<?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-7602817043677165273</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:16:10.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHA</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-5723745790787729327</id><published>2008-07-20T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T04:08:02.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHHA. i have officialyy MOVEDDDDDDDDDDDDD. wowowowowowowowowowowwwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://takeacrap.livejournal.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE BYE BLOGGER. LOVE YOU SO MUCH. BUT I HAVE TO GO TAKE A CRAP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-5723745790787729327?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5723745790787729327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=5723745790787729327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/5723745790787729327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/5723745790787729327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/hahha.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-1268776802736594413</id><published>2008-07-20T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T02:25:08.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sooooooooooooooooooo pissed. my aunty went into MY folder in the computer. and deleted MY pictures without asking MY permission. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH HER!? I HAVE NO IDEA. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway monday tomorrow again. why oh why. i hate school so much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-1268776802736594413?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1268776802736594413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=1268776802736594413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/1268776802736594413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/1268776802736594413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-sooooooooooooooooooo-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-8557720040242786502</id><published>2008-07-18T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T02:16:15.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a sudden urge to blog. i think im pmsing and all but whatever. i dont get why some people can think so damn highly of themselves.the worst are those who are so overly proud of themselves and so bloody critical about everybody else.i dont care if you think you oh so great and cool and whaaatever.. just stop putting others down as if they are much inferior to you. piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, when i was coming home from school, i had a major urge to dig my nose. MAJOR. and it was so itchy. but i practiced the art of self control throughout the train ride. and i must say i have mastered it. i thought that when i enter my block lift, i would be able to dig my nose without anyone looking but NOOOOOO there was this old couple in the lift too. so SELF CONTROL. but when i went home. immediately DIG. shiooooook :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why every single thing bothers me so much right now. and i hate it. im gonna get more white hair by the end of this term. and by a levels, i will have a shiny coat of whiteness on my head :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-8557720040242786502?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8557720040242786502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=8557720040242786502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8557720040242786502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8557720040242786502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-had-sudden-urge-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-7420915679339697722</id><published>2008-07-17T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T05:11:47.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think im pms-ing. im angry that my ipod is spoiling.... omg.like there are squiggly lines on the screen that wont go away!! so im trying to restore the settings on my ipod in hope of the disappearance of the squigglies. so far.... not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my dad bought durians. apparently durians are like mega cheap now cos as my dad says: "THERE IS GOOD HARVEST THIS YEAR" okkkk farmer father. and the wholeeee house smells like durian. and durians actually give me nosebleeds. just like how sentosa gives me nosebleeds but i still can take pictures with my nose bleeding right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this week of school is crawwwwwling byyyy. im dreading the next week already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i have decided to switch to livejournal very soooon. its the peer pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg my mum and dad were going out and i was like: where you going? and they were like: buy more durians. like WHAT? as if the house isnt smelly enough. well. i wont be able to smell it after my nose bleeds twenty thousand times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-7420915679339697722?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7420915679339697722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=7420915679339697722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/7420915679339697722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/7420915679339697722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-im-pms-ing.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-7212030255584856156</id><published>2008-07-13T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T06:12:39.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so sick of school.. im so sick of my mum nagging and im so sick of some people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and tmrw. its monday. mondays should be renamed shitday/(insert any bad word here)day. as if ending at four isnt bad enough.. we have 1.5 hours of GP and H1. and only 1hours or breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, friday was fun. met up with the b2 banananananananas :) we had lunch and then went to buy mich's present and then we walked to get bubble tea at tangs because joy kept whining bout bubble tea. and then ethel was being all aunty and motherly with everything and she still seems  to walk 20m in front of everyone. and then we spent fifty years trying to decide on chocolate or mango cake. sadly, everyone else disagreed with me and frankie and chose mango cake. well it was better than the other choices like: KUEH LAPIS WITH PRUNES/PANDAN KAYA CAKE. then we went to the airport to eat fish and co. it was a good meal except i didnt really appreciate sitting opposite frankie who kept blowing air into my face throughout the meal... fishy breath isnt very pleasant btw. so then we surprised mich with the cake right. and this fish and co dude brings the cake out and we forced mich to stand up in the middle of fish and co...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fish and co dude: HEY EVERYBODY THIS IS MICHELLE CELEBRATING HER 18TH BIRTHDAY...&lt;br /&gt;(all the fish and co waiters appear and surround our table)&lt;br /&gt;fish and co waiters: 1....2...3....&lt;br /&gt;us: HAP....&lt;br /&gt;fish and co waiters(clapping): FISH AND CO FISH AND CO. HOO HAA HOO HAA. FISH AND CO....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg? we were all gonna sing the HAPPY BIRTHDAY SONG and they suddenly started to rap some fish and co birthday rap. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. and frankie was the best. she sing damn loud only to realise they werent exactly singing happy birthday. HAHAHAHA.ok then hoiyan came with her parents.. like first time i see her yet she is leaving! her dad treated us to coffee bean stuff. and then we went home after bidding farewell to halk. and it was a damn tiring journey home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday.. went to aud's house to play mahjong. sadly, she has yet to find top spin. but its ok. me ky mel and aud entertained ourselves with mahjong, bridge and MEMORY GAME. ky kept winning the memory game but i think thats cos she cheated la...HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. im in some sort of horrendous mood these few days. sigh. goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-7212030255584856156?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7212030255584856156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=7212030255584856156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/7212030255584856156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/7212030255584856156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-so-sick-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-3263679443989074421</id><published>2008-07-05T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T09:56:53.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mahjong</title><content type='html'>ok im sooooooo tiredddddddddddddddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. just had mahjong tongxiaooooo at aud's and omg let's just say i laughed until i felt like something was cutting my intestines.. ouch. HAHA. i really cant remember everything that happened. so im just gonna do those list thingys of the stuff i kinda remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. we watched august rush and just like heaven. august rush is so niceeeeee. omg. please watch it. freddie highmore is so cuteeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i ate so much freaking junk you wont believe it. kfc-pizza-macs +a whole lot of other junkfood which my stomach couldnt take but i realised onlya few hours later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. me and aud were so desperately trying to find topspin 2 so we could play. we spent like 2 hours searching her house. we were so desperate that we even checked the toilet.. but to our surprise it wasnt in the toilet. we were so sure it would in there. (i hope u find it soon) oh and thanks to lx and mel for not helping us search.. instead just please sit on the couch and whine bout the lack of internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. we were all getting so distracted whilst playing mahjong. first, lingxin and mel kept using the laptop to do stupid stuff... and because MEL was busy doing dunno what bimbo shit that me lx and aud played some guess the mahjong tile game. which was so damn funny. "ISSIT GREEN!?" "er..A LITTLE..." HAHAHA. "ITS A VERY RARE COLOUR..." "OH OH. GOLD?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. OMG. one of the highlights was that jo took a random book and started reading it. and it was a book on EVERYTHING ABOUT ZOMBIES... did you guys know... that zombies tend to walk with a slouch and the only way to kill one is by destroying its brain so you would have to use a weapon that is approved by your own country's laws to kill one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. we taught audrey bridge and played bridge for awhile. and lx and me had so much fun making mel all confused over her partners. HAHA. but sadly... as we tried to confuse mel.. we confused aud too. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. MEL IF U ARE READING THIS THIS IS SOMETHING YOU DONT KNOW. while u were in the toilet shitting, we actually looked at your stack of cards and swopped cards with ours that we didnt want. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. and finally.. this will not make sense but... YOU LIKE MA BOOOOOOOTS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well. im tiredddddddddddddddddddddddddd. night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-3263679443989074421?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3263679443989074421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=3263679443989074421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/3263679443989074421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/3263679443989074421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/mahjong.html' title='mahjong'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-4433578783577939426</id><published>2008-06-30T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T00:10:22.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SPAIN WON EURO 2008. IM SO HAPPPPPYYYY. torres scored the winning goal. HAWWWWWT. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. YAYYYEEEEE! WOOOOOOOOOOOO. and im dead for math paper tmrw :( but what the hell... SPAINNNNNNNNNNNNN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-4433578783577939426?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4433578783577939426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=4433578783577939426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/4433578783577939426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/4433578783577939426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/spain-won-euro-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-43271409377492939</id><published>2008-06-09T03:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T04:04:08.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>should i change to livejournal?? but im some retard at other blogging sites... sigh. im bored. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. omg and i think im having insomnia! you see i will like go to sleep at like 1plus in the morning. then ill just lie there FULLY AWAKE for a freaking longgg time. last time i only went to sleep at 6am!! and yestd. i slept only at 4am!! SOMETHINGS WRONG WITH ME. i mean im still pro at sleeping for longggg hours since i keep waking up at 1 plus. but its just the FALLING asleep thats a problem for me. omg? must be the stress of using the computer everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-43271409377492939?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/43271409377492939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=43271409377492939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/43271409377492939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/43271409377492939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/should-i-change-to-livejournal-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-5452620665286318589</id><published>2008-06-07T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T08:58:01.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im officially severely obesed. omg? bumming around and watching tennis is increasing the fats around my fats. i need to study man. and like lx said. econs is the winner. SO MUCH SHIT TO MEMORISE. i wish i had john sloman's economic brain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway EURO2008 is here. OH YEAH SOCCER BABAYE. HAHA. of course im cheering for red hot spain. OLE OLE. and its NOT ONLY because they are a very hot team...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SEqv5_8Y-kI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xLCY6c0OLWU/s1600-h/Torres_634992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SEqv5_8Y-kI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xLCY6c0OLWU/s320/Torres_634992.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209169329959533122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im off to play zany bridge. goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-5452620665286318589?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5452620665286318589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=5452620665286318589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/5452620665286318589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/5452620665286318589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-officially-severely-obesed.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SEqv5_8Y-kI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xLCY6c0OLWU/s72-c/Torres_634992.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-6672347476348478952</id><published>2008-05-23T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T07:36:48.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im not feeling bloggy right now. so ill just sum up these few days with random pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well there was college day and pvp..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SDbTKyqjqXI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cy1VC7iRyL0/s1600-h/17-05-08_1249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SDbTKyqjqXI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cy1VC7iRyL0/s320/17-05-08_1249.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203578601825610098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SDbTWyqjqYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/-Kqx4qB6N6I/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SDbTWyqjqYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/-Kqx4qB6N6I/s320/Image012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203578807984040322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cass the maria of all marias.who in the world irons clothes in the school's general office, only she would know. she took freaking long just to iron one freaking blouse.. thank goodness she was ironing near the sick bay so i could rest while waiting. i actually took a video but im a nice friend and shall not embarrass her. actually im just lazy to upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY-23/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SDbUOCqjqZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/w9OYl8cpu-U/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SDbUOCqjqZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/w9OYl8cpu-U/s320/Image015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203579757171812754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THIS WAS THE DAY I REALISED THAT NOONE CAN BE MORE ANNOYING AND SO SO SO UNBEARABLE AS THOSE CHAMPION AUNTIES THAT RUIN ALL SICK PEOPLE'S LIVES. HONESTLY. IF WE ARE SICK, WE ARE SICK. NAGGING IS NOT MEDICINE. NAGGING IS THE MOST INAPPROPRIATE CRAP THAT COMES OUT FROM YOUR MOUTHS. ARGH. I HOPE I NEVER FALL ILL EVER AGAIN NOT BECAUSE OF MY HEALTH BUT BECAUSE I WILL NEVER HAVE TO SEE YOUR FACES.&lt;br /&gt;the pink dolphin mutation was the result of my anger.&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://bp1.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SDbVsiqjqaI/AAAAAAAAAGo/eYgUCTnKqQ4/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SDbVsiqjqaI/AAAAAAAAAGo/eYgUCTnKqQ4/s320/Image017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203581380669450658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and at least the lego tower we tried to build cheered me up. thank you lingxin for the lego.i love lego. i regret throwing all my lego away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. friday. too much to say. update tmrw. bye&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/7602817043677165273-6672347476348478952?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6672347476348478952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=6672347476348478952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/6672347476348478952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/6672347476348478952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-not-feeling-bloggy-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SDbTKyqjqXI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cy1VC7iRyL0/s72-c/17-05-08_1249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-2410313584910882153</id><published>2008-05-17T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T08:08:17.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SC7yG1BEy_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/7gTB1CBcG3Q/s1600-h/DSC04997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SC7yG1BEy_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/7gTB1CBcG3Q/s320/DSC04997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201360818784226290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. ok.&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/7602817043677165273-2410313584910882153?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2410313584910882153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=2410313584910882153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/2410313584910882153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/2410313584910882153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SC7yG1BEy_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/7gTB1CBcG3Q/s72-c/DSC04997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-2670547715378114959</id><published>2008-05-16T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T05:50:16.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im a happy baby :) im gonna eat durian later. omg. i havent eaten the king of all fruits in AGES. woooot. egg-citingggg :) :) omg. today was let's-sleep-in-class-even-i-dont-understand-lessons day.  first period...sleep. second period... sleep. third period(recess)...wide awake. fourth period... zZzz. so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after something happened today, i have a question. WHAT HAS FARTING GOT TO DO WITH BEING A WOMAN HUH?! i didn't know if you fart in public = you are not womanly. OBVIOUSLY, i couldnt control it. SHEEEEEEEEESH. and yeah. at least i admitted. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to watch netball finals. omg. super exciting man! i was like jumping around though i have no relation to both teams whatsoever. but it was too exciting! but julia was such a spoiler!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ger: WOOOOOOOOOO!! GO GOGO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;julia: ger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ger: WHAAAAT?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;julia: your breath stinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ger: HUH?! but i thought it smells like apple(from apple lattice)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;julia: yeah. just now it smelt like apple.. now it smells like apple and pangsai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ger: ... HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that we started seeing whose breath was smellier and in the end julia tan stopped cheering too much cos according to her she has bad breath. HAHAHAHAHHA. crazy bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear. i hope michelle doesnt read this.. I CANT BELIEVE WE LEFT 80 BUCKS WORTH OF POSTITS IN SCHOOL MAN. HAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, on a random note. if these people do even read this shit blog.stop sulking so bloody much. shit has apparently happened for you all but who cares, just live with it?