TVXQ! would have been so proud of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also get to see my other idols are MAMA, which was Kim Hyun Joong &amp;amp; Miss A. Kim Hyun Joong was so good looking during his performance. I also found out that one of the members in Miss A is really cool, I think her name is Jia &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(the one with Pink hair in Bad Girl, Good Girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Till then, that's all. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*heart broken fan girl signing out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-8901652073845962246?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8901652073845962246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/11/past-3-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8901652073845962246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8901652073845962246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/11/past-3-days.html' title='Past 3 Days'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-5535198153216865686</id><published>2011-11-18T21:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:37:22.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Log'/><title type='text'>THSK - Proud Piano Cover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I shall entertain you with my horrendously rusty piano skill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is in fact really rusty&lt;br /&gt;I stopped my piano lessons for about a year plus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also haven been really motivated to play any songs&lt;br /&gt;until recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THSK Proud Piano Cover&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The One &amp;amp; Only Ultimately Super Awesome Carmen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-206c91e1f1af1c21" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D206c91e1f1af1c21%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331452458%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D41AA9B6A931B1835D225928ADB7E256BEE2E61D3.728C04270D5157FFF56B995FD6ADEF49E897A289%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D206c91e1f1af1c21%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWVVC43-g3vl50abAI-RRtDT8CjQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D206c91e1f1af1c21%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331452458%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D41AA9B6A931B1835D225928ADB7E256BEE2E61D3.728C04270D5157FFF56B995FD6ADEF49E897A289%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D206c91e1f1af1c21%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWVVC43-g3vl50abAI-RRtDT8CjQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song wasn't played nicely&lt;br /&gt;'cause I got really annoying by the ants&lt;br /&gt;marching around my music sheets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inserts FUUUUU.jpg meme here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was getting on my nerve and I couldn't concentrate&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I stopped abruptly at the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#full of excuses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know, is completely not me if I don't get my sweet sweet revenge&lt;br /&gt;So I went and equip ed my self with a vacuum cleaner&lt;br /&gt;And suck the hell outta those &lt;strike&gt;bitches&lt;/strike&gt; ants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inserts Fuckyeah.jpg meme here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the original song sung by them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TjHJTeSgFuw?rel=0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me to play the whole piece&lt;br /&gt;It will take me roughly about 5 to 6 mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I just love this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, ever since the day Big Bang won one of the EMA's award&lt;br /&gt;The MTV's JK Hitz has been dedicated to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this short part of their talk&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not mistaken it was something like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the member was asked about the question what animal he wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;He replied he wanted to be a horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I want to be a horse.  A white one. Like a princess. Oh wait!! No No!! Is prince!!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, their English make them so adorable&lt;br /&gt;Is funnier if you watch the clip yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-5535198153216865686?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/5535198153216865686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/11/thsk-proud-piano-cover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/5535198153216865686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/5535198153216865686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/11/thsk-proud-piano-cover.html' title='THSK - Proud Piano Cover'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/TjHJTeSgFuw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-86783105146639756</id><published>2011-11-15T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T19:30:10.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berry&apos;s 100 Facts'/><title type='text'>#4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate dried fruits&lt;br /&gt;very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially raisins&lt;br /&gt;They are the killers&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/61054837448502630-86783105146639756?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/86783105146639756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/11/4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/86783105146639756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/86783105146639756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/11/4.html' title='#4'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-1618370442903369346</id><published>2011-11-13T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T21:01:22.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berry Zzz'/><title type='text'>Dream No.4</title><content type='html'>Had the best dang dream ever last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love dreams that are so strong that you can actually feel it physically (sorta).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the dream was like last night, and not is already evening so I couldn't remember that clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started off with something like a school-field-trip slash amazing-race sorta thing. After that it was like we are off for a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and lily, we were like together. We decided we wanted to do snorkeling. The snorkeling was really weird, it's actually a really big swimming with fake toy corals and fishes underneath, wtf. We wanted to call our friends to join us. But I told Lily, "let's not ask Wee Jian to join us, later he fool around we will all drown and die". Eventually we didn't go for snorkeling 'cause we scare we will die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I know is that we were all on a tour bus, I was like randomly chatting with 3 of the DBSK members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came down from the bus and headed towards the lobby. I could feel a strong arm wrapped around me. I felt loved and sense of securities. I hug the arm tighter to my body, strolling along walking to the hotel lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the arm comes from behind me, so I couldn't tell who hugged me. But I knew is someone I love and someone who love me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HZpUH8RprS0/Tr-9d9mtfnI/AAAAAAAADYY/h1KcrfPx1hE/s1600/tumblr_lolqw3sx0g1qzjj6eo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HZpUH8RprS0/Tr-9d9mtfnI/AAAAAAAADYY/h1KcrfPx1hE/s320/tumblr_lolqw3sx0g1qzjj6eo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674462377960898162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In my dream, the guy was Max Changmin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But I couldn't be too sure, but in my dream my body sense that it was him. But I am very sure the guy wasn't Nate. Maybe it could be my future soul mate, that would be really nice. I would want to be in that arm for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But good dream don't last long. Suddenly I realize I left my luggage in the bus. So I climbed four flight of stairs and dashed 200m back to the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the bus was ........................ gone ...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is how my story tragically ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-1618370442903369346?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1618370442903369346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/11/dream-no4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/1618370442903369346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/1618370442903369346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/11/dream-no4.html' title='Dream No.4'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HZpUH8RprS0/Tr-9d9mtfnI/AAAAAAAADYY/h1KcrfPx1hE/s72-c/tumblr_lolqw3sx0g1qzjj6eo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-2708290608427434429</id><published>2011-11-10T19:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T20:01:53.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Crush Hates Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other day I was going through my blog's search&lt;br /&gt;and I saw THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yLbyoQLpvWM/Tru8GI8vB3I/AAAAAAAADYA/yNGBgE4ZzPs/s1600/Lawl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yLbyoQLpvWM/Tru8GI8vB3I/AAAAAAAADYA/yNGBgE4ZzPs/s400/Lawl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673334969270732658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt almost like someone high five me on my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PEz_5fi39uo/Tru8GfbmDKI/AAAAAAAADYI/fAEmYjd4B-M/s1600/Lawl%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 21px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PEz_5fi39uo/Tru8GfbmDKI/AAAAAAAADYI/fAEmYjd4B-M/s400/Lawl%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673334975305747618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*motherly hug*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2HJi8WTII2o/Tru3zyBN7wI/AAAAAAAADXo/LXz3BIRe4gU/s1600/Lawl.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LpqMJrSYn0s/Tru30Np-dyI/AAAAAAAADXw/pFJ_3MZs0vA/s1600/Lawl%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-2708290608427434429?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2708290608427434429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-crush-hates-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2708290608427434429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2708290608427434429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-crush-hates-me.html' title='My Crush Hates Me'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yLbyoQLpvWM/Tru8GI8vB3I/AAAAAAAADYA/yNGBgE4ZzPs/s72-c/Lawl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-5680388462201639659</id><published>2011-11-08T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T21:07:59.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berry Convo'/><title type='text'>Three Blind Mice</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, while waiting for my brother's friend's mother to come pick his son up, two guys got down from their car and approached me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; (at first I thought they want to kidnap me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;paranoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;)&lt;/span&gt;. But actually they were lost and they only came to ask me for direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men: &lt;/span&gt;Do you know where is Damansara Palace, do you know how to get there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*startled*&lt;/span&gt; yeah.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men:&lt;/span&gt; Can you tell us how to get there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*thinks for a moment*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Erm, you get out through this way, and make a U-turn at curve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men:&lt;/span&gt; Ok, thank you very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Sure, sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; How to go to Damansara Palace from our place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mum:&lt;/span&gt; You go to Kota Damansara and U-turn from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(note: Damansara Palace is just opposite the building I'm staying at)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that I was born a terrible driver, I am also a loser when it comes to giving directions. I had pointed the completely opposite direction to those men. Well, look on the bright side, since we were complete strangers is not likely that he will come back and kill me, at most he will probably mentally kill me in his mind &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*gulps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;p/s - My brother's friend's mother is a complete sucker, she was 45mins late and made me waited like a complete idiot at the guard house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-5680388462201639659?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/5680388462201639659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/11/three-blind-mice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/5680388462201639659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/5680388462201639659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/11/three-blind-mice.html' title='Three Blind Mice'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-1163191105292810056</id><published>2011-11-02T11:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T12:11:18.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>If you so happen to view my blog now, and my big ass header picture might or might not have blinded you, I sincerely apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I have changed my blogger template &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(obviously)&lt;/span&gt;. Even if it was a complete heart ache for me to take down the previous one &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I took one week to build up that html)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I have decided to make a template that suits my URL better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the fact I am terribly lazy to come up with another html so I ended up using the one in blogger. Last time, I have trouble with my width when using my html. Since now I'm using blogger's one, the width automatically changes to 250485234875 times bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, to accommodate my increase in width I have to also to increase my header by 432053847523894 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the big improvement on the header &lt;strike&gt;for your viewing pleasure&lt;/strike&gt;, I'd also change the font. Added two new Gadgets to my sidebar, one is the link to my Tumblr - Dandelion's Love. The other one is for my idol *smiley face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even I have to admit the header is a bit distracting. &lt;strike&gt;Dayum, I so hot. WTF&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-1163191105292810056?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1163191105292810056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/11/changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/1163191105292810056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/1163191105292810056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/11/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-8847898612969428871</id><published>2011-10-31T13:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T14:29:44.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Heart Attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I was surfing Facebook as usual (Tumble &amp;gt; Facebook). Suddenly I saw an update on my wall that gave me this instant mini heart attack that almost kill me, almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I wasn't wrong, it should be the latest picture of Lian Ting. The moment I saw the pictures, I know that his hair is wrong, very long. His fringe is so long, almost covering his eyes. I know is really none of my business that whether his hair is long or short, but I can't refrain myself from saying ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF IS THIS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...when I saw the picture. It just annoys me so much that his hair is like that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I ever posted the on &amp;amp; off stuffs about guys, but I reckon I should do it now. Well, now seems appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with TURN OFF:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smoker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Heavy Drinker (guy who drinks really often. which I think is waste of $$)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Egoistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Obsessive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ignorant&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Act Cute&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Long &amp;amp; Colourful Hair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Long Fingernails &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pervert&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's talk about TURN ON:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Humble&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blue Eyes (contact lens not counted, wtf)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play instruments&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hint of Humour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so is really hard to talk about your perfect guy. 'Cause nobody is perfect &lt;strike&gt;and I'm nobody&lt;/strike&gt;. But basically you will know it if is the right guy or not, you can literally feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Nate is not perfect. He is a bit on the short side, he doesn't have blue eyes nor does he knows how to play an instrument. But he is really kind, humble and hardworking. The truth is I actually admire his chicken scratch handwriting, is unique and so Nate-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not look like it, but deep down inside I'm a little geeky. I love supernatural stuffs. You know, stuffs like Harry Potter, Vampires, People with super abilities and stuffs like that. I also like to play shooting game like 9mm, Battlefield so on so forth. I don't play shooting games that scare the bejesus outta me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, this is a fact. I cannot accept guys who take half naked picture of themselves showing off their abs. No, it is not attractive at all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The same goes to guys with piercings. I mean a one piercing is still acceptable, but a pair of piercing or more is completely gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I don't I'm ranting now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[     ] Single&lt;br /&gt;[     ] In a relationgship&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Mentally dating a celebrity that doesn't even know that you exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-8847898612969428871?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8847898612969428871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/10/mini-heart-attack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8847898612969428871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8847898612969428871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/10/mini-heart-attack.html' title='Mini Heart Attack'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-6449414738797415623</id><published>2011-10-27T14:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T15:41:03.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Story of My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once upon a night while I was sleeping&lt;br /&gt;my Hufflepuff themed bracelet's buckle&lt;br /&gt;magically tangled with my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the rest of the night sleeping with my hand stuck to my hair&lt;br /&gt;and woke up with sore arm&lt;br /&gt;FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I tried to untangle it when I realize it got stuck there&lt;br /&gt;But I was too drowsy and weak to untangle it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story of my life.&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-6449414738797415623?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/6449414738797415623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/10/story-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6449414738797415623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6449414738797415623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/10/story-of-my-life.html' title='Story of My Life'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-5974300984836076743</id><published>2011-10-20T10:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T11:05:54.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dong Bang Shin Ki</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it had been one of those usual days&lt;br /&gt;where I laze my ass and tumblr away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumblr is so awesome&lt;br /&gt;Is like a community full of people who love &amp;amp; appreciate arts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I was scrolling through my dashboard&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, something hit me&lt;br /&gt;Like cold water being splash on my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a picture of my five angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nAGstsy9JrY/Tp-HuOaPhNI/AAAAAAAADWU/FyWV2eXvvHw/s1600/TVXQ%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nAGstsy9JrY/Tp-HuOaPhNI/AAAAAAAADWU/FyWV2eXvvHw/s320/TVXQ%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665396084467270866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This isn't the exact photo I saw&lt;br /&gt;But, it was still five of them in a picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K-Pop artist don't normally pop up in my dash&lt;br /&gt;'Cause as far as a remember, I didn't follow of these sort of tumblr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even tho lately they had been a lot of rising Korean Artist&lt;br /&gt;Deep down in my heart, this group is always the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This group not only can dance, but they can really sing.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't believe me, you can Youtube them singing acapella&lt;br /&gt;And let them blow your mind away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me do a little summary about them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My favourite Korean Group:&lt;/span&gt; DBSK/THSK/TVXQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't exactly know how long they are been together&lt;br /&gt;But since Max &amp;amp; U-Know said they been living together for 8 years&lt;br /&gt;So I assume is 7 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assuming this picture is quite acient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ebafSm-sCHo/Tp-HuLE1IXI/AAAAAAAADWk/1vct77MYnAQ/s1600/DBSK%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ebafSm-sCHo/Tp-HuLE1IXI/AAAAAAAADWk/1vct77MYnAQ/s320/DBSK%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665396083572154738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clockwise from top left:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Xiah, Hero, U-Know, Max &amp;amp; Mickey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love them all equally&lt;br /&gt;But my favourite is gonna be Max Changmin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-82IeucNsWlM/Tp-Hux3KWDI/AAAAAAAADWs/2zgXlYl0GD4/s1600/Max%2BChangmin%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-82IeucNsWlM/Tp-Hux3KWDI/AAAAAAAADWs/2zgXlYl0GD4/s320/Max%2BChangmin%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665396093983807538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't he adorable &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*swoon*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I admire them since I was in Form 2 or Form 3&lt;br /&gt; I even bought two of their albums&lt;br /&gt; One Korea version and the other one is Japan Version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to cut out articles &amp;amp; pictures of them in magazines&lt;br /&gt;But I think I already threw all of those away&lt;br /&gt;FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the reason I wrote this post is not because I want to promote them&lt;br /&gt;But because I am sad, very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason it hit me hard when I saw their picture as five&lt;br /&gt;Is that they no longer are members of five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to some contract problem last year&lt;br /&gt;They were force to split up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bawls my eyes out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they are know as JYJ &amp;amp; TVXQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is so sad that I no longer can love them as one&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to love them as two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I wish they would go back as one again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, you can go check out their MV when they are still DBSK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Balloons&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Purple Line&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rising Sun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They also have a short drama know as&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the end of your&lt;br /&gt;Not so summarize summary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-5974300984836076743?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/5974300984836076743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/10/dong-bang-shin-ki.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/5974300984836076743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/5974300984836076743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/10/dong-bang-shin-ki.html' title='Dong Bang Shin Ki'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nAGstsy9JrY/Tp-HuOaPhNI/AAAAAAAADWU/FyWV2eXvvHw/s72-c/TVXQ%2B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-2492116145567780687</id><published>2011-10-14T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T21:36:21.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surfing with the ungodly internet speed is killing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I spent most of my time reading novels now&lt;br /&gt;Finish 2 books in a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't get my hands on some discounted books this weekends&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna read The Host by Stephenie Meyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*went and check if I spell the author's name correctly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I bought The Host so long ago that I couldn't even remember when&lt;br /&gt;I can't even get through the first chapter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because the book is really boring&lt;br /&gt;But because I can't understand the terms they use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something like Healer suppose to be doctor&lt;br /&gt;and the Comforter suppose to be a counselor or something like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comforter I know is the one I use the cover myself in bed every night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interesting this week 'cause I'd been sick&lt;br /&gt;Really sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started from a little tickle at my throat&lt;br /&gt;Then came fever and sore throat&lt;br /&gt;Fever went off and there came the cough&lt;br /&gt;There goes sore throat  and came flu&lt;br /&gt;Then there's mucus lining around my eyelid in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Then sore throat came back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But basically I am still alive now&lt;br /&gt;Is just that my eyes feel really weird lately&lt;br /&gt;Like the feeling you get after you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It been like that for past two days&lt;br /&gt;And I'm almost too sure I hadn't been crying recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now I'm fine&lt;br /&gt;Just left with a bit of everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-2492116145567780687?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2492116145567780687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-5290729074564898149</id><published>2011-10-04T13:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T14:01:15.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Log'/><title type='text'>Ancient</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was very long long ago&lt;br /&gt;It was take during Jun Wai's farewell party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Lily decided  to rape his music room&lt;br /&gt;as soon as we reach his house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah ...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me, playing drum, desperately trying to look cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misson : Failed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/5290729074564898149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/10/ancient.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/5290729074564898149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/5290729074564898149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/10/ancient.html' title='Ancient'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-6493500729687304315</id><published>2011-09-19T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T11:08:58.787+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Log'/><title type='text'>T Shirt Cutting Tutorial (Video)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few reasons that my blog site appears at Google search&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;T-Shirt Cutting Tutorial&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SASA Scholarship Interview&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vagina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Strawberry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fimo Nail Art&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Results are based on the statistic taken from my NuffNang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes me go WTF the most is Google search about V-Zone&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely sure that I don't blog about V-Zone everyday&lt;br /&gt;-___________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since there was a lot of shirt about T-Shirt cutting&lt;br /&gt;I decided to do a proper video tutorial for it&lt;br /&gt;(almost proper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video was taken few weeks back&lt;br /&gt;It took me some time not to feel lazy and edit it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-89782e7e906b3cf1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-8492441978974022673</id><published>2011-09-17T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T22:00:24.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now &amp; Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was recently watching the drama Princess Hours&lt;br /&gt;This drama is actually quite old and is my 3rd time of watching it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first two times I didn't manage to complete the series&lt;br /&gt;I kept on forgetting which episode I stopped at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting older by days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*insert FFFUUUUU.jpg*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the 3rd time, and hopefully I can finish the whole series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this actor Kim Jeong Hun who play Yul in the series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, at first I thought he was ZOMFG cute&lt;br /&gt;But I was wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is also a ZOMFGAWESOMESAUCE singer also!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me prove that to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6z3zBCxdN7Q?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6z3zBCxdN7Q?