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-2670547715378114959?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2670547715378114959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=2670547715378114959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/2670547715378114959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/2670547715378114959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-happy-baby-im-gonna-eat-durian-later.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-2031968056863856071</id><published>2008-05-13T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T04:44:48.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so tiredddddddd....... went for the drama syf today. haha. the drama was so funny!! well done! but im sooooooooooo tired from dunno what that i had to hang my bag from my neck while walking home. then i saw my neighbour along the way and she stared at me and was like: TIRED?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i came online to get pictures from julia and i started talking to aud too. then talking talking then julia wanted to see aud's picture. so i asked aud and she was like: just google FAT CHINESE GIRL under images. HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA. omggggg. i laughed so freaking hard. and then we tried to google fat chinese girl. and like there were pics of this fat girl sitting on a car and a fat baby. HAHAHAHA. omg aud really cracks me up to the max. sigh. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SCl-1VBEy-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/NKopW45vPfw/s1600-h/aud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SCl-1VBEy-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/NKopW45vPfw/s320/aud.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199826699415768034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; COME BACK SOON AUD! HAHAHA. THE VIWAWA AUNTY WITH HEADPHONES.&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/7602817043677165273-2031968056863856071?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2031968056863856071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=2031968056863856071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/2031968056863856071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/2031968056863856071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-so-tiredddddddd.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SCl-1VBEy-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/NKopW45vPfw/s72-c/aud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-6163652303742229</id><published>2008-05-10T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T08:25:55.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. its been a gross week. and im so tired from it :( :( well our last match is on mon against cj. hope the team plays their best since its the last match! go go go. sad thing is i can't play with you all anymoreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee :( :( went to see the knee specialist hoping for good news. instead, mr doctor told me to rest two months AT LEAST. omg!? my life sucks. as if im not fat enough, now i cant exercise so ill be fatter. oh dear oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, team talk on friday was quite hilarious. HAHA. marlene told everyone that while her mum was playing ddr, she jumped so hard that her neighbours called the police. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA. omg!??!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-6163652303742229?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6163652303742229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=6163652303742229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/6163652303742229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/6163652303742229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-6147788145256805644</id><published>2008-05-05T03:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T03:27:15.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it really sucks. sucks having a freaking knee injury. omg. it sucks so bad. WHYYY. i doubt i can play anymore. it really doesnt look too good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-6147788145256805644?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6147788145256805644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=6147788145256805644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/6147788145256805644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/6147788145256805644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-really-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-8090733322000536022</id><published>2008-04-29T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T08:29:24.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow is such a happening scandalous day. first there is a math test. oh my gawd cant wait. then there is lit presentation. double oh my gawd cant cant wait. and then THE match with nj. STRESSFUL. probably one of the most stressful wednesdays i will ever have... sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, HOPE WE CAN BEAT NJ! COME ON! :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-8090733322000536022?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8090733322000536022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=8090733322000536022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8090733322000536022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8090733322000536022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/04/tomorrow-is-such-happening-scandalous.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-93050386034726345</id><published>2008-04-26T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T01:14:01.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. i have just experienced one of the worst days of my life yestd. i do not feel good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. felt like fainting in the morning for no apparent reason&lt;br /&gt;2. was in such a bad mood&lt;br /&gt;3. got scolded by miss wong.&lt;br /&gt;4. played like 5 mins of the match and then fall down and then my knee die.&lt;br /&gt;5. watched the pp play which was good BUT SO DRAGGY.. and worsened my knee cos there was no space for me to put my injured knee anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;6. during the play, this crazy angmoh started shushing me for laughing. WTH. i didnt know you were not allowed to laugh during a play that HAD HUMOUR IN IT. chee toot.&lt;br /&gt;7. going home, we took like a damn long time to get a cab. we only managed to get one after me eunice and paul did some cab dance on the pavements. (paul was cursing cabs that didnt pick us up too)&lt;br /&gt;8. the cab driver cheated us... from clarke quay to like vivo to dunno where. and the cabbie was like trying to pretend he heard the destination wrongly. what a sneaky bitch.&lt;br /&gt;9. i went home, and my mum nagged at me for spraining my knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. today i went to check my knee at this sinseh. omg. i stepped in and the sinseh looked like some gangster and was as fierce as one. he was like: ZHUO!!! so i sat. then he started this long chant of things i should do in chinese which i still havent figured out. then he was damn rough when he massage that my thigh fats were jiggling like dunno what. so scary. even my dad said he was scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate bad days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-93050386034726345?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/93050386034726345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=93050386034726345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/93050386034726345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/93050386034726345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg_26.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-7473392344087912986</id><published>2008-04-23T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T04:52:33.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SA8iZMopACI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pg6yFpLgQas/s1600-h/jar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SA8iZMopACI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pg6yFpLgQas/s320/jar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192406711665229858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS DUDE IS A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;LO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;. PERIOD.&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/7602817043677165273-7473392344087912986?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7473392344087912986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=7473392344087912986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/7473392344087912986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/7473392344087912986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-dude-is-c-lo-w-n.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SA8iZMopACI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pg6yFpLgQas/s72-c/jar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-121000031501136276</id><published>2008-04-22T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T02:39:44.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MG PAST VS PRESENT PICS.. courtesy of edun! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SA2x-copAAI/AAAAAAAAAFo/omvcXgQbpBE/s1600-h/mg+pp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SA2x-copAAI/AAAAAAAAAFo/omvcXgQbpBE/s320/mg+pp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192001631824707586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SA2yNsopABI/AAAAAAAAAFw/S9uAazcFfw0/s1600-h/mg+pp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SA2yNsopABI/AAAAAAAAAFw/S9uAazcFfw0/s320/mg+pp2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192001893817712658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SA2xwMoo__I/AAAAAAAAAFg/kbsN556KDeE/s1600-h/mg+bag1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SA2xwMoo__I/AAAAAAAAAFg/kbsN556KDeE/s320/mg+bag1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192001387011571698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE DA BAGS.&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/7602817043677165273-121000031501136276?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/121000031501136276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=121000031501136276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/121000031501136276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/121000031501136276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/04/mg-past-vs-present-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/SA2x-copAAI/AAAAAAAAAFo/omvcXgQbpBE/s72-c/mg+pp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-8863425754966058574</id><published>2008-04-20T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T05:59:38.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well season starts tmrw. hope the team plays our bestest best! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. liangxia was supposed to help me change my blog stuff. but she suddenly disappeared. weird woman ok. HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday was mg past vs present. SO NICE TO SEE ALL THE NETTIES AGAIN. all=less than half the team.. but it was still so nice and HILARIOUS. HAHAHA. there were like less than 20 past people vs 550954329 present people so we were playing all the sports from netball then badminton then basketball. but we lost all the games we played. HAHAHA. basketball was the bomb though. me, eden, vic and char pang=best basketball team EVER. HAHAHA. kept having to pause the game to laugh. there was this like sec 1 girl.. OMG. she was like the best. she damn serious when she get the ball and pushed like eden and me to the max. i named her the match's MVP. yeah! HAHA. wow i smelt so bad after that. I WANT PICTURES. HELLO?! HELLO??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-8863425754966058574?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8863425754966058574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=8863425754966058574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8863425754966058574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8863425754966058574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-season-starts-tmrw.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-2332958754168476696</id><published>2008-04-15T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T07:13:28.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>somebody stab kill murder the e learning portal PUHLEASE. OMG!? its so freaking screwed up. eeeee-diot learning day. bloody pissed the whole day cos of the screwed portal. if i click on the start button, i totally expect a quiz to START... and not load awhile then.. woo. still the see the START button down there. PORK SHIT. they should name it E day, instead of E-learning day because OBVIOUSLY i have not learnt MUCH by just staring and clicking on the START buttons the whole freaking day. argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there is school tmw. OMG!? life sucks everybody. our lives are being ruined by common town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-2332958754168476696?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2332958754168476696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=2332958754168476696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/2332958754168476696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/2332958754168476696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/04/somebody-stab-kill-murder-e-learning.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-3204818129835452532</id><published>2008-04-14T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T06:59:03.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EVERYBODY CONGRATULATE ME NOW!! i managed to survive another monday!! im left with 345923540289320 more mondays! wooot. sigh mondays are so horrible. as if having our first break at 10am is not bad enough.. we have like no break from 12-4. gp math and bio all in a row. murder me every monday please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today during pe. me and cass helped julia with her shooting. but i shall not elaborate further on what happened. just that julia shot netballs till she became justice bao. but yeah. no elaboration. HAHAHAHA. omg it was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, if you think im a complain queen. wait till you read how joy complains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JOY says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i did 2.4 and 5item at one go today during pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JOY says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;then i had lessons from 8-4 WITH ONLY ONE 1 HOUR BREAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JOY says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;after that i had to rush to go for a damn damn tiring training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JOY says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;after which i had to take a bus &amp;amp; even CHANGE buses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JOY says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JOY says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you cant blame me ger  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JOY says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sobss&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i forgot to add,&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;i came home realising my stupid new maid cannot cook&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;so i had to survive on only two cup noodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. she is such a drama queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im tired. buh bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-3204818129835452532?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3204818129835452532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=3204818129835452532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/3204818129835452532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/3204818129835452532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/04/everybody-congratulate-me-now-i-managed.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-4873941813251339424</id><published>2008-04-11T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T06:43:43.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TGIFFFFFFF. IM SO TIRED. my legs are gonna drop out off their sockets soon. someone get me a wheelchair or some fake legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. it has been a super tiring week and im glad its ending though i doubt the next week will be any better. sigh. omg. there is like some freaking lion dance shit near my house, and its annoying the hell out of me. i dont get lion dances. SERIOUSLY. i mean no matter how many lion dances i have seen, they appear to sound the same and look the same. and. isn't it HUH to try to dance like a lion, do lions even dance!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LIVERPOOOOOOOOOOL.and torres... HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R_9q6R2kxGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/meYQngy83T8/s1600-h/4-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R_9q6R2kxGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/meYQngy83T8/s320/4-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187982845211362402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-4873941813251339424?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4873941813251339424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=4873941813251339424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/4873941813251339424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/4873941813251339424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/04/tgifffffff.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R_9q6R2kxGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/meYQngy83T8/s72-c/4-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-5243775223186484510</id><published>2008-04-08T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T03:48:23.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omggg. i just realised that when i get my period... the weather screws up!! i mean it was scorching hot in the morning and now its raining. it was so hot in the morning that not only my pits were sweating.. so were cassandra's (she said)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days have been pretty tiring and super duper boring. wake up, go school, eat, training, sleep. oh dont worry, i bathe after trainings. anyway waking up nowadays is such a chore. i wish right now i could sleep till the next holiday which is labour day. how ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, sorry kityee. sorry for telling the whole class what you said about ahem. AFTER YOU WERE ABUSING ME WITH YOUR COLOURFUL LANGUAGE. i currently cannot rmb what you were calling me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. training tomorrow. i realise there are so many things i would rather do than train. like... i would rather have my period for 20 days than train. OR. i would rather stand in the rain for 3 hours than train. etc etc... WHY MUST WE HAVE TRAINING DAMNIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. COME ON &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIVERPOOL&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/7602817043677165273-5243775223186484510?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5243775223186484510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=5243775223186484510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/5243775223186484510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/5243775223186484510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/04/omggg.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-4608958856387549209</id><published>2008-04-01T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T05:54:29.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. im so annoyed with my printer right now. i have 30 pages of notes to print but it only wants to print 5 pages. how stubborn can a machine get?! and after printing 5 pages. it starts to print WEIRD WEIRD symbols for MORE THAN 30 PAGES. in fact it printed weird symbols for all the paper that is left in the printer. the trees prob hate me right now. i blame the bio dept!! WHY CANT THEY PRINT ONE AND LEAVE IT AT THE BOOKSHOP!?! i rather pay for the notes than waste my time seeing %$!$#!@#$ being printed out. omg.. so now i have like 5 pages of useful bio notes and... 52452354542345239 pages of paper with %@#$%$@#%@#$ all over them. GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i was looking through pictures. HAHAHA. and i started cracking up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R_IvDmWPz4I/AAAAAAAAAE4/7ACTw53v3Tw/s1600-h/19514132338690l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R_IvDmWPz4I/AAAAAAAAAE4/7ACTw53v3Tw/s320/19514132338690l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184257859936833410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R_IvmGWPz5I/AAAAAAAAAFA/NKNDZ7lPZY8/s1600-h/DSCF0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R_IvmGWPz5I/AAAAAAAAAFA/NKNDZ7lPZY8/s320/DSCF0198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184258452642320274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R_IwXWWPz7I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/WbY4UmKXlV8/s1600-h/cac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R_IwXWWPz7I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/WbY4UmKXlV8/s320/cac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184259298750877618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R_Iv82WPz6I/AAAAAAAAAFI/XwMRdibWpho/s1600-h/VEN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R_Iv82WPz6I/AAAAAAAAAFI/XwMRdibWpho/s320/VEN.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184258843484344226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;frankie's the bomb man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HAHAHA. i miss mg :( :( :(&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/7602817043677165273-4608958856387549209?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4608958856387549209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=4608958856387549209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/4608958856387549209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/4608958856387549209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R_IvDmWPz4I/AAAAAAAAAE4/7ACTw53v3Tw/s72-c/19514132338690l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-7308570619208311912</id><published>2008-03-31T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T05:59:10.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its stupid monday again!! means another week of crappy lessons and whatever :( i absolutely hate mondays man!! we have 4 hours straight of lessons from 12-4!! omg. and it includes 1.5 hours of SNORE SNORE gp SNORE SNORE SNORE and SNORE SNORE SNORE bio SNORE SNORE SNORE SNORE. thank god monday's over.. for this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least today's training was much better since we didnt have to run around that horrid track. we just had to run the court. OMG. but it was so bad. because me and cass kept eating freaking WANGWANG biscuits like 5 mins before trg and during trg i felt like puking. especially during the ball drill where i had to run backwards.AND I GOT TERRIBLE MOTION SICKNESS :( the wangwang seller didnt help by selling them at such a cheap price of 20CENTS!! well i have learnt my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TRAINING WAS DA BOMB MAN. it was pretty dull till like the funniest shit happened!! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all starts out when we were playing netball AND ALL OF A SUDDEN. marlene trips and falls to the ground really dramatically. and everyone is like GASPPPP!!! OMG!!! AHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then being the very concern friend right. i rushed over and stood next to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger: OMG OMG ARE YOU OKAY?!?!&lt;br /&gt;marlene(sprawled on the floor): OWWWW. OWWW. MY kmferwnf..&lt;br /&gt;ger: HAR? (obv i didnt hear what she said) WHAT? WHICH PART INJURED?!&lt;br /&gt;marlene(still in pain but trying to sit up): owww. STOP STEPPING ON MY HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA. OMGGGGGGGGG. I WAS LIKE STEPPING ON HER BLOODY LONG PONY TAIL LA. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!! OH MY GOD. ITS BEEN HOURS SINCE THAT HAPPENED AND IM STILL LAUGHING. HAHAHAHAHA.  i even told my sister and aunty what happened and they laughed too!! but my aunt was totally random. she was like: why do u always step on people's hair?? HUH? SINCE WHEN HAVE I EVER STEPPED ON PEOPLE'S HAIR BESIDES TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im currently smiling into the computer screen. not normal. i shall end here. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-7308570619208311912?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7308570619208311912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=7308570619208311912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/7308570619208311912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/7308570619208311912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-stupid-monday-again-means-another.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-1736680697459946353</id><published>2008-03-26T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T05:13:27.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>trg today was so shitty!! RUN 9 ROUNDS. WO DE MA DE TA MA :(  and mr liew was like: you all havent even ran the twelve rounds for me!! ... WHAT TWELVE ROUNDS?!?!? CHEE TOOOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons were as usual. me and kityee entertaining ourselves again... sigh.. because of the videos, we keep singing TULIBU DIBU DAOCHIU in class and then crack ourselves up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh highlight of the day was playing the NAME CHINA'S STATES game!! started by julia tan. HAHAHA. she is such a cheena barbie. she started it after being very excited over the china students taking pics of us apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the game goes like this: u have to clap along to a rhythm and take turns to name china states in chinese. so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger: -clap clap- BEIJING!!&lt;br /&gt;julia: -clap clap- TIAN JING!!!&lt;br /&gt;cass: -clap clap- YUN NAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;ger:-clap clap- HAI NAN DAO!&lt;br /&gt;julia:-clap clap- NAN JING!!&lt;br /&gt;cass:-clap clap- HAI NAN DAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc.. etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. cheena poks uniteeeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-1736680697459946353?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1736680697459946353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=1736680697459946353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/1736680697459946353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/1736680697459946353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/03/trg-today-was-so-shitty-run-9-rounds.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-6531891280990773052</id><published>2008-03-21T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T05:58:26.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well went out today with ky zara cyn paul lingxin and jiali. haha. we watched step up. quite nice. but I STILL THINK CHANNING TATUM SHOULD BE IN IT! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yestd joy showed me some SUPER FUNNY VIDEOS. OMG. HAHAHA. dunno how she finds these videos. that bitch. HAHAHA. ANYWAY MUST WATCH. WATCH IT WATCH IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OBlgSz8sSM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OBlgSz8sSM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this video makes me want to have cute little british kids in the future. sigh. HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FQt-h753jHI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FQt-h753jHI&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this video... er..  i ken lee without this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. ok im off. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-6531891280990773052?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6531891280990773052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=6531891280990773052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/6531891280990773052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/6531891280990773052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-went-out-today-with-ky-zara-cyn.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-8365009849484296540</id><published>2008-03-18T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T04:51:56.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOPEEE. im FREEEE. wahoooo! weeeeeeeeeeeee! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh that was so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my exams arent really over la. monday there's lit. i swear the timetabler or whatever he is called hates lit student. start the earliest end the latest. tsk tsk.i wish there was another holiday soon. i think im sick of school already afterall i've been back in school FOR SUCH A LONG PERIOD OF TIME!! 2 DAYSS!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im quite sad channing tatum is not the star in step up! shitty. he is so hot la. chee toot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. audrey just reminded me of how we were skyping and we each had a puppet made of pads. and apparently mine was called chilli padi and hers was just.. pad. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA OMG. SHE CRACKS ME UP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i have nothing shitty to say. so im going off. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-8365009849484296540?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8365009849484296540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=8365009849484296540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8365009849484296540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8365009849484296540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/03/woopeee.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-6013793702665603799</id><published>2008-03-10T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T08:12:35.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>daaaaaamn. why the hell do we get cramps huh?! can someone please stand up right now and tell me WHY OH WHY OH WHY. whyyyyy. i want to remove my womb so i wont ever get cramps again but then i want cute little kids too. that is such a horrible dilemma you know. cramps for half my life. or kids. tsk tsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the weather is screwed. i dunno what is screwier? my period or the weather. both are the same though. they just keep FLOWING AND FLOWING AND FLOWING. the weather is also making me sick!?! arrrrrrarrrrrrararrrrr. the weather is also making trg totally shittier than it usually is also!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what's up with lingxin and kityee. whole day want ppl to send them slut songs. HAHA. seriously man. two sluts unite. anyway. i really dunno what else to say.except i have a shoutout...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LINGXIN IS A BIMBO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: joy, you can fight with her. see who reigns as 'your bimboness'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-6013793702665603799?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6013793702665603799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=6013793702665603799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/6013793702665603799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/6013793702665603799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/03/daaaaaamn.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-7824695246997317828</id><published>2008-03-09T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T04:01:49.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>isn't it amazing how they havent caught mas selamat?? omg. not like he looks SUPER common. he totally STANDS OUT in so many areas la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. he is damn freaking short for a man.&lt;br /&gt;2. he is wearing lao sai colour pants with like CWR on it.&lt;br /&gt;3. he has damn curly hair&lt;br /&gt;4. HE LIMPS!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he being out there is scaring the shit out of everyone and annoying those causewayers like lingxin. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was so bored from studying, i decided to upload pictures from my phone. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R9PBA1Da5OI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UyaPSrYKRI4/s1600-h/Flatten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R9PBA1Da5OI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UyaPSrYKRI4/s320/Flatten.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175692616764417250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mat lingxin stole.... oh. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R9PBhFDa5PI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-EsQyLyBh8Q/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R9PBhFDa5PI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-EsQyLyBh8Q/s320/Image030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175693170815198450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!?! i still have this in my phone. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R9PB71Da5QI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/mg8wmTHdjCE/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R9PB71Da5QI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/mg8wmTHdjCE/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175693630376699138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course. me and zara were the best PJC volunteers EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R9PCRVDa5RI/AAAAAAAAAEY/I7ExE9Q_U5Y/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R9PCRVDa5RI/AAAAAAAAAEY/I7ExE9Q_U5Y/s320/Image021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175693999743886610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ULTIMATE BUS RIDE IN BUS NO. 61... (this one where we were still full of energy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE YOUTH OLYMPICS DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R9PADlDa5NI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Nxehh0JeL0E/s1600-h/21-02-08_1806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R9PADlDa5NI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Nxehh0JeL0E/s320/21-02-08_1806.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175691564497429714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON THE WAY TO PADANG... IN A CAB WITH A DAMN HEART PAIN CAB FARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R9PCtVDa5SI/AAAAAAAAAEg/B4LptA-hMCk/s1600-h/21-02-08_1846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R9PCtVDa5SI/AAAAAAAAAEg/B4LptA-hMCk/s320/21-02-08_1846.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175694480780223778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BITCH WHO DIDNT WANNA GO AND WAS SULKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R9PDHVDa5TI/AAAAAAAAAEo/CKu5zZHJj-g/s1600-h/21-02-08_1934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R9PDHVDa5TI/AAAAAAAAAEo/CKu5zZHJj-g/s320/21-02-08_1934.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175694927456822578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R9PDW1Da5UI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Vh0qUh6meTo/s1600-h/21-02-08_1935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R9PDW1Da5UI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Vh0qUh6meTo/s320/21-02-08_1935.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175695193744794946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE YOG 2010 MAKES EVERYONE SMILEEEEE :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. ok i need to go do something more productive. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-7824695246997317828?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7824695246997317828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=7824695246997317828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/7824695246997317828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/7824695246997317828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/03/isnt-it-amazing-how-they-havent-caught.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R9PBA1Da5OI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UyaPSrYKRI4/s72-c/Flatten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-5113297160144814936</id><published>2008-03-05T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T04:40:46.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PART 2 OF THE ULTIMATE MAS SELAMAT QUIZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah okay my turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DOES HIS WIFE LOOK LIKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;she has a distinct thing about her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;CHEATER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;STOP CHECKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;I WAS READING BLOGS U BIATCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;thats true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;i havent seen his wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;SHOW ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;but the newspapers described before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;OH WHAT ISSIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;SHE WEARS A VEIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;which covers everything except her eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU MUST LOOK OUT FOR HER YOU KNOW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;SHE SUPPORTS HIS MOVEMENTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;yes anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;im in the running to be Singapore's #1 citizen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE TURN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;cos ive answered everything correctly so far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;u got both my questions wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;I DIDNT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;the kids one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;ONLY THE AGE THING HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;AND THE TECK WHYE ONE I TOLD U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;SO U DEH DEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHA FINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;what was the longest time the lorries were stuck because of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;6 HOURS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;DEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;DEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;DEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;DEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU SURE????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;READ NEW PAPER YESTD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU NEVER SPECIFY WHERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;U SUCK OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;I DONT CARE MAN AFTER THIS WE NEED TO VERIFY THE INFORMATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;our mas selamat quiz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;to see who's the better singaporean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;okay my turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;do you think you'll be able to spot him if he was walking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;walking at normal pace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;FASTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;beep beep beep beep (to 10 seconds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;WAIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;I WAS SAVING TEH CONV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; why's that????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HE DOESNT LIMP WHEN WALKING NORMALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;OMGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;GER YOU'RE GOOD YOU'RE GOOD HAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;so when is his limp apparent???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;when brisk walking or running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. then i was too lazy to save the rest. but yeah. me and joy are like singapore's best citizens.  i think i won. so yeah. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-5113297160144814936?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5113297160144814936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=5113297160144814936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/5113297160144814936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/5113297160144814936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/03/part-2-of-ultimate-mas-selamat-quiz-joy.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-7805044409159074552</id><published>2008-03-03T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T07:32:00.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. THE FUNNIEST MSN CONVO EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ultimate mas selamat quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;i know so much about this mas guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;you do???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;okay come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;let me quiz you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you must respond within 10 seconds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;whatever lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;bring it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;1) why does mas have a limp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;HURRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;HURRY HURRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;he tried to escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;the other time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;and???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;while jumping out from first floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;SHIT YOU'RE GOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG LA GER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;and broke his damn leg la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;IT WASNT FROM THE 1ST FLOOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;YES IT IS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;FIRST FLOOR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;IT WASNT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;YESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;but i read newspapers they said he jumped from "a rather high floor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; OMG GER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;if you're on the 1st floor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU DONT EVEN NEED TO JUMP OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;OMGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;I READ SOMEWHERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE IT WAS A HIGH FIRST FLOOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS STILL A BASEMENT U KNOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;OK NVM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;let me test u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;how many kids does he have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;hurry hurry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HURRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;3@!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HURRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;3!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;WRONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;WRONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;AGES 5-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;5!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT??!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;YES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;HE IS SUCH A HORNY PAIKA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;YAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU SURE GER/?