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to marry him&lt;br /&gt;*swoon*&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-8492441978974022673?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8492441978974022673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/09/now-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8492441978974022673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8492441978974022673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/09/now-forever.html' title='Now &amp; Forever'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-3286550093963247254</id><published>2011-09-04T16:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T17:43:35.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Haul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week, my parents took a week off for Raya Break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which also means 7 days of shopping per week&lt;br /&gt;Shop until I die, fml&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily is Sales period&lt;br /&gt;Or not, I literally shop until I die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really bought a lot of stuffs&lt;br /&gt;Still manageable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm shopping for College's clothes&lt;br /&gt;But I already graduated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here goes my shopping haul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sweater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zm_pmAV6B7w/TmM7v7UMEaI/AAAAAAAADWE/8atT2lKfTmM/s1600/DSC00824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zm_pmAV6B7w/TmM7v7UMEaI/AAAAAAAADWE/8atT2lKfTmM/s320/DSC00824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648424052214993314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was love at first sight, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my experience in KDU's Library &amp;amp; LHE&lt;br /&gt;I thought I really should buy a super thick and comfy sweater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear their aircond like no need money one&lt;br /&gt;Is like winter 365 days per year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price : rm45.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Tank Tops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gBExardVquI/TmM7voYi3sI/AAAAAAAADV8/B1c-efhX8aU/s1600/DSC00825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gBExardVquI/TmM7voYi3sI/AAAAAAAADV8/B1c-efhX8aU/s320/DSC00825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648424047132991170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padini is on sales&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to spent some time inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a nice clothes among the pile of on sale clothes is hard work&lt;br /&gt;*pat shoulder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I was completely happy with what I bought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought 2 'cause it was so cheap &amp;amp; comfy &amp;amp; nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took green 'cause I like the colour but it was M size, fml&lt;br /&gt;Yellow gives beachy feels and it was S size, so yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to get turquoise too&lt;br /&gt;But I drop the idea 'cause is a bit hard to match jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price: rm9.00 each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  More Tank Top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a8tQKBLk_ww/TmM7uQIH4mI/AAAAAAAADV0/BPbVvD84Xpw/s1600/DSC00826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a8tQKBLk_ww/TmM7uQIH4mI/AAAAAAAADV0/BPbVvD84Xpw/s320/DSC00826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648424023441793634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tube from MNG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price: rm29.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink top from Padini also&lt;br /&gt;Armpit hole very big, goes all the way to my waist&lt;br /&gt;-___________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price: rm15.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. T-Shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jKT0Ooi2kg/TmM7vzql8NI/AAAAAAAADWM/9Ff2DyV_3aI/s1600/DSC00821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jKT0Ooi2kg/TmM7vzql8NI/AAAAAAAADWM/9Ff2DyV_3aI/s320/DSC00821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648424050161479890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Posted this on twitter yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Zara was on sales too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought this 'cause I don't have this kind of clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price: rm39.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Bubble Gum Machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c0s3Rfin1fA/TmM7t3kkcYI/AAAAAAAADVs/b3jQUANntk0/s1600/DSC00827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c0s3Rfin1fA/TmM7t3kkcYI/AAAAAAAADVs/b3jQUANntk0/s320/DSC00827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648424016850219394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not the huge one, but miniature one&lt;br /&gt;Got this for fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother ate 90% of the M&amp;amp;Ms&lt;br /&gt;-_________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price: rm12.80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to get rid of old clothes tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Need to make room for new ones&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-3286550093963247254?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/3286550093963247254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/09/shopping-haul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/3286550093963247254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/3286550093963247254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/09/shopping-haul.html' title='Shopping Haul'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zm_pmAV6B7w/TmM7v7UMEaI/AAAAAAAADWE/8atT2lKfTmM/s72-c/DSC00824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-8721735621022907949</id><published>2011-09-02T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T21:33:51.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natie Berry'/><title type='text'>Always</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it had been so long that I haven't seen Lian Ting&lt;br /&gt;So long that the fact I don't even remember when was the last time I saw him&lt;br /&gt;So long that I don't even know how to act normal when I see him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really couldn't believe I actually get to meet him today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I said I would be good last night&lt;br /&gt;I was entirely cool toward him today&lt;br /&gt;So cool, ice cubes are jealous of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is just so nice to get to meet him&lt;br /&gt;There's no words to express it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just felt like I was whole again, in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last night while I was chatting with him&lt;br /&gt;I was smiling like a maniac&lt;br /&gt;The thing is I don't even know I was smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum was asking me why I was smiling like that&lt;br /&gt;and gave me her fishy look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fml&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this time&lt;br /&gt;Nate still looks as beautiful as ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He moves the same way as he used to&lt;br /&gt;Still wearing the same old spectacles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So throughout the whole 2 hours of badminton session today&lt;br /&gt;Me and him did not talk nor exchange eye contact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we were cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also successfully manage to refrain myself&lt;br /&gt;from chasing him around the court and tree hug him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shy *blush*, wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Wern Jun was teaching my brother how to surf shuttlecock&lt;br /&gt;Lian Ting actually lent his racquet to my brother&lt;br /&gt;*touched*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still refuse to change my racquet 'cause it has too much memories&lt;br /&gt;Plus, now that I know both me and his racquet's netting are red&lt;br /&gt;Is another good ol' reason not to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, there's a lot of similarities between us&lt;br /&gt;Because I was young and stupid I ruined the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never forgive myself for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mu67yQ-GFFo/TmDTjnhcXOI/AAAAAAAADVk/Wh0MJvnCSD4/s1600/DSC00823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mu67yQ-GFFo/TmDTjnhcXOI/AAAAAAAADVk/Wh0MJvnCSD4/s320/DSC00823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647746541580737762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-8721735621022907949?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8721735621022907949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/09/always.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8721735621022907949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8721735621022907949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/09/always.html' title='Always'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mu67yQ-GFFo/TmDTjnhcXOI/AAAAAAAADVk/Wh0MJvnCSD4/s72-c/DSC00823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-8458993341064566748</id><published>2011-08-31T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T21:47:26.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Badger Pride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It been almost a week since I join&lt;br /&gt;Being the last among other houses isn't really motivating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway,&lt;br /&gt;BADGER PRIDE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/N7wg9yDaJVE" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is the bad ass Slytherin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can already feel how mean they are&lt;br /&gt;just by watching the video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CiO3dyAT7pA" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same user made another one for Ravenclaw&lt;br /&gt;I think this was the best among others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XcJ8-qMd400" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slytherin are evil&lt;br /&gt;Gryffindor are moron&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is a Hufflepuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completely offending&lt;br /&gt;-___________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-8458993341064566748?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8458993341064566748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/08/badger-pride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8458993341064566748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8458993341064566748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/08/badger-pride.html' title='Badger Pride'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/N7wg9yDaJVE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-1787212163847605713</id><published>2011-08-27T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T23:01:33.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pottermore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is like my lucky day&lt;br /&gt;As I finally receive my Pottermore's Welcome Email today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't say Pottermore was absolutely&lt;br /&gt;FUN FUN FUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like okay, there wasn't enough interactions&lt;br /&gt;I guess they are still trying to improve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the best part of it all was you get to meet the other Potterheads!&lt;br /&gt;It's really awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just a little sneak peak on what Pottermore is like&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, the graphic is superb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first when you enter the game&lt;br /&gt;Is a little dull&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're stuck at Dursley Place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QCoV4ijbVMo/Tlj6AYToG3I/AAAAAAAADVE/J7uE9KF0dh0/s1600/Dursley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QCoV4ijbVMo/Tlj6AYToG3I/AAAAAAAADVE/J7uE9KF0dh0/s320/Dursley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645537017340631922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, you will be able to shop at Diagon Alley&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love this part, is just amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also get to buy your pet&lt;br /&gt;Which will be your avatar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get to buy your wand the last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be given seven questions&lt;br /&gt;The wand chooses it master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VMpea3BJL-Y/Tlj6AwSUUNI/AAAAAAAADVc/pCH8eMSn-5s/s1600/Wand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VMpea3BJL-Y/Tlj6AwSUUNI/AAAAAAAADVc/pCH8eMSn-5s/s320/Wand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645537023777591506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my wand&lt;br /&gt;Phoenix core, just like my username (FangPhoenix29, add me btw!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feels like it looks very much like a tree branch to me&lt;br /&gt;-________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you will go Hogwarts&lt;br /&gt;The sorting hat ceremony was omfg nervous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, questions will be given&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H9A3FFz1YVw/Tlj6AhXoKHI/AAAAAAAADVU/wPUXCqpClxk/s1600/House.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H9A3FFz1YVw/Tlj6AhXoKHI/AAAAAAAADVU/wPUXCqpClxk/s320/House.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645537019773331570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was sorted into Hufflepuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I was very disappointed&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping for Slytherin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Puffs (that's what we call ourselves) are really friendly people&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we are last in house points&lt;br /&gt;So we will motivate each other to beat Gryfinddor&lt;br /&gt;Which is currently the third&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first class was Potion&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun&lt;br /&gt;Way better than Charm and Spell Casting&lt;br /&gt;And the ingredients are also really expensive if you keep brewing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way to earn house points is to brew potion&lt;br /&gt;The other is dueling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't comment on dueling much tho&lt;br /&gt;It was under maintenance, can't duel&lt;br /&gt;-________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say my potion practice didn't go as well as I thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9jT3qbxq0I/Tlj6ApPqb9I/AAAAAAAADVM/3ZTiyTcW7Dc/s1600/Fail%2BPotion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9jT3qbxq0I/Tlj6ApPqb9I/AAAAAAAADVM/3ZTiyTcW7Dc/s320/Fail%2BPotion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645537021887410130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After 460285603487 of green gas coming out from my cauldron&lt;br /&gt;and 47520452348975 times of melting my cauldron&lt;br /&gt;I finally manage to brew it with the help of Google, fml.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why I wasn't sorted in Ravenclaw&lt;br /&gt;-___________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When doing the awakening potion&lt;br /&gt;I spill liquid everywhere&lt;br /&gt;It was disastrous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, the whole game is to find items&lt;br /&gt;You will gain one house point for every item you find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See you in Pottermore then, have fun&lt;br /&gt;Remember to add me as friends too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-1787212163847605713?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1787212163847605713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/08/pottermore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/1787212163847605713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/1787212163847605713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/08/pottermore.html' title='Pottermore!'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QCoV4ijbVMo/Tlj6AYToG3I/AAAAAAAADVE/J7uE9KF0dh0/s72-c/Dursley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-4490806694238326293</id><published>2011-08-25T18:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T21:32:08.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berry D.I.Y'/><title type='text'>Carmen's Guide to Fashion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to do a fashion post long long ago&lt;br /&gt;But I'm always busy, so yeah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*full of excuses*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I decided to do it today&lt;br /&gt;Cheers..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start of with the most basic needs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;... SHOES ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good pair of shoes bring you to good places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Quoted by BOF .. XP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMe6_Auo8iI/TlYkOkQBr9I/AAAAAAAADTE/uzwDEj6_cn8/s1600/IMG_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMe6_Auo8iI/TlYkOkQBr9I/AAAAAAAADTE/uzwDEj6_cn8/s320/IMG_0059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644739015623159762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, I know my shoes is not looking at its best.&lt;br /&gt;But they are all good shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sequences &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(idk how to spell,fml)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Shoes&lt;br /&gt;Classy enough to wear to any event&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flip Flops&lt;br /&gt;The most convenient of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot recall how many times I slip wearing these flip flops, fml&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandals are essential as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price from left to right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincci : rm69.90&lt;br /&gt;Curve's Free Market : rm10.00&lt;br /&gt;Vincci : rm69.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high heels are not essential to me&lt;br /&gt;'cause by the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;I probably can't feel my legs already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, bottoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal favourite is a nice short pair of jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YzeIKsT11Qo/TlYmhuf1qtI/AAAAAAAADUU/TI01ZnP6z4o/s1600/IMG_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YzeIKsT11Qo/TlYmhuf1qtI/AAAAAAAADUU/TI01ZnP6z4o/s320/IMG_0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644741543814605522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sungai Wang : rm15.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people look better in jeans&lt;br /&gt;While some look better in skirts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think jeans suit me better,&lt;br /&gt;especially the short ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own 5 pairs of short jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like wearing shorts &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(cotton materials)&lt;/span&gt;, btw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singlet is the best way to match with jeans&lt;br /&gt;Simple is nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y2N34Ls7qqk/TlZBcfOZUMI/AAAAAAAADU0/74FYsHNwmxQ/s1600/DSCN2413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y2N34Ls7qqk/TlZBcfOZUMI/AAAAAAAADU0/74FYsHNwmxQ/s320/DSCN2413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644771140629516482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kindly ignore my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-psC_PH-vkAo/TlYleAdsMWI/AAAAAAAADT8/cTiMWGvr8lI/s1600/IMG_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-psC_PH-vkAo/TlYleAdsMWI/AAAAAAAADT8/cTiMWGvr8lI/s320/IMG_0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644740380406329698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fake juicy couture cheat one singlet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curve Free Market : 3 for rm24.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely worth investing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2owMZs4fl24/TlYmhfs5GGI/AAAAAAAADUE/WXjP8MDINOY/s1600/IMG_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2owMZs4fl24/TlYmhfs5GGI/AAAAAAAADUE/WXjP8MDINOY/s320/IMG_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644741539842824290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My stack is like the Leaning Tower of Pisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, dresses are a must for each and every girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna show you one of my berry favourite&lt;br /&gt;Buying this dress was like love at first sight, konon-nya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YXUHVF5qbHY/TlYnHnUyYVI/AAAAAAAADUs/y5lO1O7usSs/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YXUHVF5qbHY/TlYnHnUyYVI/AAAAAAAADUs/y5lO1O7usSs/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644742194724233554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at mine, not hers&lt;br /&gt;-______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seldom wear it, only on special events&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cotton on : rm69.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's also an alternative way to get equally nice dress&lt;br /&gt;But at a cheaper price..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dress I wore during the Award Ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hFKmEYVaDxM/TlZEseIJN5I/AAAAAAAADU8/hR6nh_7F5hM/s1600/DSCN2945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hFKmEYVaDxM/TlZEseIJN5I/AAAAAAAADU8/hR6nh_7F5hM/s320/DSCN2945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644774713747650450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Black Singlet @ Curve Free Market : rm8.00&lt;br /&gt;Dress @ Sg. Wang : rm10.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a bit of masking tape to prevent the dress from slipping, fml&lt;br /&gt;Currently still seeking for solution for dress slip&lt;br /&gt;-_________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know is like so weird to post that picture&lt;br /&gt;But is the only picture with full view of my dress&lt;br /&gt;and without Wee Jian's face shoving in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accessories is a must&lt;br /&gt;Last time I'm not really into this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, yeah..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s8Q2tel8tHY/TlYkO0WCPDI/AAAAAAAADTU/dELzgI4BjYU/s1600/IMG_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s8Q2tel8tHY/TlYkO0WCPDI/AAAAAAAADTU/dELzgI4BjYU/s320/IMG_0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644739019943328818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shades @ Forever21 : rm7.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like them anymore&lt;br /&gt;Too big for my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dove Necklace @ This&amp;amp;That : rm10.00&lt;br /&gt;Feather Earrings : rm15.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feathers are the in thing now&lt;br /&gt;So, is a must!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c8OW9hMcyaY/TlYkOv0Ck-I/AAAAAAAADTM/KaDM9ugB1CI/s1600/IMG_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c8OW9hMcyaY/TlYkOv0Ck-I/AAAAAAAADTM/KaDM9ugB1CI/s320/IMG_0060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644739018727003106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bracelet @ Cotton on : rm2.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have like half a dozen of these&lt;br /&gt;Once the string worn out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take out the charm to make a new one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anklet @ Parkson's Kid Department : rm10.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My one and only watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eeaLJWQJX6M/TlYldpLoPSI/AAAAAAAADTc/T5MxrqIXb84/s1600/IMG_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eeaLJWQJX6M/TlYldpLoPSI/AAAAAAAADTc/T5MxrqIXb84/s320/IMG_0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644740374156557602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Curve : rm15.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to wear those watch with water in it to high school&lt;br /&gt;Never too old for kiddy watch, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electric Blue Nail Polish&lt;br /&gt;The current in colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0YMFHZ2AbcY/TlYld0EHFxI/AAAAAAAADTk/BTK9ZRssLK8/s1600/IMG_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0YMFHZ2AbcY/TlYld0EHFxI/AAAAAAAADTk/BTK9ZRssLK8/s320/IMG_0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644740377077815058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Face Shop : rm5.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips and Trick on how to organize your accessories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qczml9aduBc/TlYleM6qVHI/AAAAAAAADT0/Lh1qfyOzpjU/s1600/IMG_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qczml9aduBc/TlYleM6qVHI/AAAAAAAADT0/Lh1qfyOzpjU/s320/IMG_0065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644740383749067890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Magnetic hook @ Daiso : rm5.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lqupvM5IN64/TlYld5-0WEI/AAAAAAAADTs/Uqs45e0zp6A/s1600/IMG_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lqupvM5IN64/TlYld5-0WEI/AAAAAAAADTs/Uqs45e0zp6A/s320/IMG_0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644740378666227778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Organizer @ Ikea : rm5.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you think I never wear skirts in my entire life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e-7XTh0SiSo/TlYmh-OokSI/AAAAAAAADUc/Tk4Il-z8jDo/s1600/IMG_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e-7XTh0SiSo/TlYmh-OokSI/AAAAAAAADUc/Tk4Il-z8jDo/s320/IMG_0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644741548037411106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was back during the days when everyone watches Gossip Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I wore it to college&lt;br /&gt;The Twins said I look Japanese school girl&lt;br /&gt;Mr J said I looked nice *suspicious*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wear it often&lt;br /&gt;Is too short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sungai Wang : rm49.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is also always nice to DIY your own clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fringes are now the in thing&lt;br /&gt;It is also definitely DIY-able&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8b9vNNkGuFM/TlYkOJ3c6cI/AAAAAAAADS0/1KOqJyM9XLM/s1600/IMG_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8b9vNNkGuFM/TlYkOJ3c6cI/AAAAAAAADS0/1KOqJyM9XLM/s320/IMG_0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644739008540764610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AxCGwy39RMc/TlYkOSiKaDI/AAAAAAAADS8/A-JZjISIWhw/s1600/IMG_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AxCGwy39RMc/TlYkOSiKaDI/AAAAAAAADS8/A-JZjISIWhw/s320/IMG_0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644739010867390514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You might also want to be a bit more careful with the materials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is shrinking, fml&lt;br /&gt;It gets more and more revealing each and every time I wear them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is also important to take your boob size into account&lt;br /&gt;The bigger it is, the higher the slits will go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-shirt cutting is also a skill&lt;br /&gt;TQVM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Angry Bird Tee @ Sg Wang : rm15.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I'm starting to learn more about materials&lt;br /&gt;I can tell if it suitable for cutting by touch and sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, my cupbaord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-47K-6x0mtZU/TlYmhgjh-pI/AAAAAAAADUM/eXL5MjAjS-4/s1600/IMG_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-47K-6x0mtZU/TlYmhgjh-pI/AAAAAAAADUM/eXL5MjAjS-4/s320/IMG_0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644741540071996050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you realize I arrange my clothes according to colours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ...&lt;br /&gt;Mebe is not that obvious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just not that kind of person who believes in buying expensive clothings&lt;br /&gt;It really depends how you mix and match it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently using a rm5.00 bag from Cotton On&lt;br /&gt;I can use it as I please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my mum on the other hand&lt;br /&gt;Is doing a handbag collection&lt;br /&gt;-______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna stick to this bag until I find a nice one&lt;br /&gt;A bag chooses its owner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoken like a professional, chey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-4490806694238326293?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4490806694238326293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/08/carmens-guide-to-fashion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/4490806694238326293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/4490806694238326293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/08/carmens-guide-to-fashion.html' title='Carmen&apos;s Guide to Fashion'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMe6_Auo8iI/TlYkOkQBr9I/AAAAAAAADTE/uzwDEj6_cn8/s72-c/IMG_0059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-2224906374754157835</id><published>2011-08-22T18:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T19:53:25.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Log'/><title type='text'>Miang</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I'd been so busy downloading apps for my iPad2, watching K-Drama, Boys Over Flowers, I overused my internet quota. Thus, I have to survive on grandmother internet speed till next month. Dammit ...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my internet is retarded, I decided to explore my iPad's apps. It was the berry day I found my camwhore companion, motherly tears  =')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other up side is that the image is blur enough to hide my flaws (freckles etc...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhore photo begins right about here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JTopPSEoU1g/TlI0DDnm_UI/AAAAAAAADSU/sxuYgcJjUmk/s1600/IMG_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JTopPSEoU1g/TlI0DDnm_UI/AAAAAAAADSU/sxuYgcJjUmk/s320/IMG_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643630510164344130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jBIGxVFg4-M/TlI0C5l0UFI/AAAAAAAADSM/lmsTyGux6W4/s1600/IMG_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jBIGxVFg4-M/TlI0C5l0UFI/AAAAAAAADSM/lmsTyGux6W4/s320/IMG_0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643630507472474194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v_HBuk2iJUA/TlI0C2t449I/AAAAAAAADSE/hz2kyqVe5cQ/s1600/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v_HBuk2iJUA/TlI0C2t449I/AAAAAAAADSE/hz2kyqVe5cQ/s320/IMG_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643630506701022162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MlGYJdo0JLI/TlI0CghWOII/AAAAAAAADR8/8IAv1usfINQ/s1600/IMG_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MlGYJdo0JLI/TlI0CghWOII/AAAAAAAADR8/8IAv1usfINQ/s320/IMG_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643630500742838402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PsZTCFgL6ZE/TlI0DLg52UI/AAAAAAAADSc/8FPuKH9ro2k/s1600/IMG_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PsZTCFgL6ZE/TlI0DLg52UI/AAAAAAAADSc/8FPuKH9ro2k/s320/IMG_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643630512283703618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zn9xqUaVlDU/TlI0yhNLRwI/AAAAAAAADSs/VmXho5PXkRY/s1600/IMG_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zn9xqUaVlDU/TlI0yhNLRwI/AAAAAAAADSs/VmXho5PXkRY/s320/IMG_0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643631325560391426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JSYK, I wasn't syok sendiri in the pictures&lt;br /&gt;My brother was suppose to be on the right&lt;br /&gt;He ran away last minute&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thus, the syok sendiri pose&lt;br /&gt;-_______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also played around with my iPad camera&lt;br /&gt;The recording was much better than my lappie&lt;br /&gt;Especially the sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven figure out where's the microphone on my iPad&lt;br /&gt;FML, I Phail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-23a7466d5295bd08" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D23a7466d5295bd08%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331452459%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52904FB31D2F8444E91F6FB9CA7AAE9B76A8C7C8.B2987411C280CC5DE839D3F308D184C703C938E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D23a7466d5295bd08%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DR9pkNUQU8pkvxKqIMLDkd89U9uA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D23a7466d5295bd08%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331452459%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52904FB31D2F8444E91F6FB9CA7AAE9B76A8C7C8.B2987411C280CC5DE839D3F308D184C703C938E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D23a7466d5295bd08%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DR9pkNUQU8pkvxKqIMLDkd89U9uA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, with lotsa lotsa love &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-2224906374754157835?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2224906374754157835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/08/miang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2224906374754157835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2224906374754157835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/08/miang.html' title='Miang'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JTopPSEoU1g/TlI0DDnm_UI/AAAAAAAADSU/sxuYgcJjUmk/s72-c/IMG_0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-799611531789163425</id><published>2011-08-14T22:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T15:57:34.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Bitten, Twice Shy</title><content type='html'>While waiting for my video to convert, I decided to waste my time here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow was suppose to be my last day of work, but dying to taste freedom, I ended it on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one spontaneous afternoon, I walk in to my boss office and leaned at the wall and used my killer's skill, manja-ing. FTW! Worked like magic with a bit of puppy dog face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember it was Thursday when I told my boss I didn't want to work anymore. After I got my A Level's result, I couldn't even express my joy because I was stuck in that dreadful environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, my boss decided to announce my result to the whole office and I was like WTF!! He treated me lunch and kept on emphasizing me as a straight A's student. When he met his friend, he even tell him I got straight A's. In my mind, I wanted to hide underneath the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after looking at my A2 marks, I don't think I did that bad in the exam 'cause my marks was higher than AS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blogging activity is interrupted here as Janice is asking me to solve maths*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-799611531789163425?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/799611531789163425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/08/once-bitten-twice-shy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/799611531789163425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/799611531789163425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/08/once-bitten-twice-shy.html' title='Once Bitten, Twice Shy'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-724661579431754504</id><published>2011-08-01T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T22:38:40.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>My Arse, His Face</title><content type='html'>I find this so funny, I have to share.  It literally got me LoL'ing in the office today. It was from a novel I read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lo :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What did you said to the man just now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ka: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I said his face and my arse are twins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lo: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You shouldn't have said that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ka: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why not!!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lo: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause you arse is much more gorgeous that his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!? Geddit geddit?? If you don't, you have no sense of humour at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fluent is sarcasm .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-724661579431754504?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/724661579431754504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-arse-his-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/724661579431754504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/724661579431754504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-arse-his-face.html' title='My Arse, His Face'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-4664733957380756271</id><published>2011-07-22T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T00:08:58.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Log'/><title type='text'>Edge of Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; my brother messing around at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edge of Glory by none other than the awesome me me me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b04e02dd483bcd11" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db04e02dd483bcd11%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331452459%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D69F9876049BB86BAF958CF4D1DD670274904D0A3.2C2A860C3FE321C5E6BB2F73D20DF8D75BCDF980%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db04e02dd483bcd11%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_ejm4Wjg7SZGemci-V_6X2UNCIA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db04e02dd483bcd11%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331452459%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D69F9876049BB86BAF958CF4D1DD670274904D0A3.2C2A860C3FE321C5E6BB2F73D20DF8D75BCDF980%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db04e02dd483bcd11%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_ejm4Wjg7SZGemci-V_6X2UNCIA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was horrible as we shot it straight away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, you can't be too serious all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Can you!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-4664733957380756271?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4664733957380756271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/07/edge-of-glory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/4664733957380756271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/4664733957380756271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/07/edge-of-glory.html' title='Edge of Glory'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-3285032501634492552</id><published>2011-07-11T08:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T09:11:07.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berry&apos;s 100 Facts'/><title type='text'>#3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people ask,&lt;br /&gt;no doubt I will reply them that my weakness is Language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But among speaking, listening &amp;amp; writing&lt;br /&gt;My weakest is spelling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I salute my hero for creating spell check, wtf&lt;br /&gt;Or not I will probably be creating a whole new language now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall call it b-gibberish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To prove the point,&lt;br /&gt;I have print screened my convo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F0o50FsH_HU/ThpJVUZuApI/AAAAAAAADRc/dB3kf0BCCaw/s1600/Lily%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 64px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F0o50FsH_HU/ThpJVUZuApI/AAAAAAAADRc/dB3kf0BCCaw/s400/Lily%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627891314955518610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O0klN2mi3ZA/ThpJVVvFhmI/AAAAAAAADRU/8V23mxoj25A/s1600/Carmen%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 57px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O0klN2mi3ZA/ThpJVVvFhmI/AAAAAAAADRU/8V23mxoj25A/s400/Carmen%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627891315313575522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jwUQH_tY3RQ/ThpJVDXEEUI/AAAAAAAADRM/vDnZX3YGt_8/s1600/JW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 57px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jwUQH_tY3RQ/ThpJVDXEEUI/AAAAAAAADRM/vDnZX3YGt_8/s400/JW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627891310380978498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-16dJ9gFVaVQ/ThpJVFdL20I/AAAAAAAADRE/MUv8WCiywDs/s1600/Carmen%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 57px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-16dJ9gFVaVQ/ThpJVFdL20I/AAAAAAAADRE/MUv8WCiywDs/s400/Carmen%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627891310943525698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;English Phail x1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ul-fGwjOMHk/ThpJU7w55mI/AAAAAAAADQ8/NunUmFRNlw8/s1600/Lily%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 57px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ul-fGwjOMHk/ThpJU7w55mI/AAAAAAAADQ8/NunUmFRNlw8/s400/Lily%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627891308341880418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Phail x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that,&lt;br /&gt;I give you my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Fact #3&lt;/span&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/61054837448502630-3285032501634492552?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/3285032501634492552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/07/3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/3285032501634492552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/3285032501634492552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/07/3.html' title='#3'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F0o50FsH_HU/ThpJVUZuApI/AAAAAAAADRc/dB3kf0BCCaw/s72-c/Lily%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-6528442411632448396</id><published>2011-07-01T09:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T10:11:11.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Lady With A Class</title><content type='html'>Today is the 1st of July, which marks the day I have manage to survive in working environment for a month. This is an achievement!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*pats own shoulder*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually to think of it, is less than a month 'cause I only started on 2nd week of June. I don't care, is still one month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my salary yesterday, waiting it to clear. Once that it is clear, I will reward myself a cup of Ice Blended Starbucks. But I will have to wait till after my period which is middle of next month -____- I don't want to risk having period pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other reason is that I want to use the RM48 Starbucks Cold Cup I bought. I feel guilty for neglecting it by only using to drink mineral water, only use is once in a blue moon. On the other hand, I bought this Starbucks Hot Cup &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(since the other one is cold, this should be hot)&lt;/span&gt; not long ago and had been using it everyday in office to drink tea. Like lady with class, FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once, I was fungry. So I decided to make a hearty and wholesome &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Milo + Oatmeal&lt;/span&gt;. The sad part was, the Oatmeal got stuck at the opening that I had to suck it out like a baby drinking milk -_________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the morning, I have to wait for an hour till the office door is open. So I learn to spend my morning eating in a mamak stall and reading novel. I go to the same mamak stall everyday, until the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aneh&lt;/span&gt; also can read my mind and know what I want to order, fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I type a bit too fast until I finish everyone's works and we ended up too free. So the staffs told be to relax a bit and do slower. So I decided to slow down my pace by logging into Facebook the whole day &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(until I also don't know what to do in FB)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, that didn't work out. I was like, if I go any slower I might as well come alternative days -________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is 10.08am in the morning. I am at my office updating my blog. That's life ...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s - I collect water tumblers, I know is weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-6528442411632448396?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/6528442411632448396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/07/lady-with-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6528442411632448396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6528442411632448396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/07/lady-with-class.html' title='Lady With A Class'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-2044296823687605120</id><published>2011-06-28T13:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T13:51:22.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I'm Superstitious About</title><content type='html'>After reading Timothy's blog. I reckon I should write something about my superstition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. I never throw away books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always believe throwing away books is like throwing away knowledge. But I can't be keeping my books forever, so I will usually give away or recycle it. Recycle is giving back to mother earth, not throwing away, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Always sleep before 12 midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid of the dark, fml. Therefore I strongly prefer to sleep before midnight. I'm also afraid of silence, that's why I find it more comforting sharing room with my brother. Is very hard fall me to fall asleep when I'm alone. Yeah, call me a coward T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, I actually don't have much superstitions. Probably because I'm a free thinker lah. This post damn pointless -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Hey, Bitch!! If you're reading this, just want to tell you I miss you so much!! I miss doing all the best ass stuffs with you in school. Especially when we were writing bad about our form teacher at Yi Xin's book and almost got caught red-handed. It was priceless!! Have fun in UK, lotsa lotsa loves and hugs and kisses from me to you! Muackxx!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Slut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-2044296823687605120?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2044296823687605120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/things-im-superstitious-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2044296823687605120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2044296823687605120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/things-im-superstitious-about.html' title='Things I&apos;m Superstitious About'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-5267027775236102452</id><published>2011-06-23T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T20:53:24.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pottermore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;News :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To all Harry Potter's fans, JK Rowling is coming up with this website called&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;Pottermore&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. What it is about is yet to be review, the site will only officially open on October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back to Reality, fuck yeah..! :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rU7NDifj4cQ?rel=0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though I was disappointed that there didn't put up hand mime.&lt;br /&gt;I posted it up 'cause Mr Jaya looks so cute at 0:45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-5267027775236102452?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/5267027775236102452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/pottermore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/5267027775236102452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/5267027775236102452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/pottermore.html' title='Pottermore'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rU7NDifj4cQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-5808419260687111562</id><published>2011-06-20T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T22:29:37.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berry Zzz'/><title type='text'>Dream No.3</title><content type='html'>I had this dream few nights ago, suppose to blog about it but i forget. Now I only can recall fragments of the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I cannot even recall which night was it -________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my college friends were chilling in a shopping mall. They are Lily, Ying Phin, Li Hui, Yi Ning &amp;amp; Ji Tsong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were at the this dessert shop, but we didn't order anything from them. Instead we ordered Starbucks. Then out of no reason, Ji Tsong scold me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(which was really pathetic!)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, this staff from the dessert shop came and scold all of us because we didn't order anything from them. She said she will report us to police 'cause we bring outside food into her shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Lily decided to run for our life, we hide at Giant and try to find a way out. Then we stumble upon this aisle with clip on hair extension. I told Lily to use this to disguise ourselves so the staff won't be able to recognize us. I remember I tried on really bright colour highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to the clothing section to look for cheap clothes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I like to buy cheap t-shirt to do t-shirt cutting)&lt;/span&gt;, Ying Phin came and warn us to run, 'cause the staff found us. I told them to wait 'cause I was looking for my size, sadly all the size is either Large or Extra Large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I forgot the rest, fml.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-5808419260687111562?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/5808419260687111562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/dream-no3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/5808419260687111562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/5808419260687111562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/dream-no3.html' title='Dream No.3'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-1375064113231550498</id><published>2011-06-20T22:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T19:29:49.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berry&apos;s 100 Facts'/><title type='text'>#2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;TRYPANOPHOBIA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&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/61054837448502630-1375064113231550498?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1375064113231550498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/1375064113231550498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/1375064113231550498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/2.html' title='#2'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click at your own risk&lt;br /&gt;I will not be responsible if your ears start to bleed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kiddin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-2531172121640010373?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2531172121640010373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/rolling-in-deep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2531172121640010373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2531172121640010373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/rolling-in-deep.html' title='Rolling In The Deep'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-2197441392788182172</id><published>2011-06-16T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T21:04:48.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Like A Boss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was bored&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to as Ji Tsong about his name&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am that lifeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wPCXBZ6UOqY/Tfn8wgADCGI/AAAAAAAADQk/JwVMT4P-QLs/s1600/Augustine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wPCXBZ6UOqY/Tfn8wgADCGI/AAAAAAAADQk/JwVMT4P-QLs/s400/Augustine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618799920275458146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was like "right in your face" moment&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, why are guys nowadays so mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the day before I talk to Nate about&lt;br /&gt;how a  beautiful friendship of ours are ruined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wleNKJqxGqc/Tfn8v6h_78I/AAAAAAAADQc/596jJ3si_8E/s1600/Nathaniel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 390px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wleNKJqxGqc/Tfn8v6h_78I/AAAAAAAADQc/596jJ3si_8E/s400/Nathaniel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618799910217314242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's why it's so fun to talk to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate's real name is Ryan&lt;br /&gt;Before Ryan, he was Jeffrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like&lt;br /&gt;"you must be kiddin' me, Jeffry sounds like old man"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found both of these guys have very similar personalities&lt;br /&gt;Except one is more particular, the other is one messier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, both of em' pretty much like to scold me&lt;br /&gt;They must be long lost brothers.&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/61054837448502630-2197441392788182172?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2197441392788182172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/like-boss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2197441392788182172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2197441392788182172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/like-boss.html' title='Like A Boss'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wPCXBZ6UOqY/Tfn8wgADCGI/AAAAAAAADQk/JwVMT4P-QLs/s72-c/Augustine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-6496728566944123342</id><published>2011-06-14T20:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T20:54:50.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bomb Shell</title><content type='html'>Karaoke session with bunch of friends were awesome, will post about it later or when Ms Sek upload the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my second week of working life, it was hell at first. But I'm mentally adjusting to the new environment, so far so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn how to type certain legal documents, so watch out if you owe bank money. I have my eyes all over  you! Learned how to use a photocopy machine too, I think that was the best part (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm so jakun&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I think was one of the worst day ever. I waited for an hour and a half for the bloody staff to arrive and open the door. I was also the only girl in my department which isn't on leave -_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm new, and I know nothing. I spent my whole day in office facebooking and tweeting. When there's lawyer, I have to pretend I look busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly one lawyer asked me to call The Star. I was like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WTF!!? You must be kidding me&lt;/span&gt;", thank God I manage to sound professional. Proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that he gave me another document and ask me to fax it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen:&lt;/span&gt; I don't know how to use the fax machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lawyer:&lt;/span&gt; WHAT!!? You don't know how to use? I teach you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*walk over to fax machine*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lawyer:&lt;/span&gt; How do you put this paper? Which side to face up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen:&lt;/span&gt; -___________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had this little chat with Nate over FB. I feel really nice talking to him at times, we have this really complicated relationship, we know each other fairly well but we're just not close to each other. Is like there's always this barrier between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can talk to him bt guys I fancy in collge and he wouldn't get jealous, he is just cool like that. We also talked a bit about our past, although he refuse to talk about it. He also refuse to talk about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his girl&lt;/span&gt;, which I really don't know what happen to them now. All I know that he was rejected =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-6496728566944123342?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/6496728566944123342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/bomb-shell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6496728566944123342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6496728566944123342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/bomb-shell.html' title='Bomb Shell'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-2834746049530734396</id><published>2011-06-12T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T17:43:21.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berry&apos;s 100 Facts'/><title type='text'>#1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I do not have a middle name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/61054837448502630-2834746049530734396?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2834746049530734396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2834746049530734396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2834746049530734396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/1.html' title='#1'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-3690597468997684603</id><published>2011-06-05T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T22:11:48.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not So Long Ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I posted on twitter yesterday that I will dig out all the old photos for FB&lt;br /&gt;Misson failed, so I have to dig out from my own blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/52b44be5.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with my last year participating in Tropz' Sports Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb4g6xXtZ1g/TeuGrWxeM2I/AAAAAAAADQE/5u5TXNQp8iU/s1600/2569_72197422760_642807760_1660645_1732175_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb4g6xXtZ1g/TeuGrWxeM2I/AAAAAAAADQE/5u5TXNQp8iU/s320/2569_72197422760_642807760_1660645_1732175_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614729439853032290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was probably one of the most tragic day ever&lt;br /&gt;The day before rained Whales &amp;amp; Dolphins&lt;br /&gt;So my so called train was soaked with Mud on the day itself&lt;br /&gt;Marching had never been any harder, fml&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually came out with the theme - Peacock&lt;br /&gt;I think Green House deserve to be Glam for at least one year&lt;br /&gt;'Cause most of the time we were either&lt;br /&gt;Army, sakai or army. FOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look so fugly that day, I want to go kill myself&lt;br /&gt;The only thing which is pretty is the sign&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kiera did it together&lt;br /&gt;We didn't realize we don't have to mirror-image the letter J&lt;br /&gt;That's why the J  turn out the other way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our school changes the PJ shirt almost every year&lt;br /&gt;Hence, the varieties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zVi131YmWVk/TeuGrwFcFuI/AAAAAAAADQU/os5jeVu_haU/s1600/Picture%2B034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zVi131YmWVk/TeuGrwFcFuI/AAAAAAAADQU/os5jeVu_haU/s320/Picture%2B034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614729446647666402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you click on the picture&lt;br /&gt;My expression will probably tell you I'm having a war with&lt;br /&gt;whatever-is-poking-my-feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is back during the Form 4 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z-XHl5PccTM/TeuGaPIa7iI/AAAAAAAADP0/hg-FTxlsVs4/s1600/Picture%2B007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z-XHl5PccTM/TeuGaPIa7iI/AAAAAAAADP0/hg-FTxlsVs4/s320/Picture%2B007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614729145744027170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rs3vss7tUnY/TeuGZ0NrnpI/AAAAAAAADPs/UO3xgY4ejnk/s1600/Picture%2B038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rs3vss7tUnY/TeuGZ0NrnpI/AAAAAAAADPs/UO3xgY4ejnk/s320/Picture%2B038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614729138518335122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's my Math teacher, Pn Gan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XjflDoQkrDA/TeuGZoS8clI/AAAAAAAADPk/RZMWEyZWor0/s1600/Picture%2B039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XjflDoQkrDA/TeuGZoS8clI/AAAAAAAADPk/RZMWEyZWor0/s320/Picture%2B039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614729135319183954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I very cleary remember this is during EST&lt;br /&gt;There's my darling Nathaniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BBvmdrEwuFM/TeuGZYXBdlI/AAAAAAAADPc/4YKlteyrddY/s1600/Picture%2B043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BBvmdrEwuFM/TeuGZYXBdlI/AAAAAAAADPc/4YKlteyrddY/s320/Picture%2B043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614729131041322578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's Miss Tan&lt;br /&gt;That's Benjamin sitting on teacher's table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, that's how we Tropicana-ians study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8QtzITMMdHs/TeuGaiWA6bI/AAAAAAAADP8/krBLQqekiIU/s1600/Picture%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8QtzITMMdHs/TeuGaiWA6bI/AAAAAAAADP8/krBLQqekiIU/s320/Picture%2B006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614729150901316018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's during free period&lt;br /&gt;Nate is sitting next to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/th_117_.