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;guess another one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;where does he live?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU SURE YOU DIDNT GET MIXED UP WITH THEIR AGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HURRY HURRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;TECK WHYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;OHW AIT I TOLD U THAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;DARN IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;yes you did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;NO I DIDNT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;you said he stays near your school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;anyway this is so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;raising our awareness of mas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm okay my turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WAS HE WEARING WHEN HE ESCAPED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;HURRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;I SAID HURRRYYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;GOSH YOU'RE A CHEATER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;which said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;wrc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;DETAILS???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;and a t shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;COLOUR??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;BIATCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;WHITE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;colour of shorts????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;GREY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;I DUNNO THAT ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;DARN IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;DEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;WRONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY says:&lt;br /&gt;the answer is: BROWN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;OMGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;FOCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is only part 1. omg?!?!? HILARIOUS TO THE MAX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-7805044409159074552?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7805044409159074552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=7805044409159074552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/7805044409159074552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/7805044409159074552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/03/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-3226812577106860508</id><published>2008-02-29T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T04:42:27.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my god. today was a crazyyy day. when two people pms, they shouldnt be sitting next to each other. HAHA. especially if you are chow kityee and geraldine lim. omg. just keep screaming at each other today. thank goodness we survived and are still friends. HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP was another crazyyyy lesson. just laugh to the max. HAHAHA. my feedback for my AQ question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" your answer is not balance. you only deal with one passage with detailed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best comments ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-3226812577106860508?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3226812577106860508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=3226812577106860508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/3226812577106860508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/3226812577106860508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-7693397979719238513</id><published>2008-02-28T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T00:02:21.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you ever wondered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do some bloody people think they are so bloody perfect?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-7693397979719238513?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7693397979719238513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=7693397979719238513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/7693397979719238513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/7693397979719238513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/02/have-you-ever-wondered.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-4757080698848844901</id><published>2008-02-24T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T19:09:37.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;STOP SPAMMING BITCHES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-4757080698848844901?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4757080698848844901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=4757080698848844901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/4757080698848844901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/4757080698848844901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/02/stop-spamming-bitches.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-7313254366366031367</id><published>2008-02-24T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T03:01:39.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fernando torres i love you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R8FOdBZgRYI/AAAAAAAAADo/i1NQBfsLH0k/s1600-h/Fernando%2BTorres01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R8FOdBZgRYI/AAAAAAAAADo/i1NQBfsLH0k/s320/Fernando%2BTorres01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170500107696620930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted to say how much i love fernando torres. OH MY GOD. scoring TWO hat tricks in one season is just. A-M-A-Z-I-N-G. sigh. i could go on and on for days about this dude but not everyone likes him... like that stupid liangxia. just one bitch. always say his freckles very ugly. BIATCH. haha. but nvm. i always say her ECs are shit anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. today, my sister's boyfriend is coming over for dinner. and MY MUM IS MAKING ME SWEEP THE STUPID FLOOR?!?! like hello, mother?!! its not my boyfriend?!? sheesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and. my throat isnt getting better. its like different parts of my throat is taking turns to be sore,how nice. and about my tongue. omg. wth?! now i have to gargle hydrogen peroxide everyday to stop it from turning white. that is just disgusting. i used to think hydrogen peroxide will burn you but now i have to put it into my mouth... it stings your tongue to the max. and if i choke on it, wow, one cup of hydrogen peroxide into my digestive system. and i shall lao sai for months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, SINGAPORE 2010!! HAHA. i wish i could blog bout going to the padang thing but im too tired. i just feel like complaining about everything. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum just got some bicycle exercise machine. HAHAHA. its damn fun can!? i love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im off to study for my gazillion tests next week. i absolutely hate school, some people just annoy the hell out of me man. ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-7313254366366031367?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7313254366366031367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=7313254366366031367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/7313254366366031367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/7313254366366031367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/02/fernando-torres-i-love-you.html' title='fernando torres i love you!'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R8FOdBZgRYI/AAAAAAAAADo/i1NQBfsLH0k/s72-c/Fernando%2BTorres01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-1730387337338335559</id><published>2008-02-16T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T03:24:18.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so shitty. ive been sick since wed and didnt go to school since thurs. i hate being sick man. so horrible. ive decided to blog consistently. yeah right. i think im gonna die the next time i return to school since i dunno what has been going on. i will be like huh in every class. but then... im like that in every class whether im sick or not. so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored at home. i have to entertain myself later by watching the chingay. HAHA. how exciting. all the colourful stuff and graceful stuff. they are totally my kind of stuff la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, that day i went to the doctors right. and the doctor told me in my face that i ate too much new year goodies. HOW THE HELL WOULD HE KNOW THAT HUH. i bet he looked at me and assumed so. sheesh. but its ok. i DID eat too much new year goodies. sigh. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what im ranting about right now man. im going to eat dinner. bye y'all. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-1730387337338335559?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1730387337338335559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=1730387337338335559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/1730387337338335559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/1730387337338335559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-shitty.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-2518412522063945582</id><published>2008-02-12T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T04:59:39.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BANZAIIII</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA. im BLOGGGGINGGGG. anyway cny is over :( :( and i ate so many pineapple tarts. im doomed. according to joy, 2 pineapple tarts = 1 bowl of rice, THAT IS HORRIBLE. HAHAHA. i think i ate at least 15 pineapple tarts.. so thats like 7.5 bowls of rice. OMG. HAHA. but you know what makes me feel better? ... that joy ate two boxes. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. omg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was as per usual.. boring :( the only highlight was eunice's party. oh HAPPY BIRTHDAY EUNICE. HAHAHA. i was so excited and was blowing the.. whats it called... the blowing thing.. damn loudly. then i think zara got really pissed off and she said: GER. AFTER THIS, YOU WILL HAVE NO MORE FRIENDS. and i shut up. zara is so good at getting ppl to shut up. so after that we sat down and started blowing ton ton balloons and eating sushi. TILL ZARA SALAHUDDIN CAME WITH A PACKET OF SWEETS. woooot. so fun la. its those realllllyyy longgggg skinny sweets. and we were all competing to see who can suck it up the fastest. liangxia was the champion cos someone (cant rmb who) said that she practice too much kissing. HAHAHA. kityee was the CHAMPION.. of having her saliva exposed everywhere. there were like loops and coils of saliva around her sweet. how lovely isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, met mich and joy after school at the ever so hip and happening lot 1. and with the new extension, it is gonna be renamed lot 1+1, according to miss ling, i dunno why. and we went to eat PASTAMANIA BANZAI!! hahahahaa. we were debating what banzai was. i thought it meant something like bonanza, but joy kept ranting on and on about banzai being a monster mummy? and mich says it is just some japanese exclamation. so we didnt find out in the end. though i thought mich's was the most logical. then me and joy headed to popular!!! everyone's favourite bookstore &lt;3 &lt;3 ! we were walking around looking for stupid things to buy. and both of us wanted to buy chops.mine said 'MESSY' and a frownie below it. joy was supposed to decide on either a kangaroo/koala bear or something.... BUT WE LOOKED AT THE PRICE AND IT WAS LIKE 5 FREAKING BUCKS FOR ONE CHOP?!?! sheesh kebabs. then we walked to the toy section. and joy found a magic 8 ball. AND SHE WAS SUCH A BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-joy shakes the ball-&lt;br /&gt;joy: IS GER FAT?!?!&lt;br /&gt;-ball doesnt give answer-&lt;br /&gt;joy: IS GER FAT?!?!?!?!?!??!&lt;br /&gt;ball: getcha head in the game.&lt;br /&gt;joy: IT MEANS YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BITCH RIGHT. the worst thing was she said it so loudly. this aunty who was looking at birthday cards kept looking at us, i bet she was finding the fat ger. sheesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. mich is so skinny! honestly! MICH EAT MORE. IF YOU EVER READ THIS. she went to the toilet for a really long time and we both thought she got stuck in the toilet pipes. OH. and while waiting for her, me and joy were standing outside and this guy bumped into joy and he was like: ZHU NI XUE YE JING BU. omg?!?!?1 HAHAHAHAHA. i swear he is a molester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i need to go bathe now. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-2518412522063945582?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2518412522063945582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=2518412522063945582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/2518412522063945582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/2518412522063945582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2008/02/banzaiiii.html' title='BANZAIIII'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-8528554658417252703</id><published>2007-12-29T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T22:08:18.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>for the sake of updating</title><content type='html'>just some random quizzes i did to past time hahahah. oh highlight to see certain words =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You are a shy flirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/nerdy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are more inclined to leave anonymous love notes for your crush then go up and ask them out. You prefer to leave the ball in their court and see where it takes you. A lot of people find this style romantic, but sometimes you are going to have to work up the nerve and ask your crush out, because if your crush is shy too, you may both like each other and never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=3"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid; font-color: blackcolor:#000000;" cellspacing="1" cellpadding="6" width="375" align="center" border="0" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="75"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;YOUR REPORT CARD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign="center" height="40"&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="50%" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;Category&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="50%" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;Grade&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="50%" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;Love&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="50%"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3399cc;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="50%" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;Friends and Family&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cc00;"&gt;A+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="50%" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;Body&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="50%" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;Mind&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cc00;"&gt;A+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="50%" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;Finance / Career&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3399cc;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign="center" height="75"&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Your Life's Average Grade: &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#000000" height="5"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt" align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=152"&gt;'What is your Life Grade?'&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="450" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hotness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hotness is most important in a boyfriend/girlfriend. This indicates that you are mostly into having an attractive partner. You prefer to date around, and don't usually get attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Perfect BF/GF Piechart - QuizGalaxy.com" src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/bfgf_piechart-4-4-3-3-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=57"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BACKGROUND: url(http://img.quizgalaxy.com/pill-effect-bg.jpg) no-repeat; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" height="515" width="400" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="50"&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="75"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynric Pills:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will cause an increase of craziness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="75"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt" valign="bottom" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=101"&gt;'What effect do you have on people?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BACKGROUND: url(http://img.quizgalaxy.com/recipecard.jpg) no-repeat; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" height="322" width="400" background="#FFFFCC" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="50"&gt;&lt;td width="20"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" width="245"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cynric:&lt;br /&gt;Recipe for Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="25"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- 1/2 a cup of caring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="25"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- 2 teaspoons of sensitivity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="25"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- A teaspoon of intelligence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Boil together and serve.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt" align="middle" colspan="3"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=118"&gt;'What is your recipe for love?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="7"&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid; font-color: blackcolor:#000000;" cellspacing="1" cellpadding="6" width="375" align="center" border="0" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="75"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;YOUR DATING REPORT CARD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign="center" height="40"&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="50%" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;Category&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="50%" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;Grade&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="50%" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;Flirting&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="50%"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="50%" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;Physical&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="50%" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;Emotional&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cc00;"&gt;A+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign="center" height="75"&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Your Average Dating Grade: &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#000000" height="5"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt" align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=168"&gt;'What is your Dating Grade?'&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="450" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You date like you are 24 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/martiniglasses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a dating pro. You've been around the block a few times and know exactly what you like and dislike in a partner. Usually you can tell after one date if you would date them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=144"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;quiz galaxy is fun =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cyneorita&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table background="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/historybook.jpg" border="0" style="border: 1px solid black;" width="425" height="225"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="70"&gt;&lt;td width="115"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="115"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cynric wrote the worlds greatest love story.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="115"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;... afterward, Cynric found 10 bucks under the couch.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td width="115"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="color: #FF0000;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=149"&gt;'How will you be remembered in history books?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: #FF0000;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-8528554658417252703?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8528554658417252703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=8528554658417252703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8528554658417252703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8528554658417252703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/12/for-sake-of-updating.html' title='for the sake of updating'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-8187457662663878662</id><published>2007-12-10T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T09:09:53.