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Form 4, me and Nate are closer&lt;br /&gt;Since it was the first year we were classmates&lt;br /&gt;I was crazy over him back then&lt;br /&gt;So, when there's him, there's always me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-29qIPUGfFQw/TeuF2-HS5AI/AAAAAAAADPM/Z12peZulFAE/s1600/1_574986271l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-29qIPUGfFQw/TeuF2-HS5AI/AAAAAAAADPM/Z12peZulFAE/s320/1_574986271l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614728539880481794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I use to like to pat his head&lt;br /&gt;So loving, wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me playing with Nate is completely normal thing in class&lt;br /&gt;You can see even the girl beside me doesn't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also some stalkers who like to take pictures of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/3eb4e7b3.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KPlySgaWNGU/TeuF2lqm4II/AAAAAAAADPE/OnWsaP47w9g/s1600/1_561493907l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KPlySgaWNGU/TeuF2lqm4II/AAAAAAAADPE/OnWsaP47w9g/s320/1_561493907l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614728533317705858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's me pretending the be the leaning tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZh2SmO5SV8/TeuF2THYt0I/AAAAAAAADO8/hZNP8i52eCE/s1600/1_240492526l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZh2SmO5SV8/TeuF2THYt0I/AAAAAAAADO8/hZNP8i52eCE/s320/1_240492526l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614728528338138946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me kidnapping Nate's pencil case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once his pencil case broke&lt;br /&gt;So I tried to fix it&lt;br /&gt;But made it worse instead&lt;br /&gt;He have to buy a new one in the end, FHL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hCbRplRs1Bo/TeuF3bO3PwI/AAAAAAAADPU/7PYZ-G1obs0/s1600/1_683085211l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hCbRplRs1Bo/TeuF3bO3PwI/AAAAAAAADPU/7PYZ-G1obs0/s320/1_683085211l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614728547696852738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just being myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OnIxNwVN_AE/TeuF2GBS30I/AAAAAAAADO0/8QVk2JuQtro/s1600/1_722661319l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OnIxNwVN_AE/TeuF2GBS30I/AAAAAAAADO0/8QVk2JuQtro/s320/1_722661319l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614728524822929218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pn Siti made me partner with him during History&lt;br /&gt;I almost died there.&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/61054837448502630-3690597468997684603?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/3690597468997684603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/not-so-long-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/3690597468997684603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/3690597468997684603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/not-so-long-ago.html' title='Not So Long Ago'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb4g6xXtZ1g/TeuGrWxeM2I/AAAAAAAADQE/5u5TXNQp8iU/s72-c/2569_72197422760_642807760_1660645_1732175_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-8661827350485280026</id><published>2011-06-03T10:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T10:24:39.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berry Zzz'/><title type='text'>Dream No.2</title><content type='html'>Just woke up from a dream, and it was like completely WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night of 2nd June 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First Part:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to SMK Tropicana, there was road run event. And the students Form 5 and above cannot run 'cause we are too old (like, wtf!) So I stayed back with the rest to do some boring activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to yam cha session with schoolmates later. I ordered chicken rice and shared with Sook Hwa, since I have something to do I ask her to eat first. I manage to steal Nate's properties. Went back and Sook Hwa ate everything. She refuse to pay back, so I angrily went to college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went into the Auditorium, it was crowded with students from different departments. They ask each of us to sign a form to acknowledge our death, Mr Jaya and Mr Oo were in charge of giving out the forms. He said Pre U's Cremation was white colour style, which means we are gonna be burn from legs to head, FOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us ran away. Yi Ning donated RM40,000.oo so she was spared. I ran to my mum's car and we drove off and was chased by some big head in KDU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Next Part:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the Audi again, they made us sing the Cell Respiration Song, since Lily knows the lyrics she have to lead us. Ms Tan came and sat next to me, she told me I did very bad in English but she was pointing at my Chemistry Paper -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ngui came along and I told them we are all gonna die. The End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-8661827350485280026?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8661827350485280026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/dream-no2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8661827350485280026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8661827350485280026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/dream-no2.html' title='Dream No.2'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-7394278322622848580</id><published>2011-06-02T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T16:09:58.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lady with a Class</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I sat for my very last paper of A Level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat for Biology Paper 4,  the first thing I saw on the front page is there's 9 subjective questions and 1 essay to be completely in 2 hours. My heart skip a bit &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/e111de78.gif"&gt;, usually is only 8 plus 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have to do like lightning fast, manage to finish everything in 1hour and 45mins. I thought the paper was okay, a little bit better compare to the rest I sat for, just a whee bit. Probably is because it was the last paper and my mind was clear of other subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the paper, we were ask to stay for a while to have "the talk" with Miss Chee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we head to 1u to sorta like celebrate. They were 10 of us, the guys were in charge of driving. Six people was in a Viva, and the other four have a even split in two MyVi. I have to thanks all the six people who sacrifice themselves and shove me into Ji Tsong's car.&lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/th_116_.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it was a damn fun ride until he started screaming at me in the car &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/63d4808b.gif"&gt;. We were the first car to leave college, and the last one to arrive. Because Ji Tsong forget where he parks his car and he had to go to the parking lot to check. I actually know where he parks, he just don't trust me, fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. We finally met up with the rest of the eight, and I was fungry. We went to Garden for food. I was so fungry, I finish the whole plate of spaghetti. FTW!! &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/8f337f1c.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for this movie, The Priest. It was okay, KTHXBAI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that's when all the sad drama comes. It was also probably the last time we will see each other for a while. All the girls &lt;strike&gt;molested&lt;/strike&gt; hugged each other and the guys remain as cool as ever, where's the fun you tell me. Then we departed. &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/d33561e9.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, we were stuck in curve for like 30 minutes. Where if normally would take me 5 minutes to go back from 1U. Reached home safe and sound, washed up and black out on bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... And I never dreamt of Chemistry anymore that night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-7394278322622848580?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/7394278322622848580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/lady-with-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/7394278322622848580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/7394278322622848580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/06/lady-with-class.html' title='A Lady with a Class'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-6728936515382182331</id><published>2011-05-25T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T20:30:35.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Truly Hot</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my last Chemistry class with Mr George, we did intensive revision. He gave us this set of papers which we are suppose to finish in 3 hours time. The papers were so thick, my mother also cannot recognize me already. &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/th_116_.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen were so nice yesterday, she bought me and Li Hui each a starbucks.&lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/f529a952.gif" /&gt; So, Chemistry class wasn't that bad after all. But since I had Chinese Herb Tea before I left home, and Starbucks at college. My bladder was about to burst, fml.&lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/th_082_.gif" /&gt; But I can't go to the restroom because Mr George was going super fast. So I was like &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/th_115_.gif" /&gt; through out the class, until Mr George decide to go out of class probably for a &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/023.gif" /&gt;. So I &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/bikep1.gif" /&gt; the the restroom like a superman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class ended, but it was a sad one. It was my last my last class with all of them. It was also Mr George last day in teaching a KDU.&lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/1b38f9e2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after I left college, I sms-ed Yugen telling that I am gonna miss him so much after tomorrow's paper. &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/048.gif" /&gt; He didn't reply my message loh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back, continue with Chemistry again. But I guess my brain doesn't want to take in anymore &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/053.gif" /&gt;. So, I decided to do what I can and those which I can't I just have to make a bet for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I sat for my Chemistry paper. After I was seated at my place, Yugen came and sat next to me. The first thing he said was "miss me!? &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/th_113_.gif" /&gt; ". And I was like &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/th_089_02.gif" /&gt; . If I knew he was gonna sit next to me, I wouldn't have sms-ed him. Awkward &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/th_093.gif" /&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the 1(a) question was like &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/d5f02ecd.gif" /&gt; . The more questions I did, it went from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/3eb4e7b3.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/4519626a.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/d582d79f.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/077.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/5c745924.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/e111de78.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/3070242c.gif" /&gt;      &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/th_107_.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/cfed93e2.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/485c3a61.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they collected the paper, Yugen turn to me and &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/088.gif" /&gt; . I hate him. &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/punchp1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this is an unnecessary long and detailed post. I just want to try out all the emoticons. &lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/th_084_.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-6728936515382182331?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/6728936515382182331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-truly-hot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6728936515382182331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6728936515382182331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-truly-hot.html' title='I am Truly Hot'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-8165212647516371397</id><published>2011-05-23T13:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T14:01:38.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berry Zzz'/><title type='text'>Dream No.1</title><content type='html'>One thing that I have to agree on Pisces is that they are absolutely dreamy people. *superstitious,wtf*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just these few weeks, I had been having some really long and weird shyt episode of dreams. I decided to write down every dream that I dream of before I forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, 22th May 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to high school. Me and Lily were the only one in college while the rest were still in high school. Some students were getting ready to go to KDU for this Pei King Duck Cooking Competition (wtf).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Nate walking into the school, like reflex action, I flew to him and cling on to him like a Koala bear hugging a tree. He fought back at first, but eventually he gave up. I smelled his scent for God knows how long with my eyes closed, breathing in every moment (wtf).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate was a head shorted than I am, and he looked exactly like Hunchback of Nottingham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School bell rang, me and Lily have to go back to college. We got no transport back, so Weng Nam lend us his Atos.  Lily drove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily drove like super fast (fml) and we reached this place called Central where it suppose to be a shortcut to our college. Out of no where, Ji Tsong was with us -_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this place was like a illegal short cut. You have to go into the shopping mall, go to basement level 4 and walk to this secret room without being caught by this fat woman. Being ignorant as I am, I dragged the luggage case (also appear out of no reason) lazily across the parking lot. The fat woman saw us, we ran into the toilet and pretend to be using the restroom. While the fat woman ransacked my handbag to look for evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We manage to escape. Then Lily drove us to this super market and she ask us to get out of the car while she park it. Ji Tsong and I were chased by some gangsta and we have to run for our life with a bicycle. I don't know how to cycle (true story) and bang everywhere. Eventually, Lily came and three of us cycle away on the same bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up from dream 'cause I really have to use the bathroom. FML&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-8165212647516371397?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8165212647516371397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/05/dream-no1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8165212647516371397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8165212647516371397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/05/dream-no1.html' title='Dream No.1'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-4705254024585745346</id><published>2011-05-20T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T22:33:52.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F.Berry.L'/><title type='text'>A Letter to my 16 Years Old Self</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear 16 years old me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats on making it to science stream and finally becoming classmates with Nathaniel. But you probably want to know that between you and him, is just gonna get worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day before your sweet 16th, Nate will accidentally break your anklet. You will break down in tears and cried, Nate will then come over and sit next to you and embrace you. You continue to pretend to cry because you want him next to you and feel his warmth. Next thing you know, you will see him cry. Tears that is for you and meant for only you. Suddenly it seems nothing matters at all, 'cause he is your everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On your birthday, he called you. Sang you a birthday song, your heart melted and you regretted that you never record the conversation. For the next two years together as classmates, you spent most of your time in school chasing him around. It was weird for your other classmates as first, but later it was just one of the most common routine you repeat everyday in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You start reading Twilight and became obsess with Vampires. At times, you will pretend that you're a vampire in school and start biting every arm you can laid your tooth on. You never fail to leave your tooth mark on Nate's arm, your friend call it as love mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will meet Lily, and she's probably 1 of the few girlfriends you will get in high school. Because God knows why almost all the girls hate you in high school. You will also have Zakira , your best friend forever. Always there for you no matter rain or shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Form 5, you will meet your other new girlfriend. Her name is YiXin, and the only subject you will probably beat her in is Math. You will spend half a year sitting next to her pretending to be as smart as her.  But the sad truth is, you will never be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Form 5 is gonna be your busy year, you will be visiting a lot of colleges and participating a lot of competitions. But the best part of all these competitions are Nate is usually part of it too. The school decided to train you up to become the Chairperson of the year. But due to the fact all the events clash with your competitions, you only manage to host one debate competition at Zone level. It will be a horrible experience because everyone laughed at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You participated 2 competitions held by KDU College, which later is a place you will attend for your tertiary education. You participate in Math and Science competition, SMK Tropicana was the only school that didn't manage to win anything and was also the first school to be escorted out.  You only manage to be in Top 10 of Comet Challenge, because you was too busy admiring the glass and forget to line up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You was chosen for NS, you suck! You sat for your SPM. You were very sad because it was finally the time for you to leave Nate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enroll in KDU College in January. You will meet nice people. Nate flew to England for 3 months, and you missed him dearly. As time goes by, you will find out that you have moved one and Nate suddenly doesn't matters anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took part to host a Dance Competition for Secondary School. You designed name tags with picture of a couple who looks like they are making out. But is okay, no one realize it until after the competition. You're safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy confessed to you, you rejected him. Never talked to him ever since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wore Saree for the first time for Malaysian Studies presentation. Saree fell down, Brian looked, you shy shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took part in MKM as a usherer and Hand Mimer. Become a walking zombie for at least a month,  half asleep in every class you attend. Your got a screwed up trials' result that you have to hide it from your parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will join handmine again for the second time while in the midst of sitting for your AS exam. Despite all the distraction, you manage to Ace your AS result and crown yourself hero,wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part one with your  classmates. Decide to give Harry Potter novels a chance. Ji Tsong will  kindly borrow you his whole collection, in return you help him wrap his  novels. You fell in love with the novels. Since then, you will pretend  to be a wizard and your pen will be your wand.  Pretend my friends are  muggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Port Dickson, is gonna be your most relaxing trip that you ever had. Met the most humble guy on earth on the last day of the trip. You find him crush-able. Few months after that, rumors spread and you're screw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Participated in the last event, a charity play meant to raise fund for the cancer child. You become the costume designer and dreamt about drowning in pile of Kathleen's  every night after the play. Brain molest your face. Lily dolled you up for the big night, you meet two new guys who sooner confess to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try to be in a relationship, but it didn't work out. You rejected the other guy 'cause you know none of them is gonna be 'your' guy. You like being single, the freedom the flirt with every guy you can laid your eyes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy you try to be in relationship will remind you how you use to annoy Nate when you were 16th. How you regretted it very much, how you wish that you could just start everything over again. But you will learn that what not meant to be yours will never be yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 19 years old you who took up a new habit of eating her hair. Please do not do that in future, 'cause all your friends find it disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Love, Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-4705254024585745346?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4705254024585745346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/05/letter-to-my-16-years-old-self.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/4705254024585745346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/4705254024585745346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/05/letter-to-my-16-years-old-self.html' title='A Letter to my 16 Years Old Self'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-7518508231064059119</id><published>2011-05-19T13:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T14:01:59.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 down 2 to go</title><content type='html'>In a blink of an eye, I had already sat for more than half of my papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word to sum it up, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFGWTGBBQSAUCE-I-WANT-TO-DAI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first paper I sat for was Mechanics. Use to be my least favourite subject, now I want to upgrade it to be my favourite, wtf. Out of the 4 papers I sat for, this is the only paper I find it reasonable. Not to say easy, but at least can answer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same day I also sat for Chemistry P5. The first question was okay, the second was a complete disaster. All of us counted the solubility using different method, so there were a lot of different answers among us. Out of so many people, me and Ji Tsong are the only one who drew curve for the graph -________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there came Biology P5. Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse the Chemistry. It was so hard, it took me 10minutes to decided which questions to start first. Eventually, I lost my interest on the paper. I took a 2 minutes break and sang "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ABC song&lt;/span&gt;", just to check if everyone was seated according to the alphabetical order. Then I couldn't see the last person, so I kinda moved around to check who was that. I must have looked like I am cheating 'cause the invigilators was starring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I sat for Pure Math and it wasn't easy either, FML. I was already annoyed that I have to miss out two questions that I couldn't solve, and this Korean guy who sat in front of me was definitely testing my patient. I have this constant urge to take my black pen and stab him to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't know how he sit one. He keep pushing his chair back and hit my table, as if my table wasn't already shaky enough. I have to support my table just so it won't make any noise when I erase.  And when he feels like he is too far away from his table, he pull his table back instead of his chair going to the front -_________- He keep pushing his chair back and my table keep shaking, and the whole routine lasted for 1hour and 45mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, his chair was literally sticking to my table, stabbing him  with my black pen was probably easier than solving math question. He should be grateful that he didn't walk out of LHE with a black pen errected on his head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-7518508231064059119?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/7518508231064059119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/05/4-down-2-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/7518508231064059119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/7518508231064059119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/05/4-down-2-to-go.html' title='4 down 2 to go'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-6454132693994321698</id><published>2011-05-14T12:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T12:44:59.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Box Full of Kisse</title><content type='html'>So during the last day of Biology Class, my class gave Mr Jaya an empty cake box  as a present. Mr Jaya actually took it, but whether is he is still keeping the box now, I'm not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went up to him and told him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sir, keep this box. Blow flying kisses into the box and give it to your girlfriend and have her to keep the box"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any normal person would think that I'm some crazy idiot talking stuffs like this. Oh yes, even Mr Jaya. You should had seen the look on his face. But I think he is use the it, as I don't really make sense all the time too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what you didn't know was, that the blowing kisses into the box wasn't some nonsense made up by me. It was actually a story that I presented to the school for public speaking when I was in Form 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story was titled "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Box Full of Kisses&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The man was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found out the box was empty. He yelled at her, stating, "Don't you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside? The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and cried, "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box. They're all for you, Daddy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only a short time later, an accident took the life of the child. It is also told that her father kept that gold box by his bed for many years and, whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a very real sense, each one of us, as humans beings, have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses... from our children, family members, friends, and God. There is simply no other possession, anyone could hold, more precious than this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My public speaking skill was dead awesome 'cause by the of my public speaking one of the Penolong Kanan cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, actually I wasn't awesome at all. I was dead nervous, I vomited out the whole story in 30 seconds and barely anyone knew what I was mumbling on the stage. The Penolong Kanan cried was because my story reminded her the recent death of her son in an accident. FML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-6454132693994321698?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/6454132693994321698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/05/box-full-of-kisse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6454132693994321698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6454132693994321698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/05/box-full-of-kisse.html' title='A Box Full of Kisse'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-8410434045191729617</id><published>2011-05-11T10:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T11:22:19.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm cool like that.</title><content type='html'>So today, I decided to take a 5 minutes break from studying and just blog and rant all I want. Sometimes, I swear I'm gonna be mentally  ill if I study anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last week, me and Ying Phin decide to go through our exam timetables. To my utter horror, I have 4 papers in the 1st week! But luckily, the papers are only maths and practical papers. I can't imagine if my paper 4 are crammed in there as well, I might as well be in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda okay, leaving paper 4 aside for a while only to start after my 1st week of exams.  But after reading my friend comments on Facebook, there comes all the guilt. Because as I practice for Math and Practical papers, I'm starting to forget everything else, fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are quite jealous with my exam timetables, as I start late and ends early. Well, those thing doesn't come without a price tag for sure. Four papers in the 1st week, one paper the following week and another paper the following week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can start eating up my books during the last two weeks and I shall be free from Pre-U! And start breaking my skull on what to study for degree. I hate this part where you have to decide which path to take. Can't someone decide for me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days, I have given a lot of thoughts on what degree to take on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of Pharmacist, but I'm kinda lazy to take the English requirement paper. Sigh, someone please just kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought of BioScience, as they only require 1119 for English requirement. So I'm kinda stuck between these two -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For BioScience, there was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food Science &amp;amp; Nutrition&lt;/span&gt;. Is kinda nice, I mean you study about food and in this course you can even learn a bit of culinary. You can choose 2 electives, accounting and business and all those stuffs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BioScience.&lt;/span&gt; That's when my dear friend LING YI XIN came in and crush my dream! She told me is about analyzing urine and feaces in hospital. I can't even get myself to smell the synthetic urine during last practical, fml.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BioTech&lt;/span&gt;. Is all about human genes and genome, which include forensic. But in Malaysia, you will probably not get a job. Because all you get is corruption and sex tape.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Till then .. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-8410434045191729617?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8410434045191729617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-cool-like-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8410434045191729617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8410434045191729617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-cool-like-that.html' title='I&apos;m cool like that.'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-8300818188667660782</id><published>2011-04-30T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T23:07:40.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time of My Life</title><content type='html'>Taking the opportunity to blog, might not have time next month. A2 is coming  in less than 2 weeks time, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;le sigh&lt;/span&gt;. I have yet to copy the timetables, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fml&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was basically the last class for every subjects. Except for Chemistry though, rain or shine there's always classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we sorta took a group pictures with all our lecturers except Mechanics. Okay &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;, I feel a whee bit guilty for that. Mr Anuar must be sad =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a farewell party with our beloved Mr Jaya, and invited Mr Jefri along. Sigh, Imma gonna miss Mr Jaya so much! He's just so funny and such drama queen. I am going to miss him teaching me hand mime too, best time of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the party starts, we went for Pizza hunting, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Atria-TTDI-Atria&lt;/span&gt;. All the shops only open at 11am, and the party starts at 11am. Nowadays people are so damn lazy, serve you all right to be fat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ji Tsong, Peter, Yi Qing, Lily and I were in the car. Peter and Ji Tsong was fighting over the radio to compete whose bluetooth could connect first -___- At the end, Ji Tsong won. All of us sing to our heart contents when it comes to familiar lyrics, Peter turned the volume down because he said he hated group singing -______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the end, he tuned up the volume and we all singing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;togeder-geder...!&lt;/span&gt; It was so much fun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party was nice, but I hope it had been longer. My friends nagged me about picking out red beans from my cake. I hate red beans, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FYI&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no culinary, so we all ate with hands. So when it comes to picking out my red beans, I was literally digging into the cake. It wasn't a good sight at all, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh no..! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't eat any kind of beans &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(except baked beans)&lt;/span&gt;, raisins, prunes and dried fruits. So you might want to keep that in mind =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite fruit juice is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;red dragon fruit + mango&lt;/span&gt; , is heaven!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-8300818188667660782?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8300818188667660782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/04/time-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8300818188667660782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8300818188667660782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/04/time-of-my-life.html' title='Time of My Life'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-2465756264411798634</id><published>2011-04-27T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T20:34:24.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Unproductive Day</title><content type='html'>Today received a message from Mr Jaya early in the morning that biology Class is cancel. I refuse to forward the message to everyone else. Because I know all of them too well that they will skip mathematics's test. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ha! Don't deny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since biology class is cancel, the biology's students got about 5 hours till the next class after the math's test. Later on, the physics's students were informed that their class is cancel as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had a heated 30mins discussion about where to spend our time. Finally, the guys decide to go cyber cafe. While the girls go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed Janice back, but her car kinda got stuck in the parking lot. So we called Ji Tsong to help her reverse her car out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took quite some time to free her car, when he finally get out of the spot, Ji Tsong suddenly drove very fast around the parking area. I became paranoid, and start screaming. -___- I damn scare he bangs other cars then we all die, okay!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Janice is sending me back, we spontaneously decided to go to her house and bake. The next thing we know is that we are already at her place reading cookies recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took us approximately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;an hour to decided what cookies to bake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;an hour to buy ingredient and lunch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 hours to bake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;15mins to fly back to college&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;The first batch of cookies was overcook 'cause we went down to rescue Janice's hand phone. The following batches was under cook -_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We brought 3 box of cookies to college. 2 for our classmates, 1 for me to bring back home. But the end of the class, I only left half a box to bring home -______- I underestimated their appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I shall now end this post with ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TJ7V4litWb0/TbgH1ZoMcuI/AAAAAAAADOo/4UUrBKbri74/s1600/DSC00691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TJ7V4litWb0/TbgH1ZoMcuI/AAAAAAAADOo/4UUrBKbri74/s320/DSC00691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600234750629147362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... Janice's atomic bombed bedroom!&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-2465756264411798634?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2465756264411798634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/04/very-unproductive-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2465756264411798634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2465756264411798634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/04/very-unproductive-day.html' title='A Very Unproductive Day'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TJ7V4litWb0/TbgH1ZoMcuI/AAAAAAAADOo/4UUrBKbri74/s72-c/DSC00691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-9155253284938201907</id><published>2011-04-20T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T20:33:56.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Have a Middle Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From yesterday's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Forever 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uhOp8rowKgY/Ta7PgQJ2xxI/AAAAAAAADOg/FGhN5xRx3pk/s1600/DSC00663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uhOp8rowKgY/Ta7PgQJ2xxI/AAAAAAAADOg/FGhN5xRx3pk/s320/DSC00663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597639539867174674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vintage plain dress; size S - rm35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The side damn big, half of my bra is exposed&lt;br /&gt;-______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Brands Outlet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JF98Oq_H95A/Ta7PgOozHOI/AAAAAAAADOY/0kStaslwtvk/s1600/DSC00661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JF98Oq_H95A/Ta7PgOozHOI/AAAAAAAADOY/0kStaslwtvk/s320/DSC00661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597639539460087010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Distressed short jeans; UK size 2 - rm49.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me 5 minutes to button&lt;br /&gt;The button is too big and the hole is too small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to buy for me =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-9155253284938201907?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/9155253284938201907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-dont-have-middle-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/9155253284938201907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/9155253284938201907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-dont-have-middle-name.html' title='I Don&apos;t Have a Middle Name'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uhOp8rowKgY/Ta7PgQJ2xxI/AAAAAAAADOg/FGhN5xRx3pk/s72-c/DSC00663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-4995879252402348072</id><published>2011-04-19T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T22:21:01.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choo Choo Train</title><content type='html'>Internet connection being bitchy, same goes to the weather. Life is a BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling as miserable as ever, sweating inside an air-cond room and surfing the net with grandmother speed -_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to post pictures of the clothes that I have my eyes on. Oh well, life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my last day of trials exam, and I manage to sit through it without going insane. Being in KDU, with this whole bunch of genius and hardworking fellows is stressing me to bits and pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in Tropz, the purpose of me studying was to make sure I don't let Nate beat me in exam. Muahahahaha!! I was 2nd and he was 3rd, I like how our names is next to each in the booklet for Hari Anugerah Cemerlang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad, there's this Smart Ass YiXin being a 394526394 GigaWatt spotlight by being 1st in class every year. Ever since Form 2, I was forever no.2 -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to present, went to Sg Wang with another 5 today. Everyone bought something except Ji Tsong. I manage to refrain myself from buying the whole shopping mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought this short jeans for rm15, best buy ever!! Some hamster stuffs. Spent about rm50 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the day, I was dead tired. But it was nice and all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-4995879252402348072?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4995879252402348072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/04/choo-choo-train.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/4995879252402348072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/4995879252402348072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/04/choo-choo-train.html' title='Choo Choo Train'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-7927850205074812913</id><published>2011-04-12T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T22:36:08.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming To The End</title><content type='html'>Currently sitting for my A Levels' Trial, it seems just like yesterday I only completed my A2. Time seems to pass faster the older you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only have like less than 5 months to finish 0ur A2 syllabus, so my 3rd semester life is completely miserable with shyt loads of studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you are studying a whee bit too much when you start talking funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen:&lt;/span&gt; Now nobody buy canvas shoes already, all buy Van Der Waals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lily:&lt;/span&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen:&lt;/span&gt; Neh, you don't know that brand meh? Van Der Waals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lily:&lt;/span&gt; Vanns is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen:&lt;/span&gt; Ya. FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lily:&lt;/span&gt; How to solve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen: &lt;/span&gt;Use the triangle thingy rule. Neh, the hypothalamus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lily:&lt;/span&gt; Hypothenous la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so you know your life is basically screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you my Biology class is superb! Mr Jaya is the most dramatic lecturer I ever met in my entire life! Classes is completely Fun Fun Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only syllabus we haven't finish is Chemistry, but I have complete fate with Mr George. Because Chemistry is the only subject I score full Ace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s - I'm trying to make a Hogwarts acceptance letter and send it to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-7927850205074812913?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/7927850205074812913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/04/coming-to-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/7927850205074812913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/7927850205074812913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/04/coming-to-end.html' title='Coming To The End'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-5930292740727242170</id><published>2011-03-26T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T22:51:49.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pisces - The Dreamer</title><content type='html'>I was bored, so I looked up for the reason why Pisces is known as the dreamer in Zodiac Sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[I bolded the ones that I find it true]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pisces is symbolized by the Fishes. The ruling planet of Pisces is  Neptune , the planet of restrictions. The water form of Pisces is  the ocean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you were born with the Sun in Pisces, you are compassionate and  spiritual.  There is a spiritual side to Pisces and they are often more  concerned with intellectual or imaginative things then with the physical  or material world. This sign is quite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;a dreamer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and somewhat mystical  in their nature.  Sometimes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pisceans feel split between two worlds; the  one they dream about and the one they actual live in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As a Pisces you may be drawn to spiritual or occult matters. Pisces is also one of the most &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;psychic individuals&lt;/span&gt; of the zodiac. Your strong intuition enables you to see into the depths of the human psyche, and often get hunches and flashes of insight that end up coming to pass. Your personality can be sometimes elusive and hard to define.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pisceans are empathetic to the emotions of other people. You soak up the feelings of other people as if they were your own. This can be quite emotionally draining for a Pisces. You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;understand people very well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Your also very sensitive and sympathetic, almost to the point of being a little vulnerable. Too many things influence you and it's sometimes hard for you to say no to other people because of your compassionate nature. Sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is a negative side to Pisces that encourages negativity, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laziness,  carelessness,&lt;/span&gt; and emotional confusion. But you are also someone who is  capable of hard work and sacrifice when it is for an important cause or  ideal you have. Because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pisces is so imaginative and creative they do  well in areas of art&lt;/span&gt;, music, and writing. You can also achieve much  where intellect is concerned. The classic description of Pisces is one  of the poet and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the dreamer&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You strive to create a world that matches  the one you envision in your dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pisces is mysteries&lt;/span&gt;, magnetic, engaging, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with a intriguing sense of  drama, and an awareness of the world around them&lt;/span&gt;.  You can be quite &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;charming and delightful,&lt;/span&gt; especially when working with  select groups of people, but Pisces often prefers to work alone.  Sometimes many talented Pisceans never attain the succes they deserve.  You sometimes choose to take the path of least resistance because you  lack self confidence.   A Pisces friend is very loyal and caring, sentimental, devoted, generous  and always ready to help someone else.  You appreciate the inner  qualities of other people and are not usually a superficial person or  someone who judges a book by it's cover.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Many Astrologers consider Pisces to be old-souls on this earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Symbolic representation for Pisces is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Virgin Maiden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pisceans may have beautifully shaped feet, or sensitive feet that are  unfortunately prone to aches, bunions, and corns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pisces is considered a Feminine sign. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Virgo is the opposite sign of Pisces in the zodiac. Virgo is the sign of  "work and self improvement," and Pisces is the sign of "dreams and self  illusions".           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Color -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lighter Greens, Glue-Grey and Turquoise (The dreamy colors of the sea). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lucky Day - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-5930292740727242170?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/5930292740727242170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/03/pisces-dreamer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/5930292740727242170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/5930292740727242170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/03/pisces-dreamer.html' title='Pisces - The Dreamer'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-1886381822901119911</id><published>2011-03-21T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T21:43:10.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bacteria Culture</title><content type='html'>Today, we did the best experiment ever which is to culture bacteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second best was Electrophoresis, 'cause by the end of the experiment we were told that it was distill water instead of viral' DNA. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;CHEATED BIG TIME!!!&lt;/span&gt; We were told it was at the beginning of experiment just so we do it with care, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to culturing bacteria. So we were assign to different location to collect bacteria, my site was drain. There was toilets, canteen and other places too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This experiment involves a lot sterilizing. When I mean a lot, I meant A LOT. You even have to sterilize yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was concentrating on putting antibiotics on to the agar nutrients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Chee:&lt;/span&gt; Carmen! Your hair is in the dish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oppsie..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for sterilizing. Note to self and all others who do Biology Lab Work, kindly please tie your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I thought that contaminating the dish with my bacteria wasn't so big deal at all, 'cause my experiment will probably be more successful with a few extra bacteria in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I didn't realize it wasn't about me contaminating the dish with my hair. 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-5395042611882694506</id><published>2011-03-13T16:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T17:17:54.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Educational Fair</title><content type='html'>Today I went to Edu-Fair with Kathleen at Mid Valley. We asked around about some medicine course offers by various Universities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first stop we went was UCSI, and I felt hatred towards that medicine lecturer who counsel us instantly. He was so god damn rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked us which college are we from, so we told him. He spent next 10 minutes telling us these bullshit nonsense about how UCSI only puts priority for their students. Not to mention indirectly insulted KDU. Damn offending I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went there to ask advice and not for your whatever bullshit nonsense, okay!!? *furious*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate him so much now, UCSI gonna be way down my list for medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to few other booths too. Didn't get much info, but at least they weren't such a big show off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So decided to drop by KDU and pay our lecturers a visit. Actually Kathleen wanted to see Miss S.  She gave us some advice on what Universities to look for on Medicine. For once I'm so grateful for KDU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KDU and Taylors' booth is right next to each other, I smell competitions. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*sniff sniff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to IMU, Kathleen did most of the asking. I spent most of my time hallucinating about going to Med School and finding a Med boyfriend, fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to this other booth for Med that Miss S. asked us to. She even gave us a list of questions to ask. The Uni is at Indo, and the course is like cheapest. Only like 180k for Med, for 5 and a half years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, after I went to UCSI booth, and their rude-ness. I instantly felt grateful for KDU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is like being in Tropicana all over again, makes you feel so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(insert suitable word here) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*nostalgic*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-5395042611882694506?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/5395042611882694506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/03/educational-fair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/5395042611882694506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/5395042611882694506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/03/educational-fair.html' title='Educational Fair'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-8015991785545421540</id><published>2011-03-12T12:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T12:50:33.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Statement</title><content type='html'>One day while we were walking back to college from lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Would you rather be tall and thin or short and fat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friends:&lt;/span&gt; Is that even a question?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; *stares*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la, too be honest I die die also would choose tall and thin. I doubt anyone who wish to be short and fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see,  when you're thin, you're naturally tall also. The very cheat one tall. I don't know la, I think is might be some unexplainable natural optical illusion that thin people usually look tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Vra6GZH4bw/TXr42oUMkII/AAAAAAAADOI/71KZBjLv4nI/s1600/P8071976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Vra6GZH4bw/TXr42oUMkII/AAAAAAAADOI/71KZBjLv4nI/s320/P8071976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583048305497903234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one good example of thin people have naturally long legs. You probably wouldn't even realize I'm only as tall as Lily, the other girl in black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only realize this fact when I'm in college, 'cause people keep telling I look tall especially when I'm in heels. The truth is I'm only 155cm =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSlnXO4GtgE/TXr6umV0yYI/AAAAAAAADOQ/7DCB1DTrhZQ/s1600/Candid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSlnXO4GtgE/TXr6umV0yYI/AAAAAAAADOQ/7DCB1DTrhZQ/s320/Candid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583050366552164738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course, knowing how to dress up is another story. OHAI, short legs. FML&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-8015991785545421540?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8015991785545421540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/03/statement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8015991785545421540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8015991785545421540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/03/statement.html' title='Statement'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Vra6GZH4bw/TXr42oUMkII/AAAAAAAADOI/71KZBjLv4nI/s72-c/P8071976.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-4045995520212583681</id><published>2011-02-25T21:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T22:20:11.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Trip Down the Memory Lane</title><content type='html'>Oh no no no, I'm neglecting my little baby bloggie again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's trace back. The last post I did was about the charity play. So let's continue from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the Charity Play, it was Chinese New Year &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;*play CNY songs*&lt;/span&gt;. Okay, wtf. I'm a bit too late for that. CNY is already over, which reminds me I haven't open my angpau yet, fml. This prove that I've been super busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between now and CNY was eat.sleep.play.sleep.eat.sleep.play.sleep.sleep.sleep My life been really interesting. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*sarcastic*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went back to Tropicana. Oh, don't I miss high school so very much. Memories ....... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*nostalgic* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Met a lot of teachers. I met your mum too, YiXin! Purposely search the whole school for my favourite teacher, Miss Foo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she saw me she was really speechless, she just came out from class and hugged me. I think I met her at the wrong timing, 'cause she was training the trainee teacher. We didn't manage to talk much, 'cause the whole class and the trainee teacher is waiting for Miss Foo, my bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my point of view, I think Tropicana is going from bad to worse -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So apparently today I offended my friend and nearly got throw off his car for not telling him a tiny whincy small matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/61054837448502630-4045995520212583681?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4045995520212583681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/02/trip-down-memory-lane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/4045995520212583681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/4045995520212583681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/02/trip-down-memory-lane.html' title='A Trip Down the Memory Lane'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-813708848963491546</id><published>2011-02-14T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T20:48:25.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Log'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentines!</title><content type='html'>A very Happy Valentines Day to all the dearly beloved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Charity Play's videos are finally up! Imma gonna only post the 1st part at my blog, and there's a total of 22 parts for you to check out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dojZqRlXcNI" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To appreciate my hard work during this play, please try to pay attention how fast Kristiana a.k.a The Shrew changes her costume. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*proud*&lt;/span&gt; WTF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-813708848963491546?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/813708848963491546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/813708848963491546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/813708848963491546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines.html' title='Happy Valentines!'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dojZqRlXcNI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-5573566151631507944</id><published>2011-02-01T18:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T21:28:52.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bargain Hunter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just came back from KL, traffic is so smooth during festive holidays! I wish people would just balik kampung more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought lot and lotsa clothes for CNY, damn happy!! My CNY is now complete, what left now are handful of red packets and snacks, yumms...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But being completely me, I never believe in buying expensive clothing. They just don't worth the money, some will eventually run out of fashion and by the end of the day the cloth will be left aside and never see sunlight again, wtf..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know is true 'cause I'm that person, fml. But I learnt my lesson, now I only buy the clothes I really like and the price is reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I'm now showing you how to buy good and nice clothes.&lt;br /&gt;(all pictures below are my new CNY's clothes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I show you, I really don't know why all the pictures are inverted. You can either tilt your head 180 degree, or simply tilt your monitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. T-Shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are like the blardy essential piece of clothing. Especially when you wake up in the morning feeling so lousy and no mood to dress up, T-shirts are gonna be your life saver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUfjs0VpxHI/AAAAAAAADMw/FfwtwSJImPA/s1600/DSC00428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUfjs0VpxHI/AAAAAAAADMw/FfwtwSJImPA/s320/DSC00428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568669823370118258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can easily get 3 pieces of Tees for only rm50. I bought the Lion shirt because I support Gryffindor. Okay, wtf..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Forever 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They always have this bargain corner, so there's usually where I find my clothes. The kanasai part is they usually don't have my size. =____=''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUfjtUpBFSI/AAAAAAAADM4/3tpUVuvL7wQ/s1600/DSC00429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUfjtUpBFSI/AAAAAAAADM4/3tpUVuvL7wQ/s320/DSC00429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568669832041272610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The white one is only rm15, dead cheap, must sapu or not I will regret dearly. The grey one is a long sleeve plain tee, is about rm40. Is a bit pricey but damn comfy, okay! I like it really much, this can be excused for being slightly expensive. I actually spent an hour in Forever 21 today, Pavillion's outlet is like damn huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually spent an hour in the bargain section and walked in and out of the changing room until the shop assistance also can recognize me, fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you guys ever realize I always had been wearing the same pair of jeans to college every week. I actually have like 5 pairs of jeans. But some of them are quite baggy and I don't really like them. I have one skinny jeans that I rarely wear them too, unless is like emergency that I can't find any pants to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to Sg. Wang to buy them. I usually go there for my jeans as they fit me purr-fectly. Plus is low hip, I likey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUfjshle-JI/AAAAAAAADMo/2rLmk14o92w/s1600/DSC00427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUfjshle-JI/AAAAAAAADMo/2rLmk14o92w/s320/DSC00427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568669818336245906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is suppose to be super faded grey, I have no idea why does it looks blue here. Bought this for rm69.90. Nothing special about this jeans though. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUfknwK4qLI/AAAAAAAADNY/V3_3sz-IkFw/s1600/DSC00426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUfknwK4qLI/AAAAAAAADNY/V3_3sz-IkFw/s320/DSC00426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568670835863496882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally got another shorts. I'd always wanted to get one, 'cause I get very paranoid if I keep wearing the same pair it might break easily or some sort of nonsense like this. So another pair to share the burden, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Cotton On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all clothing in cotton on is nice, I hate to admit there but is true. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I manage to get a really nice dress there for the Black Tie Event for only rm69.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUfkoU7Di9I/AAAAAAAADNg/yFvVaLrwKrE/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUfkoU7Di9I/AAAAAAAADNg/yFvVaLrwKrE/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568670845729213394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was also partly my CNY dress, too bad I had to wear it early for the Play. I think I was the only girl there wearing sneakers to attend a Black Tie Event. =_____='''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a pair of shoes for rm49.90. Didn't take a picture of it, too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUfjuPoyi0I/AAAAAAAADNI/OCa1tc9cv9k/s1600/DSC00430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUfjuPoyi0I/AAAAAAAADNI/OCa1tc9cv9k/s320/DSC00430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568669847878011714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This T-shirt was only rm15, the design is okay. I didn't really try it properly, 'cause when I wanted to put in on, the tags on 2 other clothes tangled up with this shirt's tag. So basically when I tried this T-shirt, I have 2 other shirts hanging on it, fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUfjtuE4oPI/AAAAAAAADNA/xMQhRGIXo_M/s1600/DSC00431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUfjtuE4oPI/AAAAAAAADNA/xMQhRGIXo_M/s320/DSC00431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568669838869045490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bought this too to replace the old ones. I got this for rm10, and it's a charity item. I did charity and got myself nice bracelet, best of both world. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I barely buy any rings or any accessories, but this was so cute that I decided to walk back to the shop and get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUfipGAxsYI/AAAAAAAADMA/Ym90ZZ11A4o/s1600/DSC00432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUfipGAxsYI/AAAAAAAADMA/Ym90ZZ11A4o/s320/DSC00432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568668659883291010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is a bunny ring, so cute can die. It's only rm3.90, so cheap can die twice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-5573566151631507944?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/5573566151631507944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/02/bargain-hunter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/5573566151631507944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/5573566151631507944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/02/bargain-hunter.html' title='Bargain Hunter'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUfjs0VpxHI/AAAAAAAADMw/FfwtwSJImPA/s72-c/DSC00428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-6813216146438303815</id><published>2011-01-30T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T16:44:54.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH EM GEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day One:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest out of all 3 plays, the first one was the worst. Some casts sorta forgotten about their scene. Trixia didn't came out in a scene and I was the one in the dressing room with her. I didn't know which scene she was suppose to be in either 'cause I spent most of my time in the dressing room, fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a costume designer, I did my job fairly well on the day itself. I was very nervous that I might mess up Kathleen's clothes, so I spent most of the time in the dressing room "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;admiring&lt;/span&gt;" the list of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUUY-OXEF1I/AAAAAAAADLw/FpsubU6d63Q/s1600/180622_492235858789_546793789_6095395_3329366_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUUY-OXEF1I/AAAAAAAADLw/FpsubU6d63Q/s320/180622_492235858789_546793789_6095395_3329366_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567883971599275858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of a very good example what I meant in my previous by Edward Cullen Wannabe. All the guys looked like this, I can haz many Edward Cullen(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day Two:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the play, we spent most of our time cam-whoring in the props' room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUUb9Nnw2BI/AAAAAAAADL4/I8SX1bxaJD0/s1600/image635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUUb9Nnw2BI/AAAAAAAADL4/I8SX1bxaJD0/s320/image635.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567887252755896338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me, the female version of Horatio. FTW !! I was dead bored while waiting for time to pass, I decided to play with my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2's play was much better than the first, I got a bit too carried away watching the play from backstage, that I'd forgot to help Kathleen change into her last piece, fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day Three:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last and final play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Black Tie Event, so we all have to dress up nicely even though you're gonna be hiding in the changing room all the time. Went to Lily's place to get my make up done, it took us about 2 hours to get ourselves ready. You know lah, girls being girls marh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUUYiigdYpI/AAAAAAAADK4/MXJ9goG3KVw/s1600/166819_10150092227019138_736619137_5853922_793999_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUUYiigdYpI/AAAAAAAADK4/MXJ9goG3KVw/s320/166819_10150092227019138_736619137_5853922_793999_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567883495971054226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crews were suppose to wear black. I was the shortest for the day since the other ladies were all wearing heels, fml. It was much more easier for me in canvas shoes to help Kathleen change into her costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The play was postponed for more than an hour, Malaysians *rolleyes* . So we cam-whored at the changing room with Natasha's camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUUYimLPZ4I/AAAAAAAADLA/-y4Nr9zETvs/s1600/166493_492618592595_573882595_6155769_4486270_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUUYimLPZ4I/AAAAAAAADLA/-y4Nr9zETvs/s320/166493_492618592595_573882595_6155769_4486270_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567883496955799426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe my thank you to the make up crews for helping me to help Kathleen change in the costume on time. Since I was the one and only costume designer, I cannot help Kathleen change into her shoes, put on her clothes and attach her microphone all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUUYiccSItI/AAAAAAAADKw/R9lUacvIkPM/s1600/168116_492619492595_573882595_6155790_4471923_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUUYiccSItI/AAAAAAAADKw/R9lUacvIkPM/s320/168116_492619492595_573882595_6155790_4471923_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567883494342927058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The stage manager and costume designer. Natasha said Peter was the gangster and I'm the bimbo wife, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUUY9f9W1_I/AAAAAAAADLY/L5fxGQlIy08/s1600/179670_492619297595_573882595_6155786_3841953_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUUY9f9W1_I/AAAAAAAADLY/L5fxGQlIy08/s320/179670_492619297595_573882595_6155786_3841953_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567883959143421938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's me and Kathleen, the shrew of Italy. My main job was to help her getting into her clothes, 'cause she have to change like super fast. So usually before the play, I will always go through her clothes, 'cause there's usually slight changes. Plus her clothes are usually all over the dressing room. Basically I spent most of my time with her, I will see her practice her acting and singing in the dressing room before the play starts. Other than that, I will also help Trixia and Keana into their clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUUY9hflGiI/AAAAAAAADLg/htLZ3lFpMCo/s1600/180335_492619132595_573882595_6155781_32506_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUUY9hflGiI/AAAAAAAADLg/htLZ3lFpMCo/s320/180335_492619132595_573882595_6155781_32506_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567883959555398178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's Mia, the maid. Audience all time favourite character.&lt;br /&gt;" *In super high pitched voice* YES, MASTER!? *shake butts* "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUUY9rYoz8I/AAAAAAAADLo/nUaFaaMQuFs/s1600/180503_494143053789_546793789_6117779_4375212_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUUY9rYoz8I/AAAAAAAADLo/nUaFaaMQuFs/s320/180503_494143053789_546793789_6117779_4375212_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567883962210635714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's Horatio, the nerdy guy always with his certificates and super nerdy-fied glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUUYi-MLGUI/AAAAAAAADLI/oz5cQxsbWys/s1600/165326_494145823789_546793789_6117833_3017116_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUUYi-MLGUI/AAAAAAAADLI/oz5cQxsbWys/s320/165326_494145823789_546793789_6117833_3017116_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567883503402162498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The casts, I think my picture was like a few pages after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went home early during the last play 'cause my dad was waiting for me. I went off right after I help Kathleen into her last costume. I actually wanted to stay back until after the play one lo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, removed my make up and went straight to bed, didn't even bother to take my shower. Dreamt about being suffocated in Kathleen's clothes again =.=''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s - all pictures were stolen from Facebook. God Bless Facebook!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-6813216146438303815?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/6813216146438303815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-em-gee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6813216146438303815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6813216146438303815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-em-gee.html' title='OH EM GEE'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TUUY-OXEF1I/AAAAAAAADLw/FpsubU6d63Q/s72-c/180622_492235858789_546793789_6095395_3329366_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-9063459320922793765</id><published>2011-01-28T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T21:28:21.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shyt, Literally</title><content type='html'>For those who do not know, I actually scored 3 straight A's for Cambridge AS!! I know right, is so shocking as I never scored straight A's in my entire life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those of you who want to know how I manage to log on to my CIE account, you will probably laugh your ass off when you heard my reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, for a straight A's achiever like moi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(chey!)&lt;/span&gt; I actually mistaken the '1' as 'l'. My username wasn't carmen15 but was carmenl5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say stupid or not!!!? I never felt so embarrassed for my entire life, that I wanted to hide in the school toilet forever and never come out and see the world again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is, the 10 people I showed my paper to wasn't even convinced that it was a 'l' , even my math lecturer. So you see, I wasn't stupid after all. Nah uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually is their problem, out of all fonts, they have to choose the one that makes '1' look like 'l' , and the 'l' that look like '1' . One of my friend couldn't log on too as she faced the same problem as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College was quite lively with the charity play going on, not to mention that I've been almost really busy and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Li Hui:&lt;/span&gt; Eh. you study Chemistry already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen:&lt;/span&gt; Of 'cause no lah~ Shyt also got no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Li Hui:&lt;/span&gt; Ya lor, now shyt also have to shyt faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is gonna be the last charity play, and I shall post everything about it soon. I don't have any pictures though, but I can assure you that after all those guys put on their foundation for make up, they all looked like Edward Cullen Wannabe, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, I bid you a good night! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-9063459320922793765?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/9063459320922793765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/01/shyt-literally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/9063459320922793765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/9063459320922793765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/01/shyt-literally.html' title='Shyt, Literally'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-8530538564829123853</id><published>2011-01-24T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T16:14:08.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Fag</title><content type='html'>This is really really depressing. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Sigh .....!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after The Play's rehearsal, I was feeling really miserable with a really bad headache. So I decided to to get some rest and went to bed early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really have a nice slumber though. I had really bad dreams about helping the casts to change into their clothes, repeatedly! To top it off, I dreamt that I got 3B's for AS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3B's aren't that bad to me, well of 'cause getting A's were much better. You see, I got 2C's for trials, so B's aren't that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny part is that everyone actually dreamt about their result, and you will hear really funny stories from them. Li Hui dreamt that she got E,F,G &amp;amp; H for her result&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So headed to school early in the morning, the website was kinda like jammed with everyone login in at the same time. It wasn't really that bad until everyone who came after me manage to login, all except for me. FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Pre U's office and Exam Department and they told me to try afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a lot of "afterward" later, here am I now sitting at home still unable to login.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called the Exam Department,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen:&lt;/span&gt; I still can't login.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms EZ:&lt;/span&gt; Are you sure you type all the upper and lower case properly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen:&lt;/span&gt; No you moron, I purposely type everything wrongly and call you for fun.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen:&lt;/span&gt; Yes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(duh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms EZ:&lt;/span&gt; Your result is _______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen:&lt;/span&gt; How am I suppose to submit myA2 form if I can't even login?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms EZ:&lt;/span&gt; You tell me la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN YOUR FACE WOMAN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-8530538564829123853?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8530538564829123853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/01/old-fag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8530538564829123853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8530538564829123853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/01/old-fag.html' title='Old Fag'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-867334512982593341</id><published>2011-01-21T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T21:10:55.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natie Berry'/><title type='text'>Dementor's Kiss</title><content type='html'>Yay! Manage to finish up my drawing. Manage to finish it quite fast, because I cheated 50% of it. I cheated on the background and the shadings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I actually tried to draw the Hogwarts Castle. Apparently Hogwarts being invisible to the muggles' eyes ain't no easy to draw, at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to emphasize that I did tried to draw the castle, I did my research and googled Hogwarts and for the pictures. See, I tried!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We shall now all assume the woods is Forbidden Forest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TTmDUCjyqkI/AAAAAAAADKo/ihWDsfNDf8s/s1600/Harry%2BPotter%2B-%2BDeathly%2BDementor%2527s%2BKiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TTmDUCjyqkI/AAAAAAAADKo/ihWDsfNDf8s/s400/Harry%2BPotter%2B-%2BDeathly%2BDementor%2527s%2BKiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564623194900572738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only people who actually read Harry Potter will understand the drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And see what I meant by my nice long hair I got now, not to mention the lashes. I iz awesome! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-867334512982593341?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/867334512982593341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/01/dementors-kiss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/867334512982593341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/867334512982593341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/01/dementors-kiss.html' title='Dementor&apos;s Kiss'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TTmDUCjyqkI/AAAAAAAADKo/ihWDsfNDf8s/s72-c/Harry%2BPotter%2B-%2BDeathly%2BDementor%2527s%2BKiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-784269984406887447</id><published>2011-01-19T09:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T10:27:30.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natie Berry'/><title type='text'>BerryNatie goes Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>Every year I make it a point to draw a big ass of BerryNatie for the memories of how young and reckless I was. What I meant by big ass is that they are good enough for print and not my random ugly sketches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My usual big ass drawing is something about my feeling and thoughts towards Nate. But now since we haven't met for like a year, all my inspirations, feelings and what not also gone with the wind already, fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, my inspiration just hit me right in the face. I decided to draw BerryNatie based on my current LOVE, Harry Potter!! *drum roll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, why am I so awesome!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the usual sneak peek I will show you all before the real thing is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, I shall present you Nathaniel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TTZFDFU4hbI/AAAAAAAADKg/agwKUY-3EEk/s1600/The%2BBoy%2BWho%2BLived%2B%2528preview%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TTZFDFU4hbI/AAAAAAAADKg/agwKUY-3EEk/s400/The%2BBoy%2BWho%2BLived%2B%2528preview%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563710308934518194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who couldn't tell that Nate is having a lead role as Harry potter is either that I still have horrible drawing or that you're a big fat moron who doesn't watch or read Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scarf is suppose to be the Gryffindor scarf that Harry wears around his neck during winter or autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone guess what BerryCrazy's role is? I'm gonna hint you that my character is not that obvious one loh~ Probably not within your expectation also. For those who manage to guess it, Imma gonna let you date me for one evening. Chey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I finally manage to give BerryCrazy a new hair style to match my real current hair style. Long and silky =P She's so pretty now, all of you gonna die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/s - I just realize is not suppose to be BerryNatie, is actually Natie Berry. FML! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-784269984406887447?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/784269984406887447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/01/berrynatie-goes-harry-potter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/784269984406887447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/784269984406887447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/01/berrynatie-goes-harry-potter.html' title='BerryNatie goes Harry Potter'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TTZFDFU4hbI/AAAAAAAADKg/agwKUY-3EEk/s72-c/The%2BBoy%2BWho%2BLived%2B%2528preview%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-3449671629165889355</id><published>2011-01-13T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T21:18:23.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time of My Life</title><content type='html'>Today is damn tragic, so I have to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After singing practice at college, we headed down to KDU Section 13 campus for another choir  practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all fine until our bladder capacity was at its fullest, that we had to go to the bathroom. We weren't really familiar with this campus but we knew we had to use the staircase because the ladies was at the first floor. Toilet for disables and gents were at the ground floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about 5pm, already after school and the campus almost deserted. So me, Ying Phin and Li Hui used the staircase to go up the first floor. Upon reaching the first floor, Li Hui pushed open the door to review a dark and completely deserted hallway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ying Phin decided to peep into the hallway, the next thing I knew, she came running down the stairs screaming. Me and Li Hui were freaked out, 'cause we thought she saw something which weren't suppose to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Hui played with the switch, but ended up turning off the lights of the stair way. Already scarred to shyt, we screamed at her to turn it back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments later, we decided that we were too freaked out, so we all ran back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story, just use the toilet for disable if you have too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-3449671629165889355?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/3449671629165889355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/01/time-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/3449671629165889355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/3449671629165889355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/01/time-of-my-life.html' title='Time of My Life'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-8975386349325723987</id><published>2011-01-12T21:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T22:12:37.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Non Parallel Lines</title><content type='html'>This week had been really hectic. I'm so stressed out and tired, that the fact that I am now picking all my fallen hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, I had trouble falling asleep lately. Must be due to the biological clock that is still tuned to the holidays season. Last night, I dreamt about losing all my tooth. Damn pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out by just one teeth falling out, so I thought I could deal with on missing teeth. The next thing I know, all my tooth was blackened and fell out. Toothless &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(from how to train your dragon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday at college, Mr JR gave each department 10 tickets for the charity play to sell it. Sadly, I was the only pathetic loner in my department. Indirectly I was in charge for all 10 tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sms Mr JR at night and told him it was impossible for me to sell off everything, the next day he told the twins to share my burden. That, I was left with 4 tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggested to Mr JR a few companies that might be interested in purchasing the ticket. A girl like me who was trying to help ended up being spitted right back in the face. As pissed off as I was, I decided to ignore him for the rest of the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think is a really good musical charity play, and people ought to buy the tickets not for the sake of me getting rid of my burden but for the sake of charity and the people who worked hard for it (casts and crews).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr J actually grew his beard just to play his fatherly role. Thought I saw him frown a little when I asked him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-8975386349325723987?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8975386349325723987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/01/non-parallel-lines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8975386349325723987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8975386349325723987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/01/non-parallel-lines.html' title='Non Parallel Lines'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-7260252752801960662</id><published>2011-01-06T16:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T16:45:02.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naturally Old Fashioned</title><content type='html'>Been raining a lot lately. Weather is chilly, best weather to sleep in. Sadly, is usually rains around the evening. My new semester timetable most of the time begins at afternoon and sometime ends as late as 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we're gonna have a group photo shoot for the O.M.G. Dress code is white and jeans, I think we're gonna blend in damn nicely with the newly painted white wall =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the O.M.G's Trailer. Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mURw7r64AaM?rel=0" width="640" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.M.G is charity play to race fund for the cancer children. And it is also the last event that we 110 and 310 are going to organize. Speaking about it, the college still owe me my MKM's certificate!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Monday, Lily bought souvenirs from Thailand to treat everyone in class. It was dried mango and the tom-yum-taste-alike-nut, which everyone gladly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nom&lt;/span&gt; it. Of course we'd offer the math lecturer, 'cause we're eating away in the class ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, our math lecturer treated us with huge packet of M&amp;amp;M. Which everyone gladly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nom&lt;/span&gt; away also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, our lecturer treated us with another big packet of M&amp;amp;M also. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*suspicious*&lt;/span&gt; Lily checked the expiry date, but there's still a long way to go. What I think is, our lecturer just trying to keep our mouth busy so we could stop talking in class. Lily thinks she doesn't eat chocolate, that's why. But who doesn't eat chocolates, they're like bits and pieces from heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other reason is probably our classmates just like to&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; nom&lt;/span&gt; down everything. All you have to do is pass a packet of potato chips around the class JUST ONCE, the whole packet will be gone. Especially the guys, they so no mercy to the potato chips. Is proven, F potato chips' owner L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright now.. I have a date with Mechanics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-7260252752801960662?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/7260252752801960662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/01/naturally-old-fashioned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/7260252752801960662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/7260252752801960662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/01/naturally-old-fashioned.html' title='Naturally Old Fashioned'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mURw7r64AaM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-6076750354342534590</id><published>2011-01-03T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T17:49:33.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O.M.G</title><content type='html'>First day back to college, not bad at all..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought it might be awesome to sleep in a bit more, I dreamt about LeeHom weyh!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*swoon*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So romantic, ftw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to school as early as usual, met up with YiNing an hour later. Suppose to do a bit of revision, but ended up chatting for 2 hours. Time flies, fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at square, the woman gave me too much off eggs and lady fingers. Then Li Hui decided to contribute to that already enormous amount off egg to me. I then ended up giving half of the egg to Ji Tsong &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;('cause he is the only one that didn't order egg)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this black angmoh dude from the table behind decided to ask me irrelevant question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dude :&lt;/span&gt; Hey, how old are you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*thinking whether should I say 18 or 19*&lt;/span&gt; Erm, 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dude :&lt;/span&gt; Oh, you look really small. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*whole table stares*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*smiles and walks away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like WTF. But then I'm kinda use to this kind of situation because it wasn't the first time that happens to me since I first started college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time is was that some dude decided to randomly shake my hand. ==&lt;br /&gt;Second time was when I walked out from the toilet and they randomly told me I have nice shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Third time is when I was washing my hand in the ladies, the girl asked me what course I am doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing all of them have in common is that they all are black angmoh people and I don't know any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends think I am attracting black angmoh people, fml.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-6076750354342534590?