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA. hello friends! im baaacccckkkkkkk. because im borreeeeedddddd. haha. anyway, it has been a boring few days :( joy and i just do the craziest things online when we are bored. from skyping to playing isketch and habbo. today, we even took a IQ test from (according to joy) a very TRUSTED site with the name www.TICKLES.com. like woah.absolutely trusting name. therefore i trust that i have an IQ of 126 which is above average. thank you TICKLES.COM! then after the IQ test, we tried to do the impossible quiz. and OHDEAR. it is IMPOSSIBLE. even with the answers given, joy and i still answered some wrongly. HAHA. it got frustrating in the end. i kept getting bombed -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. besides taking stupid quizzes, i've been watching the SEA games. especially the swimmers. swimming is so exciting though i absolutely hate to take part in swimming. SO. both of us have decided to learn a SEA games sport so we can win the medal and get the prize money. we are so smart. we are gonna take up sports that people dont usually play so we can win it easier. WE.ARE.SUCH.GENIUSES. (tickle.com said so too!) THEREFORE, im joining SEPAK TAKHRAW! if you dont know what it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R11xSCDyduI/AAAAAAAAADY/kuW1Rl5y5jA/s1600-h/st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R11xSCDyduI/AAAAAAAAADY/kuW1Rl5y5jA/s320/st.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142390904131319522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HERE YOU GO.dont laugh because im gonna be the sepak takraw champ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joy is so boring. guess what sport she chose. SILAT! HAHAHAHAHAHA. can you imagine JOY doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R11yBCDydvI/AAAAAAAAADg/mGTuNDl4gkA/s1600-h/sil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R11yBCDydvI/AAAAAAAAADg/mGTuNDl4gkA/s320/sil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142391711585171186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THIS!?!??! oh my shet! HAHAHAHAHA. well at least it looks like the medals are in the bag! :D yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. i dont want to blog anymore. i am getting sleepy already. HAHA. bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-8187457662663878662?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8187457662663878662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=8187457662663878662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8187457662663878662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8187457662663878662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/12/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/R11xSCDyduI/AAAAAAAAADY/kuW1Rl5y5jA/s72-c/st.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-8829275629500713241</id><published>2007-12-03T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T06:21:31.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE HEART SPEEDBIT</title><content type='html'>FOR GER &amp;amp; JOY'S OWN LAUGHING PLEASURE ONLY. in accordance to the advertisement of heroes. whereby they whisper in amazement 'i can fly... heroes.' hahahah something like that i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;i can swim... very fast.&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;heroes.&lt;br /&gt;JOY ; says:&lt;br /&gt;i can swear... like a bitch&lt;br /&gt;JOY ; says:&lt;br /&gt;heroes...&lt;br /&gt;JOY ; says:&lt;br /&gt;i can cook.... like a maid...&lt;br /&gt;JOY ; says:&lt;br /&gt;heroes...&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;i can brush... my teeth&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;heroes&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;i can brush... my hair&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;heroes&lt;br /&gt;JOY ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; also... my teeth...&lt;br /&gt;JOY ; says:&lt;br /&gt;heroes&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;thats what ... i said..&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;at first.&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;heroes.&lt;br /&gt;JOY ; says:&lt;br /&gt;omg you're... right...&lt;br /&gt;JOY ; says:&lt;br /&gt;heroes&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;yes... dumbo.&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;heroes&lt;br /&gt;JOY ; says:&lt;br /&gt;ha... hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;JOY ; says:&lt;br /&gt;heroes&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;ho...hohoho...&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;heroes&lt;br /&gt;JOY ; says:&lt;br /&gt;mary stella... seam...&lt;br /&gt;JOY ; says:&lt;br /&gt;heroes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of cos, i dont think anybody will understand anyway. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;anyway that si fatty is in taiwan now. hope he buys me back good stuff! to eat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-8829275629500713241?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8829275629500713241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=8829275629500713241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8829275629500713241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8829275629500713241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/12/we-heart-speedbit.html' title='WE HEART SPEEDBIT'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-3864310950694824343</id><published>2007-11-28T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T00:07:58.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR TERRIBLE ORDEAL</title><content type='html'>HI FRIENDS. im proud to proclaim that after 14 hours of continuous sleep, i've finally regained enough energy to blog! anyway natt ger cyn &amp;amp; i went to eastcoastpark to cycle. and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time taken from&lt;br /&gt;bt timah --&gt; eastcoastpark: 1 hour&lt;br /&gt;eastcoastpark --&gt; bt timah: 4 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN ANYONE TELL ME HOW THAT IS POSSIBLE???&lt;br /&gt;even worse. i got a sunburnt even though it was raining throughout the whole of singapore. how is that possible either?! the only good thing that happened was that i saw a shooting star at night (it was so niceee!) so i quickly made a wish. on second thought, i really should have wished that they would shorten the DAMN BUS 61 ROUTE IN SINGAPORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway at least cycling at ecp was really fun! (: after breakkie at kap, we took a train down to ecp to meet natt. &amp;amp; we rented bicycles for 1 hour. but they were having this promotion thing so its like... buy one hour, get one hour free. plus one mineral water free too. what a good deal! -.- hahah so we cycled to the jetty &amp;amp; took tons of pics &lt;a href="http://nattrf.livejournal.com/7634.html#cutid1"&gt;http://nattrf.livejournal.com/7634.html#cutid1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to cycle back to the food court to eat dessert cos it was threatening to rain. so i had ice kachang, natt &amp;amp; ger had ice longan. &amp;amp; they told me off for scooping some puny amount of corn, onto the tray. cos they said somebody else could have eaten it. gosh it was just half a teaspoon worth of mashed up corn!!! hahaha! relax friends...its just corn! let the birds have it! &amp;amp; then suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joy: omggg!!AHHH SO CUTE! -points behind ger &amp;amp; cyn-&lt;br /&gt;-silence-&lt;br /&gt;(i was wondering why they didnt agree with me)&lt;br /&gt;-more silence-&lt;br /&gt;natt: the vj guy???&lt;br /&gt;joy: WHAT?! OMG NO ITS THE TWO PUPPIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh there was this vj guy walking in front of the two puppies &amp;amp; it was so freaking malu la. what's worse.. he wasnt the least cute. then halfway, ger received an mms of this... ikea dog bag... which her netball friends wanted to get as a 'team bag'. so ger &amp;amp; i even posed enthusiastically with the bicycles &amp;amp; mms back that picture saying.. 'team bicycle'. &amp;amp; i think they didnt get it. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thennnn. we cycled back to the renting place. &amp;amp; the weather was really goood! there were leaves falling out from the trees just like in autumn. &amp;amp; riding our bicycles, we felt so korean. &amp;amp; started pretending we were in a korean drama. we were cycling around shouting 'OPA! OMA!' at each other. we even started singing the winter sonata song everytime the leaves dropped, &amp;amp; anyhow spoke chinese in a korean tone so it'll sound like we really know how to speak korean. i know i know... -.- x infinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST after we returned our bicycles &amp;amp; claimed our free water, it started to pour damn heavily. so we ate at mac cafe &amp;amp; talked about loads of shit. ger &amp;amp; i were discussing which actresses we think will win an award at star awards. how embarrassing... i didnt know we were so cheena. HAHAHA. then at 4pm, we finally decided to take a cab to eunos mrt to go home. and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEED&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;SAY&lt;br /&gt;MORE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that marked the start of our 4 hour ordeal back home. this brilliant cynric, insisted that we take bus 61 back from EUNOS to BT TIMAH cos 'ooh long bus rides are so fun!' again i say... -.-&lt;br /&gt;so at first we were really hyped! we even rushed to chope the back seats so we could talk &amp;amp; bond better! we started our very exciting journey by sending pics via bluetooth, to random people on the bus. then suddenly we realised we were near sa. so i was thinking oh! that's great! its quite near our house! oh little did i know... that the damn 61 travels across singapore in a ZIG-ZAG FASHION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 mins later..&lt;br /&gt;'ooh! we're at &lt;strong&gt;old &lt;/strong&gt;bridge road!'&lt;br /&gt;40 mins later..&lt;br /&gt;'hey we're at &lt;strong&gt;new&lt;/strong&gt; bridge road!'&lt;br /&gt;50 mins later..&lt;br /&gt;'alright! we're now at &lt;strong&gt;north&lt;/strong&gt; bridge road now!'&lt;br /&gt;60 mins (1 HOUR) later..&lt;br /&gt;'okay! now its &lt;strong&gt;south &lt;/strong&gt;bridge road!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, we spent an hour travelling around the whole of bridge road like some freaking excursion bus. we saw ten thousand mosques &amp;amp; churches &amp;amp; temples. then suddenly when we looked to our left.. WE SAW A FRIGGIN SHIP PORT! (note: harbourfront)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so oh great! an hour down.. only about an hour left on the bus! i cannot stress how -.- i felt at this point. so fine. why not we admire the pretty churches on our right? they were really very nice &amp;amp; we've never seen them in our life. so ger &amp;amp; i read out the names of the church so we could commit them to memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'st theresa's church'&lt;br /&gt;'stella marry si....'&lt;br /&gt;-looks at each other-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA the church was stella marry seamen's church. try reading that out at first glance. it sounds damn wrong la.. hahahaha. then anyway stupid si fei nan (cursed fat boy) aka CYNRIC CHONG was sleeping throughout this whole time. so ger &amp;amp; i tried to make ourselves feel better about the never ending bus trip by singing 'we're pilgrims on a journey on a narrow roadddd'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until half an hour later.. we totally died. our singing started to have pauses &amp;amp; even our laughter was like 'haha...-pause- haaa.' we were hungry.. &amp;amp; cold.. children... with aching butts. due to sitting for hours. so we decided to sleep on the bus. but we sent an alarm to ring in 2o mins incase we missed our stop &amp;amp; reach bt timah 500 years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's not called being kiasu lor. its called being ever-ready! especially when you've got 'FRIENDS' like si fei nan who leads his sheep(friends) to less green pastures. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally. we reached home at 8pm. i feel tired even as im typing this now. my brain feels so used from recalling that traumatic experience. bye everyone i think i'll go sleep again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-joy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-3864310950694824343?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3864310950694824343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=3864310950694824343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/3864310950694824343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/3864310950694824343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/11/our-terrible-ordeal.html' title='OUR TERRIBLE ORDEAL'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-1135700028331485066</id><published>2007-11-25T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T05:50:26.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>okay i finally got my fat ass of the sofa &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( and onto another form of chair&lt;/span&gt; ) to blog bcos mrs.liangxia wants me to blog abt today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY i went to china town with &lt;strong&gt;berhan kityee lingxin &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; zara&lt;/strong&gt;. WAT IS THE SMS SAY SO MANY PPL GOIN AND WHEN I SHOW UP I SEE 4 PPL ONLY! ARGH. stupid ao6 ppl whole day pangseh &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( INCLUDING YOU GER! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as usual i didn't wear my specs so when i was tryin to find zara and called her, she was just in front of me waving and shoutin my name. nice i just one embarrassed thing in front of all the old fogies. okay so zara led me to where the rest were, and liangxia was takin pics in some ooloo &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( dunno how to spell )&lt;/span&gt; alley. She was makin berhan and kityess pose as some couple for her art. all lovey/emo/poserish shots la pls. and like &lt;strong&gt;BERHAN AND KITYEE&lt;/strong&gt;?? is just one oppressive boy and one willing to be oppressed couple, how wrong! and best, when they were posing for the pictures one random zombie guy walked thru. &lt;strong&gt;HIS EYEBAGS IS JUST ONE BIG SHIT&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( like the kfc insomnia auntie at lot 1 HAHA&lt;/span&gt; ). i bet he was like thinking WTF ARE THE TEENAGERS IN SINGAPORE BECOMING HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay so after the emoish pictures, we went to help zara find chinesey lookin pictures. like must look very china kind &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( thats why we were in chinatown -.- ).&lt;/span&gt; ends up that our meaning of chinesey lookin pictures = anything with old people &lt;strong&gt;wearin singlets&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHA. its just all the pictures must consist of AT LEAST one old fogie inside. we're such ageists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and we walked into some shoppin centre, and there was some guy tryin to promote his cheat-old-retards-and-aunties products. and we were acting like we were interested in his weird plasticine thingy that is supposed to stick onto anything and will like harden after 1 hr crap. AND BEST one auntie really went to buy. stupid bitch waste her money on a product that will &lt;strong&gt;stop workin after like today&lt;/strong&gt;? HAHA. i seriously dunno how some ppl just believe all these scammers la. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( maybe the auntie was his ally and pretend to buy from him! OMG cunning bastard! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after walkin arnd takin pictures of random old people, we went over to some &lt;strong&gt;Furajkvhashv hotel&lt;/strong&gt; which is like right beside chinatown to visit oh dearest hans who was helpin his aunt with some pageant bullcrap. while searchin for him, i walked past this room and like saw this hotel-worker-couple having a rendezvous la LIKE WTH. nice one slut woman lyin on another man. AND WHEN SHE REALISED I WALKED PAST &lt;strong&gt;SHE WAS LIKE SO KANCHIONG&lt;/strong&gt; AND STAND UP HAHAHAHAHAHA. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( slut caught u in the act bwahahah. )&lt;/span&gt; Kay so when we finally found him, he was like tellin us the contestants were not bad. so we believed him. so we wanted to take a peek. he said ok he try then he lead us to the room. the champion boy was supposed to open the door big enough so we could look in right? best. he opened the door just nice for him to SQUEEZE in. &lt;strong&gt;LIKE WTH SEE WAT?&lt;/strong&gt; one stupid boy really. in the end he could not come out &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(cos his aunt needed his help or some shit )&lt;/span&gt; so we decided to leave. and as we were in the elevator, SOME OF THE CONTESTANTS ENTERED THE LIFT AS WELL!! me and berhan were like so excited to see like their standard. for&lt;strong&gt; nothing&lt;/strong&gt;. really. nice like some &lt;strong&gt;pangsai.&lt;/strong&gt; i was like, "&lt;strong&gt;oh my&lt;/strong&gt;. hans wat happened to ur taste seriously. i think spendin too much time in pj lowers ur standard". just one pangsai. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( i tell you, ger and joy, EVEN you 2 can win the competition. confirm plus chop stamp. really. stupid hans trick us. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the disappointing encounter &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( skip the embarrassing lose my wallet part but found it again )&lt;/span&gt;, we ended up in swensens to chill. and with berhan + lingxin + kityee = bridge/daidi. HAHAHA. just play cards everywhere we go. and while playin, got some powerpuff girls show on stage for little kids thingy at the shoppin centre. AND THE BEST THING OF THE DAY, THE HOST WAS THE GALE &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(or some shit liddat )&lt;/span&gt; PERSON FROM SINGAPORE IDOL. WOOT. she is just one chiobu can? she shld be honored, to make me wear my specs to look HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we just went home, WHILE PLAYING BRIDGE IN THE BUS HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay fingers tired bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYNNNNNNNNNNN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-1135700028331485066?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1135700028331485066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=1135700028331485066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/1135700028331485066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/1135700028331485066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/11/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-838748104320846985</id><published>2007-11-19T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T06:51:38.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone( as you can see, everyone = natt, joy and cyn), im blogging not because joy ling is forcing me to but cos im waiting for the CHAMPION to load! damn that youtube is slow! ive been watching since like 3 days ago and im still watching episode 4 -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway today we went for a b2 gathering at miss teo's house. met mel pok and mel lee for lunch first then took 970 down. and joy was messaging me about how late she was and was taking a cab. all of a sudden, i see this spastic woman waving at me from a cab. yes it was joy. how embarrassing. like she didnt care what the whole 970 bus would think of her.  then like 14 of us went to miss teo's house and we saw her BABY!! super duper cuteeeeeeeee! but. we also saw someone hiding under the bed sheets in her room. actually, only me and joy saw. joy says its a dead body, an affair. but i thought it was another baby. it was highly suspicious but apparently only me and joy cared, the others pretended like there was nothing there! had a long chat with ethel nette and joy and man! i miss mg so much! oh and we were fascinated with miss teo's balcony. we were on 17th floor and we stood int he balcony and frightened ourselves about falling forward. but nette didnt care much, she just like plonked herself on the ledge.being short does have its advantages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. anyway, im gonna talk about the sleep over that day. JOY IS LIKE THE MOST UNHELPFUL PERSON EVER. she would rather sleep through deepavali music than help me off the tv! like what the $%#@%$@$%! the whole sleepover screwed up my body. thank goodness its back to normal now. or i would have blamed it on the deepavali shit. ah. ok. champion is done. bye bye everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-838748104320846985?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/838748104320846985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=838748104320846985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/838748104320846985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/838748104320846985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-everyone-as-you-can-see-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-4538422408087062130</id><published>2007-11-12T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T09:04:50.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess one reason why we all hate to blog is cos the password is just a turnoff. LIES ARE SUCH A TURNOFF. (hahaha okay i'll stop being sore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway ger asked me to blog about the sleepover &amp;amp; tennis at cyn's place that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepover first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was our quarter-ly sleepover affair among ger natt hoiyan &amp;amp; i. just that halk's classmates were there for the evening cos of class party! so anyway we started off by playing twister. that game sucks i swear. i got banned from the game cos apparently im too lousy. some nice friends they are, depriving my youth of fun &amp;amp; laughter just cos what.. i kicked natt's head a few times? &amp;amp; shoved ger's butt a little? tskk! well ger, nobody asked you to anyhow say out the COLOURS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the next time i chope to call out the colours &amp;amp; position!