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/6076750354342534590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/01/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6076750354342534590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6076750354342534590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/01/omg.html' title='O.M.G'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-3070735329891233582</id><published>2011-01-02T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T18:47:21.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Summary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Better late than never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall now conclude my year 2010 with just 2 words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TSBXFkwdsoI/AAAAAAAADKY/tfJ7Sr4I8hc/s1600/Fuck-Yeah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TSBXFkwdsoI/AAAAAAAADKY/tfJ7Sr4I8hc/s400/Fuck-Yeah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557537693453103746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though is not a nice smooth year&lt;br /&gt;But at least is not like high school where everyone is bitching about everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now can study at peace and happily every after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get that, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BITCHES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.. kiddin' ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-3070735329891233582?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/3070735329891233582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-summary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/3070735329891233582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/3070735329891233582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-summary.html' title='2010 Summary'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TSBXFkwdsoI/AAAAAAAADKY/tfJ7Sr4I8hc/s72-c/Fuck-Yeah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-8866921476664443920</id><published>2010-12-26T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T17:06:17.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Swan</title><content type='html'>YAY!! MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!! (better late than never)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum had been dragging me out to shop every single day. By every single day I meant Monday to Sunday, fml. *sayang wallet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm some what grateful that my brother is going for his eye surgery next week so I don't have to shop anymore. Yes, my brother had been half blind since he was born and we just found out recently, fhl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While as for me, I don't feel like doing anything at the moment. Chill ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biology h/w is only halfway done and I haven't even started with my chem notes ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall read through it and photocopy when school reopens. All hail the invention of photocopy machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mechanics have left untouched, can die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is reopening soon, and I haven't got anything done. I sorta miss my carefree life during Tropz, where nothing have to be done. Sigh ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a year in college, I still miss Tropz. I miss the sports day, the free periods and the Tropicana-ness (where everything seems to be out of order).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the day when the blackboard fell off and we barely had any lessons, everyone was so happy until the school's keeper deciding to fix it back before addmath class, fol. Or when during heavy rain the ceiling will start leaking, and everyone had to squeeze to the dry area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the only thing I broke in school was the stupid toilet. When I pull the flush, instead of water, the whole flush cover fell down and almost hit me in the head ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have my school uniforms and school shoes with me. Cheers ! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-8866921476664443920?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8866921476664443920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/12/black-swan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8866921476664443920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8866921476664443920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/12/black-swan.html' title='Black Swan'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-402328141711198071</id><published>2010-12-22T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T18:22:07.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>Few nights ago, I had nightmare for 3 days straight. Is either I was woken up from the dream by a scary man holding my dead hamster&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (should have buried my hamster properly, but the gardener keep digging it up when fertilizing, fml)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or my teddy bear decided to attack me and all sorta nonsense. I even thought of taking down my Lady Gaga's poster because every time I wake up from my dream, I sworn that her scary face was staring at me. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*horrified*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just recently, the nightmares sorta went off and replaced by weird dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was in college waiting for my mum and I met Mr Jaya, he told me to go his house to take and fix the Gryfindor Sword (wtf!). So I walked all the way to his house and took the broken sword. When I left his house I forgot to lock up, and his house was half broken into. I somewhat activated his alarm and lock down half of his house, so the other half of the house which is locked down was robbed. The next day, he complained to me about the mess in his house. So, I ended up washing the floor with him.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boredpanda.com/15-interesting-facts-about-dreams-dreaming/"&gt;Click for "Few Facts About Dreams"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya' know the Gryfindor Sword was the same one as the movie, the only difference is that it's broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About Mr Jaya washing the floor, it was probably because long long ago that evening he was sweeping the floor when the lamp broke during practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Jaya didn't let us sweep 'cause he scares that we might step on the broken pieces and hurt ourselves. So touching &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*sober*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening I actually felt half guilty for sitting there and not sweeping the floor. Lily should had sweep the floor, she's so good at it, she use to sweep the floor almost every single day at Tropz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-402328141711198071?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/402328141711198071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/12/dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/402328141711198071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/402328141711198071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/12/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-7458098920860213963</id><published>2010-12-17T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T22:57:26.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer's Book Review</title><content type='html'>Just for the fun of it and the fact that I actually read novels &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yes, i read. i'm dorky, so deal with it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Imma gonna do this whee bit review of some the novels that I had read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Harry Potter's Series&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I just reasonly started with Harry Potter, and it was superb. I mean compared to the movie, you might as well wipe your ass with the movie ticket. The book is really detailed and is so good, you have to read yourself. Get ready to be poor, there's 7 books and once you start you would never want to stop &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i iz currently leeching off ji tsong's books)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I'm trying to ask my mum to buy me one for Christmas, but my plan ain't going to well. But feel free to buy for me &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I like the white version one, btw)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I do not mind receiving my Christmas and Birthday's presents in advance &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twilight Saga&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Romance based story. Books are definitely better than movie. I personally think that the cast of Twilight Saga's movie completely ruined my image of Edward Cullen. I iz Team Edward, Team Jacob can go kiss my ass. I doubt boys really like this kind of book. The only dude I know who read all the four book was Ben, he will read any books that you put it in front of him, except for textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Time Traveler's Wife&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Nice book, nice movie. Worth the read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;How to Sleep with a Movie Star, Little Black Dress&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Very nice storyline. I wouldn't mind reading it again. Is really nice, you have to read it !! Sadly, I do not have the book, it was Kiera's one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wuthering Heights&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Stupid book, I don't understand any part of it, can't even get myself to finish the first page. Complete waste of my money, how do people understand those ancient English. But if you like English Literature, you should give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dracula&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So famous, kay ! Don't tell me you never heard of it. English was understandable, but I stopped it at halfway, don't know why. Guess I was just disappointed that it wasn't Edward-ish &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*grimace*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Host&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Same author as the Twilight Saga, the storyline is really hard to understand. I read through the first few chapters a few rounds and I still couldn't understand the storyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Kite Runner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Not bad, the last half of the book was much more interesting. Completely logical, no magic, vampires or what sorts of nonsense. Don't worry, you brain will be in perfectly safe condition with this book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-7458098920860213963?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/7458098920860213963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/12/summers-book-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/7458098920860213963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/7458098920860213963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/12/summers-book-review.html' title='Summer&apos;s Book Review'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-4285461993233959162</id><published>2010-12-10T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T14:14:28.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fluffy is Angry</title><content type='html'>Ever seen college, I've been neglecting my blog. That was one reason, the other one was I prefer Tumblr better. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My long awaited school holidays are here. The one and a half month drag for AS was really horrible, and I only sat for 8 papers. The two weeks worth of classes after AS weren't pleasant either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day of school, I actually skipped 4 hours of Chemistry. 'Cause I thought I was going to die &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;*sarcastic*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I thought I can finally enjoy the break. BUT, I was wrong! We were given Bio's h/w. I have to catch up with Mechanics&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; (was cheated !! I never knew Mech was part of Math!) &lt;/span&gt;and also my my pure math. Not to forget I have to copy my Chem's notes &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(so much for skipping classes).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, my break was for me to catch up with my A2, completely brainwashes after AS. FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to think of it, I had entered college for about a year already. Sorta miss high school life though, but I'm perfectly happy that I do not have to see Tropz' toilet anymore &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;*shivers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the toilet still haunts me at my dreams at times, I'm serious. =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, something to look forward to next year is gonna be that O.M.G charity play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO MY AS RESULT,AND I HOPE IT WILL NEVER BE RELEASED !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-4285461993233959162?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4285461993233959162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/12/fluffy-is-angry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/4285461993233959162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/4285461993233959162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/12/fluffy-is-angry.html' title='Fluffy is Angry'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-2190316836230598311</id><published>2010-12-03T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T22:22:27.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never realize I have such sexy back&lt;br /&gt;Not til' Lily decided to take loads of shot of my back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*perasan-ted*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TPj6mBH-ySI/AAAAAAAADKM/UXI0lutV-lY/s1600/DSCN23721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TPj6mBH-ySI/AAAAAAAADKM/UXI0lutV-lY/s320/DSCN23721.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546458472150649122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TPj6lb74DWI/AAAAAAAADKE/z_niIzWHUCo/s1600/DSCN24211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TPj6lb74DWI/AAAAAAAADKE/z_niIzWHUCo/s320/DSCN24211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546458462167764322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Other than trying to show you my sexy back&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to tell you&lt;br /&gt;this very awesome Photoshop action pack I found yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gives awesome Polaroid effect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;we all know girls concern very much about how they look&lt;br /&gt;Girl's nature, no one can denies it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean we should never feel ashamed of how our body looked&lt;br /&gt;If a guy tries to make you feel horrible about your body shape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give them the middle finger right in the face&lt;br /&gt;And tell them to talk to you when they look like Brad Pitt themself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson I learnt from Tumblr =)&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-2190316836230598311?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2190316836230598311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/12/sexy-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2190316836230598311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2190316836230598311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/12/sexy-back.html' title='Sexy Back'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TPj6mBH-ySI/AAAAAAAADKM/UXI0lutV-lY/s72-c/DSCN23721.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-5980734364256397841</id><published>2010-11-30T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T21:28:36.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dementors</title><content type='html'>Good news. Came back from PD and still breathing !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was a nice and memorably trip, there was a lot of students-students and students-lecturers bonding going on. After trip, I got to know my lecturers better and also met some new friends. They are all awesome people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't deny the fact that the hotel room was pretty damn awesome&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (I completely wouldnt't mind spending my whole day in the hotel room)&lt;/span&gt;. But the buffet there was slightly disappointing though. The beach there was nice, probably because is a private beach. But the  area was quite deserted, that's the total turn off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on a Sunday afternoon, we departed from school around 13oo and I had no idea what time I reached PD. Straight after checking-in we headed right to the beach for a stroll. Head back to the hotel at the evening, took a shower and off to buffet dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night couldn't sleep, 'cause the room was so blardy cold and one of my room mate was laughing in her sleep. FML !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning woke up for breakfast, had a hearty chat with Mr Jaya for an hour or two. Talked so much, we totally forgotten about the eating part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a swim and to the beach again later on. Weather was being a serious bitch that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I meant by deserted area, beach-hotel-beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night decided not to be adventurous, so I left my gang and joined March intake for the night. They were all nice and friendly, so we clicked in no time at all. Rained quite heavily that night, ended up waited for an hour and half for the pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was extra pizza, so went lecturers-room-hunting to give them some. Manage to find Ms Chee and Ms Tee's room, I think I have the full potential to become a stalker == .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanged around with them 'til about 2315 then decided to go back to my room to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning woke up at miserable 7 o'clock for breakfast. Even we went down for breakfast that early, the whole place was bloody crowded. So we shared table with lecturers, and there were these awkward moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the beach again after that. That was the time I lost my Holga's Len Cover, I was furious, decided to head back to room and took a shower to calm down. Now where on earth am I suppose to find a vintage camera's spare parts!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked out during the afternoon, came back and felt tired as hell. *yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night, world !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-5980734364256397841?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/5980734364256397841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/11/dementors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/5980734364256397841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/5980734364256397841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/11/dementors.html' title='Dementors'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-3956520346913226821</id><published>2010-11-27T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T21:39:36.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Bitch !</title><content type='html'>Hello world ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd been a week after I completed AS. You must think life must be great for me, but it wasn't. After AS, we weren't given any holidays, so classes resume as normal the next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things went worst if we haven't forgotten about our A2 syllabus. Because we focused on AS for a few months, we became completely clueless about A2 during classes, especially for maths. Basically, class or no class, is all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that A2 syllabus is pretty damn hard. Biology and Chemistry become so much more confusing. Math was worse, so much more formulas to memorize. There's so much more stuffs to differentiate and integrate, you basically feel like dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KDU decided to treat the Pre U Department a free trip to Port Dickson for 3 days and 2 nights. Well, it isn't exactly free though, is sorta included in our fees which categorize under activities fees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be away for a while. I strongly recommend you all not to miss me too much *wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-3956520346913226821?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/3956520346913226821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/11/hello-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/3956520346913226821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/3956520346913226821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/11/hello-bitch.html' title='Hello Bitch !'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-2343889934314018887</id><published>2010-11-20T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T22:41:56.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bia-Tch</title><content type='html'>After reading a few chapters or Harry Potter Book One using my laptop, my eyes are killing me. In the midst of becoming blind. Yi Xin, help !!! T_______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news, I'm done with exam. Here comes A2, fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news, I'm down with a sore throat right after exam. Should not have shove down that amount of prawn crackers down my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our last day of exam, the Cambridge Examiner came to our college to check up on us &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(surprise!)&lt;/span&gt;. She was downright scary. The moment I saw her, half of my brain died. I stared at the questions blankly, all that came to my mind was her scary eyes. -_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was KDU's Sports Carnival, I'm in Yellow House BTW ! This year theme for Yellow House was leopard, they totally read my mind !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go thou. Sore throat and period isn't exactly the best condition to go. Too bad we lost the champion *pout*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my only chance participating in KDU Sport's Carnival, all thanks to AS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sorta miss running around bare footed on the field, it felt so nice. Well except for the part I got scratches of all shape and sizes under my feet, and it itches the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there goes AS and here comes miserable study life ! You must seriously be kidding me, more studies right after exams !!!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-2343889934314018887?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2343889934314018887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/11/bia-tch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2343889934314018887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2343889934314018887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/11/bia-tch.html' title='Bia-Tch'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-2026916367983866759</id><published>2010-11-16T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T21:13:03.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Examination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;EXAMINATION&lt;br /&gt;STILL IN PROGRESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Words can describe how much I miss my normal life,&lt;br /&gt;so let's just forget about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-2026916367983866759?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2026916367983866759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/11/examination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2026916367983866759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2026916367983866759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/11/examination.html' title='Examination'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-7980943288133291677</id><published>2010-11-11T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T18:24:11.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Log'/><title type='text'>My Brother is a Perv.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;note : all pictures are stolen from KDU's FB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was during KDU UC launching day&lt;br /&gt;It was also the day where half of us was sitting for A Levels' Physics P35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spot Me &amp;amp; Lily,&lt;br /&gt;we were in our green/navy Pre-U shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a.k.a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toilet cleaner shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the exact same shade of green as the cleaners in our school&lt;br /&gt;FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNu-7AVhe1I/AAAAAAAADJ8/1OqhevvCE0I/s1600/73281_465496559544_363294114544_5492735_7680673_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNu-7AVhe1I/AAAAAAAADJ8/1OqhevvCE0I/s320/73281_465496559544_363294114544_5492735_7680673_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538230087693990738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was busy playing with my friend's camera&lt;br /&gt;The photographer came up to us and ask us to post like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNu-7LdI_MI/AAAAAAAADJ0/HVhoBNf0ieE/s1600/148386_465489384544_363294114544_5492613_179427_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNu-7LdI_MI/AAAAAAAADJ0/HVhoBNf0ieE/s320/148386_465489384544_363294114544_5492613_179427_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538230090678729922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't exactly ask me to stand like that la&lt;br /&gt;Just so coincidentally I stood like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all were suppose to point at the logo,&lt;br /&gt;but if I did that&lt;br /&gt;My pretty hand will be blocking Lily's face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Lily decided to go to the Auditorium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which we weren't suppose to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason is because of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;!! THIS !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNu-6vCPDBI/AAAAAAAADJs/g6QItCFM4Cc/s1600/73792_465501924544_363294114544_5492800_95070_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNu-6vCPDBI/AAAAAAAADJs/g6QItCFM4Cc/s320/73792_465501924544_363294114544_5492800_95070_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538230083049688082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed in because I was fungry&lt;br /&gt;There was like free flow of foods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(YiXin !! I can haz free food !!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*nom nom nom*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually the first time I went in to Auditorium&lt;br /&gt;and was about to get my food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dragged out by Mr Jaya to practice for hand mime&lt;br /&gt;My tummy was grumbling through out the practice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kesian T_____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not mistaken&lt;br /&gt;The food was prepared by the culinary students&lt;br /&gt;While the waiter and waitress of the day by the Hospitality's students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-in-One only at KDU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*fast forward to end of the event*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNu-6l858xI/AAAAAAAADJk/ZYVr4Tm3RAY/s1600/76224_465496114544_363294114544_5492727_5666522_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNu-6l858xI/AAAAAAAADJk/ZYVr4Tm3RAY/s320/76224_465496114544_363294114544_5492727_5666522_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538230080611414802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at the sitting row&lt;br /&gt;Beside me is the two sweethearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The super tall man is Mr Jaya&lt;br /&gt;Just look at his height and the girl beside him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The middle man at the top row is my ME and MS lecturer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the reason why I never encourage my brother&lt;br /&gt;to play online 3D game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f2c7cfacc16faed5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/7980943288133291677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-brother-is-perv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/7980943288133291677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/7980943288133291677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-brother-is-perv.html' title='My Brother is a Perv.'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNu-7AVhe1I/AAAAAAAADJ8/1OqhevvCE0I/s72-c/73281_465496559544_363294114544_5492735_7680673_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-6884212034354202989</id><published>2010-11-08T19:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T20:31:11.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T Shirt Cutting DIY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm gonna write about T-Shirt Cutting Tutorial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;warning : please proceed at your own risk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need two important things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;T-Shirt(s)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scissors&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I decided to use one of my old and faded T-Shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, cut off you neckline.&lt;br /&gt;Round neck or V-shaped, your choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNfnoncGpII/AAAAAAAADJc/nwcA8lh8hjI/s1600/DSC00358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNfnoncGpII/AAAAAAAADJc/nwcA8lh8hjI/s320/DSC00358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537148951842956418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're cutting a fitting T-Shirt,&lt;br /&gt;I strongly recommend you do not cut the neckline too wide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From personal experience, it will not make a good off shoulder top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretch the fabric after you cut it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, you can start to cut the pattern for your T-Shirt&lt;br /&gt;Be creative, but not too much of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Note that always stretch the fabric you cut it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNfnEmW54VI/AAAAAAAADJM/EthpzuMcniQ/s1600/DSC00359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNfnEmW54VI/AAAAAAAADJM/EthpzuMcniQ/s320/DSC00359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537148333077422418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can either leave it like that, simple and nice&lt;br /&gt;Or choose to weave it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindly Youtube about the weaving part, sekian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNfnEQLtNEI/AAAAAAAADJE/mD-GWmCbKIM/s1600/DSC00360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNfnEQLtNEI/AAAAAAAADJE/mD-GWmCbKIM/s320/DSC00360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537148327124874306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNfnED7TsvI/AAAAAAAADI8/NpMpsHTBniU/s1600/DSC00362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNfnED7TsvI/AAAAAAAADI8/NpMpsHTBniU/s320/DSC00362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537148323834868466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it, a new top !!&lt;br /&gt;Very easy, close one eyes also can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNfnDeunG5I/AAAAAAAADI0/eUBMhBSwv3M/s1600/DSC00364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNfnDeunG5I/AAAAAAAADI0/eUBMhBSwv3M/s320/DSC00364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537148313849502610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I personally like this part the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNfnCyTAGsI/AAAAAAAADIs/HymKB3oLr2U/s1600/DSC00366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNfnCyTAGsI/AAAAAAAADIs/HymKB3oLr2U/s320/DSC00366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537148301922540226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I decided to chop off part of my sleeves and tied it up&lt;br /&gt;Because the off shoulder part totally PHAILED !