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'll say something like 'bang natt's head on blue' or 'crack natt's ankle on red' or 'repeatedly bash halk's head on yellow' HAHAHA okay i'm being sore again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then ger natt &amp;amp; i had to entertain ourselves cos hoiyan needed to be a good host. so we played hide&amp;amp;seek. i hate being seeker. the only good thing being a seeker was that i could hold on to the chips &amp;amp; eat it! hahah. anyway when it was our turn to hide from hoiyan (at this point she wasnt being a good host) , we ran all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we even ran into her dog zone. which is like.. the size of my room -.- so anyway we all excited &amp;amp; laughing gleefully at the thought that noone could find us there until..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joy: SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;ger: *still laughing gleefully &amp;amp; chasing after me*&lt;br /&gt;joy: nooo!! SHIT!!! DOG SHIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;-at this point, ger &amp;amp; natt realised they were on the verge on trampling on dog shit-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; they ran OUT of the dogzone. leaving me to frantically try &amp;amp; lock up the gate IN THE OPEN. you know how dangerous that was?? WHAT IF HOIYAN FOUND ME! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said... some nice friends i have -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha so anyway it was time for out 9pm chinese drama! i guess only ger &amp;amp; i were really looking forward to the show.. considering that natt spent the entire hour shitting. i mean she even missed 3 entire commercial breaks!&lt;br /&gt;so once again ger &amp;amp; i were tryna amuse ourselves during the commercial breaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger: oohhh natt are you done shitting out your intestines?&lt;br /&gt;joy: ooohhh &amp;amp; your lungs??&lt;br /&gt;ger: oohhh &amp;amp; your brain????&lt;br /&gt;-crickets- (natt ignored us)&lt;br /&gt;joy: did you shit out your energy???&lt;br /&gt;ger: how many times have you flushed???&lt;br /&gt;-crickets-&lt;br /&gt;us: how come we dont hear you flushingggg!!!&lt;br /&gt;-crickets-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to stop being irritating &amp;amp; sympathise with her poor condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went outside to take jumping photos. natt still had energy after all that shitting. &amp;amp; we took spinning videos &amp;amp; tried to make ourselves look like we were on a 'jane fonda aerobic session'. hoiyan even came out with all the wierd moves &amp;amp; in the end, we realised natt's cam had no space. anyway! go to &lt;a href="http://nattrf.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://nattrf.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt; for the videos/pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after our midnight walk to 7/11 to get out midnight snacks, we decided to watch freedom writers. halk as always, fell asleep almost immediately. the show is so niceee la. then the rest of us fell asleep soon after. (at 5am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh except for ger. who decided to wake up at like some unearthly hour to watch soccer. &amp;amp; she ended up waking hoiyan as well. cos brilliant ger switched to some channel which was playing "catchy indian music" cos it was deepavali. &amp;amp; she didnt know how to switch it off. HAHA apparently she woked me up to ask me 'joy! how do you switch it off?!' but i answered with 'ya.. anything..' HAHAHA SORRY GER. i dont pay attention to PEOPLE WHO DISRUPT MY SLEEP (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at 8 plus ger &amp;amp; hoiyan were the first to wake up. and they tried to get me out of bed by KICKING MY LEG and PINCHING NATT. which was super useless cos in the end we all fell asleep &amp;amp; woke up at 2 plus. ate our damn nice lunch &amp;amp; watched some show on famous celebrity breakups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot alot more funny stuff happened but im too lazy to blog somemore &amp;amp; im sleepy. BYE EVERYONE! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-4538422408087062130?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4538422408087062130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=4538422408087062130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/4538422408087062130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/4538422408087062130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-guess-one-reason-why-we-all-hate-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-59224169860903588</id><published>2007-11-02T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T09:16:21.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helloooo ger here again.and im currently talking to cynric and joy on MSN. they are so retarded. im like the only sane one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Joy doesnt know how to open a freaking luncheon meat can. she says that the luncheon meat can lacks a dent and doesnt resemble her head and therefore she doesnt know how to open it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) cynric think playing games like gunbound and o2 jam is lame and gay and he refuses to see it in the msn convo.like hello? he plays KART RIDER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)playing the repeating game is like so not fun on msn. it just gets annoying. esp when cyn plays it.i told joy to shove the luncheon meat in his face. but she cant even open the can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what else to blog about. just that i went causeway point today. and over there. there are like twenty million malays. i think they came from across the causeway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN SOMEONE TELL JOY LING THAT TTM IS TO THE MAX! YES ANYONE. she insists that it is TALK TOO MUCH. LIKE WHATEVER WHATEVER. I DONT CARE IF YOU THINK I TTM (TALK TOO MUCH) BECAUSE YOU ARE BIMBO TTM(TO THE MAX). YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ok. goodnight everyone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-59224169860903588?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/59224169860903588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=59224169860903588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/59224169860903588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/59224169860903588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/11/helloooo-ger-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-8581063314667091341</id><published>2007-10-31T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T06:59:23.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO PPL! sok hans berhan and xinyi just left my hse after watching southpark and talkin LOADS AND LOADS AND LOADS OF BULLCRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. its like, whenever ***r** is around, i just become one silent pangsai. AND AFTER THAT, i just TOTALLY lose myself! hahahahahhaha. SO FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okokokokok TODAY WAS QUITE FUN! i went to meet yueli berhan audrey soks and xinyi at some condo today to play tennis! and the conclusion is, i just totally suck at it. like most of the time, i was pickin up balls from OUTSIDE the court!!! GRRRRR. i hit so soft alr!! STILL FLIES OUT! STUPID TENNIS BALL TMDDD!!! but at least its comforting to know that not only i suck. cos EVERYONE ELSE HAD A HARDD TIME RETURNIN THE BALL ANYWAY! (cept xinyi the biatch who knows how to play tennis and keep bullyin us with all the stupid left and right and front and back and dunno wat other spins. like watever la! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so after the retarded tennis session, berhan went back for rugby trainin and me xinyi audrey soks and yueli went to play bridge! anddddddd. its true. audrey is one bimbo ( &lt;strong&gt;JOY I THINK SHE WILL BE UR BEST FREN&lt;/strong&gt; ). watever berhan told me about her is like TRUEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the game:&lt;br /&gt;after the bidding, audrey was dreamin so she asked, " &lt;strong&gt;Wats the bid&lt;/strong&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us: &lt;strong&gt;Spades&lt;/strong&gt;. (she takes out 4 cards from her hand, LIKE WAT IS TELL US SHE GOT 4 SPADES!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN she asked, : &lt;strong&gt;oh so who is the partner called&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us: &lt;strong&gt;Queen of spades&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: &lt;strong&gt;OH, so who called me&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!!@$#!@$"&gt;!!@$#!@$&lt;/a&gt; WAT IS TELL US THAT SHE IS THE PARTNER RITE! HAHAHAHHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAST FOWARD TO MY HSE ( audrey went to church and yueli went trick or treating, hans and berhan came to my hse to join sok and xinyi after trainin )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANS JUST SUCKS AT BRIDGE AS WELL. like one himbo pls! i think audrey and hans partner in bridge is just one ultimate team. HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN, HANS STARTED REMINISCING AGAIN! but not bout anne this time! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started tellin stories from our secondary schs. --&gt; Hans ( barker ) Me ( indep ) Soks ( Fuhua ) Berps ( RIVERSIDE HAHAHA ) andddd Xinyi ( kentridge i think. cannot remember alr )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;altho i LOVVVEEE AC, i think all the neighbourhood schools' stories are FREAKIN FUNNY! HAHA. all the fights and everything, the lians and bengs really have like NO BRAINS pls?? SIGHHHHHHHHH. i miss ac :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY i am too lazy to blog alr. hands tired. time to go dota with zhili! BYE BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CYN THE GREAT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-8581063314667091341?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8581063314667091341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=8581063314667091341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8581063314667091341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8581063314667091341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-ppl-sok-hans-berhan-and-xinyi.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-977892624686608095</id><published>2007-10-29T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T05:41:52.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY GERALDINE BITCH LIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah! im back again. cyn is forever being lazy. &amp;amp; so is ger. she is making me blog cos its her birthday &amp;amp; i must listen to her -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! we went out to celebrate ger's birthday today. i ended stupid dry run at 250 when i was suppose to meet the rest at 230. so i rushed like mad after i was done, &amp;amp; i speed walked into ten thousand puddles -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to meet ger &amp;amp; cyn at sakae to eat buffet! it was so not worth our money cos we wasted so much food. if it didnt land on some body part of ger, it was spilt all over the table. if not, it would most probably be somewhere on the floor. like at one time ger was laughing at me &amp;amp; the next thing i knew, her fringe was dripping with soy sauce (???!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, ger &amp;amp; cyn were being super bitchy as well. there was a sign which said 'no lard' then ger was like 'oh cyn you're not allowed in here' HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;but being the very forgiving person cyn is, he was still willing to feed ger some tofu. so he asked her to open her mouth (AWWW) so he could put it in, but he oh so carelessly dropped the tofu on her youknowyouknow, and it freaking bounced off and dropped on the floor. it was so gross la! it was like below the table &amp;amp; we had to avoid stepping on it. so i asked them to kick the tofu away.. onto the other table. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cyn: i cant kick it!! my feet keeps sliding on something slippery!!&lt;br /&gt;joy: its the tofu you idiot&lt;br /&gt;cyn: no its not!!&lt;br /&gt;(we look below the table)&lt;br /&gt;ger: oh! its JUST the TOFU JUICE! ive been stepping on it alot of times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GER WHY COULDNT YOU SAY EARLIER??? &amp;amp; wth is TOFU JUICE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we had to resort to asking jason (ger's imaginery boyfriend) to eat it up. jason is such a lovely boy (aw ger, i approve) i mean, not every guy is willing to eat up sushi shit from the floor, &amp;amp; have his nipples pinched by cyn. he also nearly got tricked into eating wasabe cos cyn kept claiming it was GREEN TEA ICECREAM. even worse, he was even willing to let us lock him in the boot/strap him to the roof when we took cab home! see, this kind of guy where to find from. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, then after that ethel decided to drop by for awhile! happy surprise ger! i forgot to tell you torres is still flying on his way. cynric the cheapo decided to fly him over on budget tiger airlines, which explains the TIME LAGG. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we ordered more nonsense. trying to make our $$ worth cos DEAREST GER forgot to bring the plastic bag so we can throw all our excess food in, &amp;amp; save it for tomorrow's breakfast. HAHAHAHA. okay kidding we arent that cheapo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. so after eating, we decided to settle for our much awaited dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ethel: so what icecream do you have!&lt;br /&gt;waitress: we have greentea..&lt;br /&gt;us: uhhuh! yes! and? (we were still very hyped at this point)&lt;br /&gt;waitress: and COCONUT..&lt;br /&gt;us: oh. hmm. and? (feeling pukish...)&lt;br /&gt;waitress: and SOY BEAN FLAVOUR&lt;br /&gt;us: oh. (wanted to faint)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then they told us soy bean was sold out. so we had no choice but to have greentea and coconut. &amp;amp; oh my! it was so delicious! that being the KIND &amp;amp; GENEROUS people we are, we decided to spit it out! so that we could give others a chance to try it! we even chewed it for easier swallowing purposes -.- okay seriously la, it was soo gross. bad enough the outside tasted like frigging rubber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh then we left &amp;amp; cabbed down to ger's friend's house to meet the rest of her classmates so they can surprise her! they bought her a liverpool jersey &amp;amp; made her some very nice board thing! (: they made a cake as well. it was yummy! until i heard one of her friends say that was hair in it... (i'll try not to think about it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thennnn. we went upstairs &amp;amp; played taboo! her friends are seriously damn retarded i tell you. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kityee: i am a...&lt;br /&gt;everyone: BITCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whenever the time was up, they will signal by SCREAMING. hahaha! okay nothing much happened after that cos ger ethel &amp;amp; i didnt stay for long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's alot alot of other funny things that happened but i cant remember! i cant stop sneezing &amp;amp; coughing &amp;amp; its OP tomorrow. ohnoooo :( today was a really fun day, im super tired now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye everyone! &amp;amp; happy birthday again ger! hope you had good fun today :D love you lotssss! i'll see you again next wed for sleepover YAAYYY. lets bathe &amp;amp; remember to bring our pepper sprays this time! lets faster chope not to sleep on the dog cushion thing this time. i remember we were having neck cramps the last time we did. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-joy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-977892624686608095?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/977892624686608095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=977892624686608095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/977892624686608095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/977892624686608095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday-geraldine-bitch-lim.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-6306694972825707148</id><published>2007-10-26T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T23:49:08.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TABOO: GER'S HOUSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GER U FORGOT THE BEST PART!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Joash: Erh, Ger's house.&lt;br /&gt;Cyn: Sty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Ger glares at me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and after like a &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;freaking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;long time, Joash gives up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE ANSWER WAS, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ZOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-6306694972825707148?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6306694972825707148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=6306694972825707148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/6306694972825707148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/6306694972825707148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/10/taboo-gers-house.html' title='TABOO: GER&apos;S HOUSE'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-6330912148836225735</id><published>2007-10-26T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T07:42:42.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone. ger is back back back! today was the last day of school. it was quite fun but everyone become bad mood and tired. we started playing wheel of fortune in class. and we had like three vanna whites. berhan, kityee and zara. all of which were equally spastic. oh and i won 2 OHPs. yay. then we totally ponned lessons as a CLASS. and like half the class was watching ju-on!! while i was playing bridge with the rest. i refused to watch but it still didnt stop mr loke from trying to scare me by flying plastic bags over my head or sending me pictures of juon to my phone. like seriously man.then school ended and we got free pizza from cynric and hans. AWWW. haha. then they started taking pictures of them being like gang people. eunice just owned everyone. all she needed to do was stand there. and zara was getting all pissy with being the photographer. "I GIVE YOU ALL FIVE SECONDS. 5.4.3.2.1" "CAN YOU ALL HURRY UP?" "YOUR TWO HANDS ARE BLOCKING YOU FACES?!?!?!" SO PMS OK. me and jiali just sit down there and laugh at her till she glared at us :/ after that we went to jiali's house. HAHA. TABOO IS OUR NEW LOVE! HAHAHAHA. I LAUGHED TILL I ALMOST DIED AT ONE POINT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lx was supposed to be the person giving clues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lx: a heater&lt;br /&gt;lx: another word for heater&lt;br /&gt;lx: an old fashion heater&lt;br /&gt;berhan: A CHIMNEY!!!!! (in a tone of i-am-so-smart)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA. the answer was fireplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;zara's turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zara: i have...&lt;br /&gt;(before she could finish)&lt;br /&gt;cynric: BO!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA! OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;joash's turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joash: erm.. prata's brother&lt;br /&gt;kityee: ROTI JOHN!&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT WAS THE ANSWER. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so hilarious. my dad is currently scolding me for shaking my leg. joy is being bimbotic as usual. she thinks on tonight's survivor, the castaways are gonna be eating CHINCHILLA shit. HAHAHA. LIKE WTH? HAHAHA. im secretly trying to not laugh at her. well im off now. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-6330912148836225735?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6330912148836225735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=6330912148836225735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/6330912148836225735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/6330912148836225735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-9108301349655531765</id><published>2007-10-24T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T08:00:35.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REN MING BI'S PWNZ YOUR ASS.</title><content type='html'>oh man, i see the two idiots have decided to blog before me. their entries are a lie, this whole blog is a lie, EVEN THE PASSWORD IS A LIE! hahaha okay fine, i shall stop being sore about it. i'll change it soon! (when i figure out how)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi everyone! im joy! im the chinese rep of my class (much to the envy of geraldine lim, the PW REP) i absolutely love adding ren ming bi's to my wonderful collection of... more ren ming bi's! i was a true pioneer for 3 days, &amp;amp; i regret leaving. cos now i cant protect my geraldine from the EVIL CYNTHIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im suppose to expose al of ger's secrets on this blog cos she called me a bimbo! (pui!). eh can somebody change the profile of this blog?? WHERE'S NATT! i so do not love to shit la, unlike ger &amp;amp; cynric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently waiting for ger to finish downloading KartRider so we can play together. she is depressed cos they dont have Singapore under 'location' so she decided to go Russian. i think i put i was from the Orange County for mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZAI TO THE JIAN, EVERYBODY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-joy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-9108301349655531765?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/9108301349655531765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=9108301349655531765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/9108301349655531765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/9108301349655531765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/10/ren-ming-bis-pwnz-your-ass.html' title='REN MING BI&apos;S PWNZ YOUR ASS.'