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refer &lt;a href="http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/09/t-shirt-cutting.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for other designs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-6884212034354202989?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TNfnoncGpII/AAAAAAAADJc/nwcA8lh8hjI/s72-c/DSC00358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-2928039907674643604</id><published>2010-11-04T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T21:13:59.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Log'/><title type='text'>Hand Mime Practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After 2 and a half weeks of hard work,&lt;br /&gt;it finally paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our performance was superb today&lt;br /&gt;But I'm only elaborating this on next post itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to gather all the pictures first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a video of us practicing hand mime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a45753f111e82cac" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-2928039907674643604?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2928039907674643604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/11/hand-mime-practice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2928039907674643604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2928039907674643604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/11/hand-mime-practice.html' title='Hand Mime Practice'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-7833061973938526557</id><published>2010-10-31T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T16:42:52.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F.Berry.L'/><title type='text'>Gluteus Maximus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi world,&lt;br /&gt;I am now suffering from severe butt sore.&lt;br /&gt;Which I strongly think that is due to hand mime,&lt;br /&gt;the constant butt shifting movement on my chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Great !&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/61054837448502630-7833061973938526557?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/7833061973938526557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/10/gluteus-maximus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/7833061973938526557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/7833061973938526557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/10/gluteus-maximus.html' title='Gluteus Maximus'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-7231733255032285662</id><published>2010-10-28T20:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T20:31:52.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiest Woman Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never felt so glad in my entire life that&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry Paper 35 is over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;*happy tears*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TMlonHP7XRI/AAAAAAAADIM/D68qr68S9DU/s1600/Image163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TMlonHP7XRI/AAAAAAAADIM/D68qr68S9DU/s320/Image163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533068638371405074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was really nervous before the paper as I scare something bad will happen. Like if I screw up my dilution or titration, I confirm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;koyak&lt;/span&gt; already. Or if I spill something and got no extra solution also die &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt; like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me, none of this bad stuffs happened to me &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(must pray more often and be thankful like what Mr Jaya said)&lt;/span&gt;. Except that I kept on using pencil to write, which I shouldn't had. So I basically wasted a lot of time trying to erase off the writings. Went completely insane when I couldn't find my eraser, and turned the whole table upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was seated at the very last row, a nice personal table. Except it wasn't exactly that nice at all. The only nice parts were the fact that I get to see what the whole world is doing in front of me and I have a table completely to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happen when you sit at the last row. Everything that you need is far away from you, except for the rubbish bin which was right next to me, fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we started the papers, Mr George was seated next to me. Mr Jaya and the lab assistant was standing there too. I feel completely awkward but comforting at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway doing the experiment, the lab assistant started walking in and out of the lab. I didn't know she was walking behind of me. So when I turned around, I accidentally elbowed her. FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I and Lily were talking, I didn't know Janice was at the back also. So when I move my leg, I accidentally kicked her in the butt. FML *2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever walked pass my place today confirm very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shuai&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I am completely amazed how Mr George get to predict what is coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-7231733255032285662?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/7231733255032285662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/10/happiest-woman-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/7231733255032285662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/7231733255032285662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/10/happiest-woman-alive.html' title='Happiest Woman Alive'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TMlonHP7XRI/AAAAAAAADIM/D68qr68S9DU/s72-c/Image163.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-8378687518369589341</id><published>2010-10-23T16:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T16:40:28.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Whip My Hair Back and Forth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can't deny the fact that I have a really interesting college life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TMKbxLZ-qlI/AAAAAAAADIE/olteiOZkXII/s1600/DSC01095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TMKbxLZ-qlI/AAAAAAAADIE/olteiOZkXII/s320/DSC01095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531154561542040146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited our dearest Wee Jian yesterday at hospital&lt;br /&gt;He had his appendix chopped off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We so caring, kay.&lt;br /&gt;Except for Lily, she was checking if Wee Jian was still alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Joined back hand mime to balance out my constant studying with some F.U.N. I need a life too, okay !!? I can't wait till AS is over, is killing me inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hand mime was as awesome as ever with Mr Jaya, my very good old fashion teacher guiding us. Except for the fact that after the first day of practice, my arm was aching. Sigh, getting older these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had another practice in the morning. All my up down left right partners were missing (actually there were no down, I'm at the lowest row), so I ended up moving here and there to fill up the spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause of the constant moving about, Mr Jaya almost slapped my face when he swept his hand to indicate us to show the sea. I was lucky enough as he only swept through my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Sathya baked us lovely cake too. Nom nom nomm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet your lecturer don't bake cakes for you. HAH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-8378687518369589341?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8378687518369589341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-whip-my-hair-back-and-forth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8378687518369589341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8378687518369589341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-whip-my-hair-back-and-forth.html' title='I Whip My Hair Back and Forth'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TMKbxLZ-qlI/AAAAAAAADIE/olteiOZkXII/s72-c/DSC01095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-6579526668781685065</id><published>2010-10-19T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T22:53:33.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in College</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in college would be pure awesomeness if it was stress free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TL2sMdOhGHI/AAAAAAAADH0/Qwxb5swTjeA/s1600/DSC01081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TL2sMdOhGHI/AAAAAAAADH0/Qwxb5swTjeA/s320/DSC01081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529765247484762226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From top left :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ji Tsong the cute and innocent sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;Ying Phin the laugh-a-lot-literally&lt;br /&gt;Kar Wai the bloody vain zebra&lt;br /&gt;Hui Mum the mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From bottom left :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen the Miss Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Lily the full time tissue provider&lt;br /&gt;Li Hui the Dai Ka Jie&lt;br /&gt;Yi Ning the absolutely gorgeous, too bad she's taken =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of someone calling me darling at E-Forum&lt;br /&gt;-_______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the epic one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TL2sM4xJ_AI/AAAAAAAADH8/74eR_yPTBL0/s1600/DSC01075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TL2sM4xJ_AI/AAAAAAAADH8/74eR_yPTBL0/s320/DSC01075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529765254877805570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently they seem to be very into a conversation&lt;br /&gt;I and the other hand was too busy with my shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too sexy for my shirt, FTW !&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/61054837448502630-6579526668781685065?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/6579526668781685065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/10/life-in-college.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6579526668781685065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/6579526668781685065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/10/life-in-college.html' title='Life in College'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TL2sMdOhGHI/AAAAAAAADH0/Qwxb5swTjeA/s72-c/DSC01081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-8202096256056828420</id><published>2010-10-17T15:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T16:08:09.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinky</title><content type='html'>As you guys probably &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIDN'T&lt;/span&gt; know that Marshmallow passed away on the 9th of this month. I don't know what is his cause of death, but is definitely not old age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I bought two Roboski hamsters home. I don't really know their gender yet, because they are as freaked out as I am when I try to handle them. FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't told that Roboski can run god damn fast. One escaped when I was trying to transfer it into the cage, and it took the whole family 5 minutes or more just to catch it. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I named one Mud-pie and the other one Milkshake (who escaped).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still miss Marshmallow, 'cause he damn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;manja&lt;/span&gt; one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we went back to school for Biology and Chemistry classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Jefri told us about his Lambert's Concert and the Vain Zebra keep signing his autograph on my papers. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were half an hour late to Chemistry class due to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen :&lt;/span&gt; What time is it now &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;har&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lily : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Looks at watch*&lt;/span&gt; 12 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen :&lt;/span&gt; OMGWTF !! Our class was suppose to be at 12.  EAT FASTER !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Li Hui :&lt;/span&gt; Omg, why you now only say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen :&lt;/span&gt; I forgot T______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was completely none of my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Chemistry practical, I partnered with Li Hui. She kept on yelling at me 'cause I was slow. I kept screaming at her 'cause she's always in a rush and ended up splashing water on my notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I put my notes behind the basin and Lily's one is next to the basin. Lily's notes is completely dry and mine is soaked wet. -_____- She told me that the water likes my notes more. MLIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once she took a distill flask with a very unfitting cover, when I turn the flask upside down to shake the mixture properly, the cover was so loose the chemical spill all over my notes and soaked through  a few pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then looked at me and said, "Hah ! That wasn't my fault ar !"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-8202096256056828420?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8202096256056828420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/10/kinky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8202096256056828420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8202096256056828420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/10/kinky.html' title='Kinky'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-1244987421250777970</id><published>2010-10-13T14:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:46:33.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Math Kill Us All</title><content type='html'>Today is my, our first AS paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to conclude my point here. You screw up one paper you screw your rm200. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you are in college, people will assume you that you're mentally mature enough to know the Rules &amp;amp; Regulation of Examination. They will just ask you to read it and no further explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I missed out the part where you are not allow to go to washroom during the examination. I spent most of my time holding my pee than concentrating on my paper, I ended up didn't have sufficient time to double check my workings. MLIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Super cold room + Kan Chiong-ness + Urge to Pee = Tragedy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Invigilator :&lt;/span&gt; How was the paper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Students :&lt;/span&gt; Hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Invigilator :&lt;/span&gt; Usually November paper is harder than June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Students :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*FOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sworn that when I was in the exam hall, I almost feel like my life is gonna end if I don't pee soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-1244987421250777970?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1244987421250777970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/10/math-kill-us-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/1244987421250777970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/1244987421250777970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/10/math-kill-us-all.html' title='Math Kill Us All'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-4773991582350038117</id><published>2010-10-08T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T22:13:06.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B for Boobs and for Balls</title><content type='html'>I decided to put this title 'cause a lot of people liked in FB for the definition of Bra's cup size. MLIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College was okay if stress factor is excluded, AS is blardy next week only. *panaroid* And I haven't gotten the chance to copy the timetable as during my free time, I'm either playing with Yi Ning's iPhone or paying a visit to the staff room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know or not, iPhone games blardy addictive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Jaya told me that maybe hand mime is on again *clap in uber excitement*. BUT ! The date for performance is in between my AS. WHY, GOD WHY !!!!!!!!!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda miss hand mime tho. I miss Mr Jaya, the crazy woman next to me and the FUNS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all that practicing made me turn into a walking daylight zombie for a month =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-4773991582350038117?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4773991582350038117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/10/b-for-boobs-and-for-balls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/4773991582350038117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/4773991582350038117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/10/b-for-boobs-and-for-balls.html' title='B for Boobs and for Balls'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-2031138741433754025</id><published>2010-10-04T09:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T09:36:01.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berry D.I.Y'/><title type='text'>Kiam-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long long ago, I was blogshop surfing&lt;br /&gt;And I stumble upon this beautiful piece of camera-look-like-pouch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then this pouch was quite pricey&lt;br /&gt;So, being as kiam siap as I am&lt;br /&gt;I decided to save my miserable rm30 by making one myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TKkp3F6af1I/AAAAAAAADHs/LhNPC4gwChg/s1600/DSC03541+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TKkp3F6af1I/AAAAAAAADHs/LhNPC4gwChg/s320/DSC03541+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523992444403351378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even though I'm born to be artsy fancy&lt;br /&gt;(ceh, perasan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still fail at the end in duplicating one for myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because instead of looking like a camera&lt;br /&gt;It looks like a cassette and the measurements also gone completely wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!! EPIC FAILURE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Gods know why I'm back in my artsy fancy mood again&lt;br /&gt;I decided to buy all the proper materials&lt;br /&gt;and did some research on proper stitching method&lt;br /&gt;(I'm so hardworking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end my hard work pay off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TKkp22UjJZI/AAAAAAAADHk/Kdq-R22BxyE/s1600/215407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TKkp22UjJZI/AAAAAAAADHk/Kdq-R22BxyE/s320/215407.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523992440218002834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let Summer (which is moi) tell you what it doesn't worth rm30 at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; rm2 per felt colour (most expensive rm3). You need only four colours and you can make at least 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 buttons, assuming rm0.80 each.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ribbon, rm3 per meter. Depending which type you buy, nobody ask you go buy so expensive one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sticky straps (neh, the one your school shoes got) rm4.20 for 1 metre. Can make at least 30!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thick thread, stole from grandma.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Needle, stole from grandma.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I shall quote my famous last line. "Cheat people money one !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm selling  at rm20 because I hurt 2 fingers in the process. Thread got screw up in the process and have to stitch it back for the 34857394 times. And because it is sexy pink and not red ! Hah ! Totally worth 20 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la, I don't sell one. Usually I just give away, I keep the 1st piece and give away the rest. But considering I ran out of buttons, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/61054837448502630-2031138741433754025?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2031138741433754025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/10/kiam-ness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2031138741433754025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/2031138741433754025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/10/kiam-ness.html' title='Kiam-ness'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TKkp3F6af1I/AAAAAAAADHs/LhNPC4gwChg/s72-c/DSC03541+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-3710853083605170977</id><published>2010-09-25T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T19:21:07.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KITTEH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For constant update, you might want to follow my Tumblr  at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;http://dandelionslove.tumblr.com/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for daily updates.&lt;br /&gt;Sekian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trials result are out&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not mistaken&lt;br /&gt;I got a miserable C for Biology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML, my parents is gonna kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yesterday I bumped into Edmund's twins at college. I actually didn't know he has a twin 'cause both of them are in the different college. I find it creepy 'cause of both of them look almost bloody hell same. It felt like Edmund is back in college &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(he flew off to Sarawak 'cause he got JPA Scholarship)&lt;/span&gt; but is actually not him but his twin brother. Seeeeee, is creepy. Okay, I don't know what am I saying either. I might also spell his name wrongly as I NEVER talk to him in college before. YES, NEVER !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College was basically peer pressure because AS is crawling nearer everyday. Plus my Moral Education's works are back, life is miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, blogger should feel threatened as Tumblr is pure awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love, Me ! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-3710853083605170977?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/3710853083605170977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/09/kitteh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/3710853083605170977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/3710853083605170977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/09/kitteh.html' title='KITTEH'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-8394019981400568613</id><published>2010-09-18T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T21:55:18.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He Loves Me, Not !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel guilty for neglecting my blog. I don't know why I'm so into MapleSea and Sims3 again lately. Probably trying to run away from reality that AS is coming. FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends have to stress me out some more by telling me that AS is coming in three weeks time. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, few days back I actually confessed to Nate again. I told him how he meant the world to me. That I will wait for him eternally if I have too. The fact that he is the one and only man I love and no other else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding. I confessed to him that the fact I don't like him anymore. For the past few months I have been just playing along with my friends pretending that I still like him. I think the reason why I don't like him anymore is probably 'cause he's not the same guy I use to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he is different after that day I pat his head. 'Cause he hair is no longer smooth and soft, is like patting another person's head only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess time heals everything. Oh well, at least I'm moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/61054837448502630-8394019981400568613?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8394019981400568613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/09/he-loves-me-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8394019981400568613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/61054837448502630/posts/default/8394019981400568613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com/2010/09/he-loves-me-not.html' title='He Loves Me, Not !'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-2602210116556442824</id><published>2010-09-13T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T15:36:36.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make You Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen :&lt;/span&gt; Why wont gravity make you fall for me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nathaniel :&lt;/span&gt; Coz ur annoying annoying. Isnt subjected to gravity and thts true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen :&lt;/span&gt; If im the gravity, what would you be ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nathaniel :&lt;/span&gt; Ure nt the gravity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen :&lt;/span&gt; I said IF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nathaniel :&lt;/span&gt; No IF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen :&lt;/span&gt; Are you the gravity ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nathaniel :&lt;/span&gt; No but ure the annoying one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen :&lt;/span&gt; What are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nathaniel :&lt;/span&gt; Easy, I am the one being annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is mean (very), but cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Fall'/><author><name>BerryCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01147169905869297342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TGqP6yTajgI/AAAAAAAADE8/FYmyhcJYlT8/S220/DSC00469.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61054837448502630.post-1856489284887535867</id><published>2010-09-09T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T21:02:48.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berry D.I.Y'/><title type='text'>T Shirt Cutting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember what I said in the previous post that I'm obsessed with T Shirt Cutting&lt;br /&gt;Well, I finally found the time to cut my own T Shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I thought I'm gonna be free from college's works&lt;br /&gt;But the truth is that I totally forgotten about my Moral Education's Assignments&lt;br /&gt;FML&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back to T Shirt Cutting&lt;br /&gt;Basically T Shirt cutting is something involve cutting a T Shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(duh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make it more skin showing and body hugging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, it is possible to cut a Pasar Malam Tee&lt;br /&gt;Into something as sophisticated as a Forever 21 top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm like damn skinny, usually my clothes don't fit me well&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to experiment on a T Shirt I brought from Sungai Wang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The T Shirt looks completely sloppy on me as the sleeves are way too big&lt;br /&gt;You know la, Sungai Wang items don't go through QC one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut off the collar to make a V shaped neck line and the sleeves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TIjV3bEparI/AAAAAAAADHc/NplMbzqqjxQ/s1600/DSC00330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TIjV3bEparI/AAAAAAAADHc/NplMbzqqjxQ/s320/DSC00330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514892891851942578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tied the back with extra clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TIjV2edLujI/AAAAAAAADHM/DfknUx13xR4/s1600/DSC00333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TIjV2edLujI/AAAAAAAADHM/DfknUx13xR4/s320/DSC00333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514892875580291634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side view :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TIjV3CqP6YI/AAAAAAAADHU/u6GXpO6e_PA/s1600/DSC00332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TIjV3CqP6YI/AAAAAAAADHU/u6GXpO6e_PA/s320/DSC00332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514892885298768258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the sleeves was so big, I ended up with a big hole&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to worry how to wear a bra, fml&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Lily's one which I cut at school the other day&lt;br /&gt;The front is the same only lower&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she has bigger boobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TIjV2J5ykLI/AAAAAAAADHE/tE7c7l6GjIk/s1600/image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TIjV2J5ykLI/AAAAAAAADHE/tE7c7l6GjIk/s320/image025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514892870063132850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her design was mainly on the side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TIjV1vJuGQI/AAAAAAAADG8/xpOBp6Wylrs/s1600/image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KZc_VTzhcNY/TIjV1vJuGQI/AAAAAAAADG8/xpOBp6Wylrs/s320/image022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514892862882191618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See what I meant by body hugging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut a whee bit too low at the armpit, fhl&lt;br /&gt;The T Shirt she gave me also a whee bit too small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the way I tied the side ate up a lot of clothes&lt;br /&gt;So it was completely too short by the time we finish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's nothing I can't solve &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(wtf!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I manage to save it by pulling the cloth&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/61054837448502630-1856489284887535867?l=berrycrazystrawberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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time I put my pretty ass on the chair in the class&lt;br /&gt;One of my friend ran into the class&lt;br /&gt;Screaming that class was cancel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML FML FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I literally went to college for fun today.&lt;br /&gt;As if I'm so free&lt;br /&gt;Go college sit for two hours then go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been very into designing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designed and painted my old school shoes and hand mime T-shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ripped off Lily's T shirt&lt;br /&gt;and made it into a more fashionable skin showing top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the picture tho&lt;br /&gt;you might want to check out her blog&lt;br /&gt;whether she posted it or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is so dull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.n.D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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