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-7392746095409423734</id><published>2007-10-24T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T05:05:19.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soccer</title><content type='html'>okay. 2 more days to my favourite &lt;strong&gt;OWNING&lt;/strong&gt; team &lt;strong&gt;ARSENAL&lt;/strong&gt; against ger's &lt;strong&gt;STRUGGLERS&lt;/strong&gt; liverpool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like a faceoff between Cynthia and Gerilla. But of cos Arsenal is so gonna win. i dunno why Ger &lt;em&gt;even feels&lt;/em&gt; liverpool can &lt;em&gt;win&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIVE IT UP GER&lt;/strong&gt;! WITH SISSOKO AND GERRARD PLAYIN LIKE &lt;strong&gt;SAI&lt;/strong&gt;, LEHMANN CAN SCORE AGAINST LIVERPOOL AS A STRIKER PLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless they go bribe the ref AGAIN la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-7392746095409423734?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7392746095409423734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=7392746095409423734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/7392746095409423734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/7392746095409423734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/10/soccer.html' title='soccer'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-4019067910337712571</id><published>2007-10-24T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T04:55:23.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FRESH BLOOD</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA. HELLO EVERYONE. SINCE MY BLOG IS ALWAYS DEAD. I HAVE DECIDED TO INVITE JOY AND CYNRIC TO SHARE THIS BLOG TOO. HAHAHA. i just hope joy doesnt display her bimbo ways and cynric doesnt display his horniness. ahh well. WELCOME SHITS! HAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-4019067910337712571?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4019067910337712571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=4019067910337712571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/4019067910337712571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/4019067910337712571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/10/fresh-blood.html' title='FRESH BLOOD'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-8116220087158624066</id><published>2007-10-24T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T04:48:31.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BWAHAHAHAHAA</title><content type='html'>BWAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA HI PPL! its the arrival of SUPER SEXY SUPER HOT STUFF CYNRIC! ger and joy are like my assistants in this blog. cos my greatness is too overwhelmin. SO ENJOY SEXISM POSTS FROM NOW ON U PORNSAKS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-8116220087158624066?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8116220087158624066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=8116220087158624066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8116220087158624066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8116220087158624066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/10/bwahahahahaa.html' title='BWAHAHAHAHAA'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-8878824927729795309</id><published>2007-10-10T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T06:10:35.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im supposed to be doing my IR and obviously im so doing it. im using some laopok laptop cos my aunt is hogging the comp. this is the most laopok laptop to ever exist prob. like half the screen is covered with weird spots and the arrow buttons are not pressable. HAHA. well today lessons started and we had lit. HAHA. it was so slack and quite funny because that retard paul kept answering mdm pathrose with stupid answers and ill just sit down there and laugh. the worst thing is his answers are correct :/ then we watched some show that looked like some japanese horror show but it actually king lear.. japenese version?? absolutely scary. and the king fell asleep while having some picnic shit. seriously. he was drinking some tea. and all of a sudden he fell asleep. HAHA. and u know what his supposedly filial son did?! HAHAHA. he totally plucked this bunch of trees from its original position and stuck them next to his dad so his dad can have shade while he sleeps. HHAHAHA. OMG man. how environmentally friendly. pluck some trees out. then we had pw for like 3 hours. actually it wasnt pw. it was more of a 'wait for the librarian to come to school for 2hours cum look at people's friendster' period. HAHA. then went to bpp to eat and ran in the rain back to school for trg. and kityee was angry with me cos she had to run in the rain. trg was ok cos we didnt have to run track. ok then im back watching the chinese show. HAHA. it is such a depressing show. omg. the girl gets raped, traumatised and her family all dies. omg. sad sad. haha. this is such a lame post. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-8878824927729795309?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8878824927729795309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=8878824927729795309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8878824927729795309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8878824927729795309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-supposed-to-be-doing-my-ir-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-8246873362533693028</id><published>2007-10-02T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T04:50:38.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhh well.. im finally blogging again. haha. exams ended yo! but results are gonna be screwed! HAHA. i have been slacking so muchhhhhhhhhhh. i have been watching friends from season 1..... playing gunbound and pokemon... reading harry potter. HAHAHAHA. i dunno whats wrong with me. im like reliving my childhood days. haha. i so do not feel like going back to school at all :( haha. its been a bore. i dunno what to blog. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-8246873362533693028?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8246873362533693028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=8246873362533693028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8246873362533693028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8246873362533693028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/10/ahhhh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-3826820642780198833</id><published>2007-09-13T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T04:35:09.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just dont know what's wrong with me just now. not like i actually do alot of work and what kityee said is true. but then just emo like sai today. and i realise everytime i reflect on the day, i always feel very sad and angry and annoyed for no apparent reason.sigh. and i realise sometimes i dunno how to react to certain things and my reaction may somehow turn out to be wrong and totally offends somebody or just embarrass myself. SIGH. anyway im such a biatch.i forgot my dad's birthday just now. gtg eat. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-3826820642780198833?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3826820642780198833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=3826820642780198833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/3826820642780198833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/3826820642780198833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-just-dont-know-whats-wrong-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-4645088272534964041</id><published>2007-09-06T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T04:26:24.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well five nations has been really.. fun yet abit boring. haha. we are all damn desperate to get all their signatures la. and i need to study right now. if i retain ill just die. haha. today i read some news that totally made me panic for like 2mins. i read that torres got injured cos some spanish piece of shit knocked into him and bruised his knee. poor torres. but then i read he is fit again. but poor torres. stupid spanish guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shit i feel damn bad for what i said that day and im feeling super shit about it. that was really bitchy and i meant it as a joke only. so yeah. sorry to that person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-4645088272534964041?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4645088272534964041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=4645088272534964041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/4645088272534964041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/4645088272534964041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/09/well-five-nations-has-been-really.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-6173909698771389861</id><published>2007-09-01T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T05:10:16.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/RtlWl-24NMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/NpLH9JGjh-g/s1600-h/Photo+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/RtlWl-24NMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/NpLH9JGjh-g/s320/Photo+139.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105206863129490626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/RtlWYO24NLI/AAAAAAAAADI/bfPTWwcc3dE/s1600-h/Photo+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/RtlWYO24NLI/AAAAAAAAADI/bfPTWwcc3dE/s320/Photo+181.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105206626906289330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/RtlWNO24NKI/AAAAAAAAADA/QWo9y26BlgA/s1600-h/Photo+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/RtlWNO24NKI/AAAAAAAAADA/QWo9y26BlgA/s320/Photo+163.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105206437927728290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/RtlV-e24NJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Tt-hMVBbBRA/s1600-h/Photo+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/RtlV-e24NJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Tt-hMVBbBRA/s320/Photo+184.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105206184524657810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. DAMNNNNNNN FUNNY. HAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-6173909698771389861?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6173909698771389861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=6173909698771389861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/6173909698771389861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/6173909698771389861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/09/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/RtlWl-24NMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/NpLH9JGjh-g/s72-c/Photo+139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-2233943838400409051</id><published>2007-08-24T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T07:51:46.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRD SHIT</title><content type='html'>im here to blog bout something that totally made my WEEK. HAHAHAHA. i jsut laugh until my stomach burst into pieces la......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos lingxin kityee me berhan paul and joash were walking back from lot 1 after lunch right. and we were walking along that carpark with like LOADS OF FREAKING BIRDS. so then we were walking and joash spotted this giant flock of birds getting ready to take off from this tree to noone knows where and then &lt;br /&gt;joash was like: eh eh eh birds!&lt;br /&gt;paul: OH MY GODDD!&lt;br /&gt;everyone: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!(and starts running except kityee)&lt;br /&gt;so we're running and suddenly&lt;br /&gt;PIAK! PIAK! PIAK! PIAK!&lt;br /&gt;everyone: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! (everyone runs even faster)&lt;br /&gt;so then i was just recovering from running when all of a sudden i hear a AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!! so i turn around and saw lingxin FREEEAKINGGGG OUT LA.&lt;br /&gt;lingxin: AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK&lt;br /&gt;ger: what what...??&lt;br /&gt;paul and berhan point to her back and there was like 2 PIECES OF BIRD SHIT ON HER LA!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. i just laugh until i want to die. because she kept going AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEK all the way to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im really sorry lingxin for laughing so loudly. sorry. and sorry that u found somemore bird shit on your hair while bathing. sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-2233943838400409051?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2233943838400409051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=2233943838400409051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/2233943838400409051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/2233943838400409051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/08/bird-shit.html' title='BIRD SHIT'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-24795277426481418</id><published>2007-08-22T00:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T01:12:03.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>further plans</title><content type='html'>wow. everyone is so enthu bout this donut shop. AND IM SO EXCITED TOO. then i told jiali bout it that day during econs and started thinking of names..&lt;br /&gt;ger: i need a name for my donut shop!!&lt;br /&gt;jiali: ...&lt;br /&gt;jiali: ger-nuts!??!&lt;br /&gt;ger: HAHAHAHAHAHHA. &lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;ger: that sounds so vulgar. another one.&lt;br /&gt;jiali: dough-raldine?!&lt;br /&gt;ger: HAHAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. that was so hilarious. well. since everyone wants to join in my donut shop.as like CEO! i shall start employing people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey: accountant for sales and all ( she is STILL such a math freak)&lt;br /&gt;natt: donut filling filler and donut coating coater&lt;br /&gt;joy/franky: donut tasters- they need to eat more (2 people, in case one dies of food poisoning) &lt;br /&gt;jiali: namer of donuts &lt;br /&gt;zara: security guard at the shop since she is so fierce and pms-y. so if anyone wants to steal my donuts you better think twice. &lt;br /&gt;paul: extra ingredient adder. you know what the extra ingredient is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok if u want a job. just let me know. afterall our slogan is: we are HOLE-some! (joy's brillant idea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well speaking bout econs that day. Mr lim totally pointed the middle finger at me! he was like talking or something and then suddenly he just pointed the middle finger at either me or the whole class!i didnt realise until zara was like: HEY. HE IS POINTING THE MIDDLE FINGER LEH. how rude! and i rmb once he wanted to say HDI. and it came out as HEY CB. like omg la! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. im tired and need to take a nap soon. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-24795277426481418?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/24795277426481418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=24795277426481418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/24795277426481418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/24795277426481418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/08/further-plans.html' title='further plans'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-2937106552102503187</id><published>2007-08-20T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T07:47:44.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>donuts are my future</title><content type='html'>i was just telling ting that i want to quit school and open a donut shop. i mean. there's no homework, at most just the beginning where u study the theory of baking. there's no exams, except when ministry of health comes and check my store. there's no stress, baking helps people relax...baking DONUTS is like something super happy and cheery. like OOH. what sugar coating shall i put on this one?!? pink sherbet?? strawberry cream? blueberry filling?! OOH. instead of OOH. which homework shall i do first? applications of integration? or the gross domestic product case study? OOH EXCITING... homeeeworrkkkk is gooood like donuts are yuuuummmmmmyyyy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only have one thing left to say: IDIOTS!!!! THINK YOU'RE SO GOOD. GO AND DIE.BLAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-2937106552102503187?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2937106552102503187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=2937106552102503187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/2937106552102503187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/2937106552102503187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/08/donuts-are-my-future.html' title='donuts are my future'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-3255635165315875092</id><published>2007-08-18T20:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T20:34:08.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. liverpool vs chelsea. AHHHHHHHHHH IM SO EXCITED. COME ON LIVERPOOOOOOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-3255635165315875092?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3255635165315875092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=3255635165315875092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/3255635165315875092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/3255635165315875092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/08/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-7267828957358453220</id><published>2007-08-17T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T07:57:10.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid</title><content type='html'>it has been a tiring week. im so exhausted and all im gonna do now is complain. i have a blueblack on my knee cos of the damn SLIPPERY drains outside school, im gonna complain. they make us walk our asses off to be in school on time yet they have these smelly metal drains that's like totally slippery in the morning and if you are suay you might just slip on it and get a blueblack. seriously, remove those drains and maybe more people will be in school on time and lesser people on MC with borken legs. then i have blueblacks on my arm because of PE. volleyballs are so freaking hard. i think my arm is gonna break off during PE soon. but apparently its not normal to get blueblacks like that according to joy's friend who is some national volleyball player.&lt;br /&gt;then i totally have to complain about this group of girls who are friggin min*** from a particular school near pj. its so damn hard to guess cos there are like fifty thousand other schools near pj or something. so me joy alecia and joy's friend were at MACS right. and i ordered a double cheeseburger which i ALWAYS eat layer by layer. ALWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;so i peel off the bread and take a bite and joy starts laughing cos she gets amused by how i eat a cheeseburger. and all of a sudden we heard a "KEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKE" a sudden outburst of cackles from the table beside us. and all of us were DAMN shocked la so we turned, and there was just this group of stupid girls laughing.. AT ME?! HOW RUDE IS THAT? CAN SOMEONE TELL ME? ISNT IT NOT POLITE TO LAUGH AT SOMEONE IN PUBLIC FOR DOING ABSOLUTELY NOTHING AT ALL?!? ISNT IT NOT POLITE TO LAUGH LIKE A TROOP OF CRAZY INSANE BABOONS AT SOMEONE YOU DONT EVEN KNOW?!?! ARGH. its these kinds of things that totally pisses me off. THEY JUST KEPT LAUGHING AND LAUGHING LA. ANNOYING BRATS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was sian. there was trg today. trgs are always sian. worst thing was we were trg in the RAIN. blah. im too lazy to blog. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-7267828957358453220?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7267828957358453220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=7267828957358453220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/7267828957358453220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/7267828957358453220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/08/stupid.html' title='stupid'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-4730899992429558582</id><published>2007-08-13T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T04:24:16.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im blogging when i shouldnt be blogging but whaaatever. i ate so much the past week. its like national day means must eat alot to celebrate. omg la. and i only exercised on sunday. oh my im friggin obesed :S speaking bout sunday, it was so blah. and im still annoyed that my cone ice cream from macs was thrown away after just two mouths (i told you i'm obesed). but at least saturday was great. COS LIVERPOOL WON. heh heh. steven gerrard is my knight in shining armour! my prince charming, my one and only! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was so so. i almost fell asleep during lit and during math we found out mr ling is a liverpool fan too. AWW. I GUESS EVERYONE LOVES LIVERPOOL. haha. then econs was so boring as usual. kityee zara and me were so bored we started sticking post-its on ourselves. like how loser is that. HAHA. sticking post-its on ourselves.HAHA.somemore we wrote them ourselves. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;kityee's was: i eat crap&lt;br /&gt;mine was: i eat -drawing of pubic hair- hair&lt;br /&gt;paul's was: i eat noseshit(for always digging his nose)&lt;br /&gt;zara's was: i eat pms(for always pms-ing)&lt;br /&gt;and jiali's was: i eat nothing (cos jiali is anarexic)&lt;br /&gt;haha. so then i could go home early again. but we had to borrow the school laptop first.OMG. I SERIOUSLY THINK THE LIBRARIAN IS NUTS. she shoutedacross teh library at some boy for eating in the library. "NO EATING IN THE LIBRARY!""I TOLD U TO STOP EATING. WHY ARE U STILL EATING?!?!" then she turns around and mutters "STUPID" under her breath(which paul and me heard. HAHA. insane i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and audrey have the most intellectual msn conversations ever la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger                               EL CANTO DEL LOCO says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaa&lt;br /&gt;ger                               EL CANTO DEL LOCO says:&lt;br /&gt;how was dinner&lt;br /&gt;[ParamorE]        we're wandering now, all in parts and pieces,    swimlonely,    find your own way out. says:&lt;br /&gt;hi&lt;br /&gt;[ParamorE]        we're wandering now, all in parts and pieces,    swimlonely,    find your own way out. says:&lt;br /&gt;ok same old thing&lt;br /&gt;[ParamorE]        we're wandering now, all in parts and pieces,    swimlonely,    find your own way out. says:&lt;br /&gt;vege and tofu wif beeeeef&lt;br /&gt;ger                               EL CANTO DEL LOCO says:&lt;br /&gt;OHH&lt;br /&gt;ger                               EL CANTO DEL LOCO says:&lt;br /&gt;BEEF&lt;br /&gt;ger                               EL CANTO DEL LOCO says:&lt;br /&gt;i bet beef is hceap there&lt;br /&gt;ger                               EL CANTO DEL LOCO says:&lt;br /&gt;since there(australia) are loads of cows&lt;br /&gt;[ParamorE]        we're wandering now, all in parts and pieces,    swimlonely,    find your own way out. says:&lt;br /&gt;lamb&lt;br /&gt;[ParamorE]        we're wandering now, all in parts and pieces,    swimlonely,    find your own way out. says:&lt;br /&gt;they love lamb here&lt;br /&gt;ger                               EL CANTO DEL LOCO says:&lt;br /&gt;u mean there are loads of lambs too&lt;br /&gt;[ParamorE]        we're wandering now, all in parts and pieces,    swimlonely,    find your own way out. says:&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUDREY GOH. COME BACK SOON. HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-4730899992429558582?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4730899992429558582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=4730899992429558582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/4730899992429558582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/4730899992429558582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-blogging-when-i-shouldnt-be-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-5418776567111600099</id><published>2007-08-09T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T02:42:01.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>class bbq</title><content type='html'>well. HAPPY NATIONAL DAY! haha. i cant wait for the national day parade to start. how exciting man. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday was national day celebrations/"class outing"/class bbq. and it was fun!!! yay. &lt;br /&gt;national day celebrations were ok la. the whole group of us were damn high and kept singing the songs damn freaking loud(except those we dunno how to sing). oh oh oh and then there was this really cool performance of this dude who could change his mask in like 0.0005secs and he could also spit fire. cool la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. and then we had "class outing" which consisted of me, jiali, zara and paul. yeah i know, "class outing". and we watched DISTURBIA. OMG LAA. REGRET LIKE SHIT. I ALMOST DIED OK. it was so scary. i cried tears of fear and was trembling the whole last part of the movie which i didnt watch. so scary la. and this stupid zara almost got us beaten up by some ahlian gang! cos this group of ahlians kept screaming at random parts. so zara shouted: STOP IT LA! and the ahlian shouted back: SHUT UP LA! or something like that.HAHAHA. we were so scared that they will come beat us up aft the movie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was class bbq at sarah's condo which is damn nice.fountains everywhere and such. HAHA. the bbq was damn fun even though i almost died from all the smoke blown into my face and even though i almost spoiled berhan's phone(SORRY) and even thought he security guards kept spying on us.the food was nice! jiali the cooking mama was cooking everything for us. HAHA. JIALI I THINK YOU ARE MORE SKILLED THAN COOKING MAMA LA. HAHAHA. then i just sit there and eat and eat. HAHA. then we were damn full and jiali suggested we go and play swings! so me, jiali, paul,zara and kityee were walking there. and as we were approaching the swings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;paul: EH SWING! FIRST COME FIRST SERVE!!!!!!!!! (there were only two)&lt;br /&gt;everyone: AHHHHHHHHH (and starts running except me, i was being smart)&lt;br /&gt;so then everyone starts running. and i was just looking at kityee and zara run when all of the sudden kityee was like STUMBLE STUMBLE STUMBLE ROLL ON THE FLOOR.&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA. DAMN FUNNY. but her leg bled and i felt bad for laughing so hard. HAHA. but seriously. she took damn long to like finally fall down after she stumbled. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went home and i couldnt sleep till like 2 plus even though i was damn tired cos i was so disturbed by DISTURBIA. sigh. and my mum is STILL scolding me for watching scary shows when i obviously know im such a coward. sigh. now she is shouting at me for not washing my cup. like chill, mother!:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im going off to watch the ndp. byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-5418776567111600099?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5418776567111600099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=5418776567111600099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/5418776567111600099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/5418776567111600099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/08/class-bbq.html' title='class bbq'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-6101333112340472554</id><published>2007-08-07T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T03:46:23.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. i dont know why i always feel pissed at the end of each day. so sucky. im so tired of school and tests and whatever. blah. thank goodness there is national day holiday or i will just explode and die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today sucked. every tuesday sucks anyway. we had gp which was so... blah. then had math which was blah too. then econs. which was blah blah. and pw which was blah and h1 which was blah blah blah and then pe which was blah. yeah. &lt;br /&gt;me and paul came up with a pms cheer. for people who pms so oftenly(like zara).it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(soft voice) pms, to the max..&lt;br /&gt;(medium voice) pms, to the max&lt;br /&gt;(loud voice) pms, to the max!!&lt;br /&gt;(soft voice) pms, to the max..&lt;br /&gt;(loud voice) pms, to the max!!&lt;br /&gt;etc..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it kinda sounds like pj ichiban but whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway tomorrow is national day celebrations/class outing/class bbq. quite exciting!! but i dont wanna watch disturbia. it sounds so freaky and scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh im so annoyed at something but i dont know what. i think i just grew like ten thousand more white hairs and ten thousand more wrinkles because im annoyed by soemthing but i dunno what. great. sigh. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-6101333112340472554?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6101333112340472554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=6101333112340472554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/6101333112340472554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/6101333112340472554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/08/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-8293272395896019523</id><published>2007-08-03T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T01:37:46.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/RrLl8qjeoCI/AAAAAAAAACw/izkMwNAcmjs/s1600-h/foudners+grad+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/RrLl8qjeoCI/AAAAAAAAACw/izkMwNAcmjs/s320/foudners+grad+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094386958887460898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/RrLlwqjeoBI/AAAAAAAAACo/FxosWK-O4Do/s1600-h/foudners+grad+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/RrLlwqjeoBI/AAAAAAAAACo/FxosWK-O4Do/s320/foudners+grad+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094386752729030674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i just uploaded founders pictures. I MISS MG!!! :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/RrLliKjeoAI/AAAAAAAAACg/5VraVO1EexM/s1600-h/foudners+grad+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/RrLliKjeoAI/AAAAAAAAACg/5VraVO1EexM/s320/foudners+grad+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094386503620927490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. anyway. school today was boring again. SURPRISE SURPRISE. assembly was so boring. except the first part where some person from the superband competition came to sing. his voice not bad. except for his damn messy gross hair, super big hole in his jeans and unbuttoned shirt which zara wanted to button up. HAHA. and jiali wanted to go on stage and sew the hole in his jeans. like seriously, jiali sews everything. HAHA. paul's phobia of cheena-ness erupted again today. when the guy started to sing a chinese song he shouted OH MY GOD and everyone turned and stared la. embarrassing. &lt;br /&gt;its open house tmrw. i super do not want to go. i just want to stay at home and sleep and sleep and sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. omg. i so have to blog bout this woman i saw on the train that day!!! i was on the train going home right. and this woman caught my attention YOU KNOW WHY?!??! THIS WOMAN WAS WEARING SWIMMING GOGGLES ON THE TRAIN OKAYYY. OOOOOMG. WHAT'S WORST IS THAT SHE STARTED LAUGHING TO HERSELF. WHATS WORST WORST WAS THAT SHE WAS SITTING OPPOSITE ME AND I WAS TRYING SO HARD TO CONTROL MY LAUGHTER LAAAAAAA. to make things even worser than worst worst, she started to move her goggles up and down on her head like putting it on her forehead then back onto her eyes then forehead. then eyes. OMGGG.I ALMOST DIED. thank goodness i didnt burst out laughing. AND I REALISE SINGAPOREANS DONT HAVE A SENSE OF HUMOUR.i was like the only one trying not to LAUGH. this woman next to me was acting like she has seen many people wearing GOGGLES on trains before!!! sigh. if i had laughed, goggles woman would have strangled me to death with her speedo goggles i think. gosh. terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. ok i shall stop talking crap. ADIOS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-8293272395896019523?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8293272395896019523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=8293272395896019523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8293272395896019523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8293272395896019523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/08/well.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eelhVGU05iE/RrLl8qjeoCI/AAAAAAAAACw/izkMwNAcmjs/s72-c/foudners+grad+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-8079379851631465325</id><published>2007-08-01T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T04:29:27.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid king lear. stupid eom. stupid bio test. i want to die. raaaaaaarrrrr. school was so zzz. so tired. and my toe hurts. zzzzzzzz. haha. and zara has to sing chan mali chan for the chua chu kang community. HAHAHAHA. hilarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-8079379851631465325?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8079379851631465325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=8079379851631465325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8079379851631465325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/8079379851631465325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/08/stupid-king-lear.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-2603901371244040062</id><published>2007-07-28T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T07:40:06.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is a special tribute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LINGXIN IS SO LAZY. SHE IS A PIG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-2603901371244040062?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2603901371244040062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=2603901371244040062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/2603901371244040062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/2603901371244040062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-special-tribute.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-6105798080310044049</id><published>2007-07-28T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T06:25:48.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a total waste of my time today. because of pesta sukan, our pw meeting was at freaking 8am, because of pesta sukan, i had to wake up at 645, because of pesta sukan, the netballers had to meet at 1030, because of pesta sukan, we had to go all the way to kallang, IN THE END, pesta sukan got postponed. rarrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just now i was sleeping on my aunty's bed, and when i woke up an hour later.. i found there were like white flakes all over me and i started to freak out. i thought like the ceiling was gonna collapse on me or some shit because it really looked like bits of white paint. so i kept staring into the ceiling to search for cracks. then my aunt told me its because &lt;em&gt;a plastic bag disintegrated on her bed&lt;/em&gt;. like ew. i want to thank my aunt for telling me that after i slept for one hour on her bed that disintegrates plastic bags. now i feel itchy everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a frustrating day. it jsut kept raining and raining and raining. so pesta sukan got postponed. but then we still played with some team for fun and i sprained my butt :( when i told the rest that my butt hurts like mad they were all like HAHA. but omg. my arse seriously hurts right now. so like i am itching all over and my arse really hurts. i mean i dont even know if its my arse or my thigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pw meeting today was much fruitful than other pw meetings. i dont even think our other pw meetings were considered a pw meeting.the pw meeting at my house was like some major picnic fest with major mess at the end. the pw meeting at jiali's house was.. i dunno i didnt go. and pw meetings during pw is where we all talk nonsense and do unfinished homework. haha. project work is fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to blog anymore. buh-bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-6105798080310044049?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6105798080310044049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=6105798080310044049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/6105798080310044049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/6105798080310044049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-total-waste-of-my-time-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-2969572446609286429</id><published>2007-07-26T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T03:16:37.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>founders</title><content type='html'>hoho im blogging! anyway, yesterday was founders dayyy! saw everyone and i can only say I MISS MG SO SO MUCH! :(&lt;br /&gt;took a cab down with nic, mel and pok at 7am! we were all half dead la! even when i was still in mg, i didnt go school THAT early.HAHA. so we arrived and when i got out of the taxi i started feeling quite inferior! look right: acjc look left: rj look straight: hwachong.. man! and i saw frankie too!!! she looks different but her personality is still the same for sure. that same ahlian air surrounds her. HAHA. so we changed right and i wore the court shoes and stuff. and guess what? THE HEEL LIKE BROKE OFF. HOW SUAYYYYYYY AM I? THANK GOODNESS IT WASNT THE WHOLE THING LA.JUST ABIT. I DONT KNOW WHY THESE SHOE ISSUES ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME! I MEAN REMEMBER SHATEC WHERE I ONLY BROUGHT ONE SIDE OF NATT'S HEELS? AND I HAD TO WEAR LIKE PANTS, SHIRT AND TRACK SHOES......... OMG. horrible memory.... so it broke. and i tried to glue it back with NORMAL glue. those kind kids use for their art and craft! but it didnt WORK. so i went around trying to find people with size NINE shoes. and i realised how much i hate my ginormous feet. ARGHHH. so in the end i had to go on stage with the broken shoes. ARGH. im a shoe jinx or something. everyone, dont ever lend me your shoes. :X &lt;br /&gt;then we had the &lt;strong&gt;reception&lt;/strong&gt;. and i bold this because the &lt;strong&gt;reception&lt;/strong&gt; is what the whole group of us were looking forward to the most. haha. even though it wasnt as hilarious as the sophia blackmore lecture one. it was still fun nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---FLASHBACK TO SOPHIA BLACKMORE LECTURE( &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;written by joy ling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh it was refreshments aft that. FINALLY ((: but by the time kiasu us rushed out, the two (yes, thr were only TWO refreshment tables) tables were packed w ppl lah. so we had to queue up and all cos the food look really good. hahah. so when we were nearing the food, this was what happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger: AHH! SPRINGROLLS!&lt;br /&gt;joy: omgg i want!&lt;br /&gt;ger: help me take help me take!!! (so i grabbed 2 for ger and dumped them on her plate)&lt;br /&gt;some passerby: there's still like 10 left!!&lt;br /&gt;mich: who wants pizzaa!!&lt;br /&gt;mich:eh they're only FOUR brownies!!!&lt;br /&gt;shi/halk/joy/ger/frankie: AHHH!&lt;br /&gt;-one millisecond later-&lt;br /&gt;no more brownies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. hiiiiiiiilarioussssss! HAHAHAHA. so anyway, today went back for school. and i was very sian. first period pe totally drains out your energy for the rest of the day! and when i told marlene i broke her shoe she was like: "HUH DONT LIE LA. THE HEEL SO THICK HOW TO BREAK?!?!" anything can happen with the shoe jinx la :( ok i think i need to go annotate pride and prejudice ( i HATE THAT BOOK) before my group leader murders me. BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-2969572446609286429?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2969572446609286429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=2969572446609286429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/2969572446609286429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/2969572446609286429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/07/founders.html' title='founders'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-5160165179674122567</id><published>2007-07-21T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T22:28:58.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>potter</title><content type='html'>ok i read deathly hallows yestd in about 6-8 hours! and it was a little disappointing even though it was damn cool also. the starting was great. then the middle was confusing. then the ending battle was great but then the epilogue was just... oh gosh. im so upset. harry potter is over we are left with the movies that ALWAYS turn out crap compared to the books. :( :( i feel so disatisfied! JK ROWLING. WRITE ANOTHER BOOK PLEASEEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-5160165179674122567?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5160165179674122567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=5160165179674122567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/5160165179674122567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/5160165179674122567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/07/potter.html' title='potter'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-1664995869095941552</id><published>2007-07-20T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T17:23:23.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA. THANKS NATT! HAHA. you're my HEROOOOO!HAHA. YEAH WE MUST PLAY ON FOUNDERS DAYYY!.. in our hogwarts robes? HAHA.can't wait to see you all la! AND I HOPE YOU GOT YOUR HP RECEIPT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,its 7.56am. WHY ISN'T MY HARRY POTTER BOOK HERE YET. IM SO ANNOYED. CAN YOU IMAGINE IF IT COMES IN THE NIGHT. MAN, ILL BE SO MAD. rarrr. HAHA. im at www.singpost.com.sg. HAHA. trying to find out WHEN THEY WILL COME GIVE ME MY BOOK. arrgh. wow. the website is still advertising for people to pre order the book. what the TOOOOOOOOOOT man. maybe i should go sleep. i have a feeling mr postman wont come so soon. shucks la. i should have gone to queue up instead of waiting stupidly here like ting who is very annoyed by waiting in the queue that she has stopped replying my sms... sigh. and my legs are aching from dunno what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week i have training on monday. pe on tuesday, training on wed, pe on thursday, training on friday, pesta sukan on saturday... that means i have to wear a sports bra for 6 days in a row. how unhealthy is that??!? im gonna get breast cancer or something. oh wait. i have founders on wednesday! YES. no trg. HAHA. wooopeeeeee! speaking of founders, its quite exciting. gonna see everyone again! yayyyy. and getting to miss school. yayyy. but then when i went with mel to go borrow blazers. the office woman was so fierce! she needs a chill pill. its just BLAZERS for goodness sake. and she demanded that we get it from her one day before founders. what crap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. IM SO FED UP FROM WAITING. IM GONNA TAKE A NAP. AND THEN WAIT AGAIN. URGH. BYEBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-1664995869095941552?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1664995869095941552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=1664995869095941552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/1664995869095941552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/1664995869095941552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/07/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602817043677165273.post-1079567653196157653</id><published>2007-07-20T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T08:49:13.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>natt rocks natt rocks</title><content type='html'>hello geraldine lim.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you like this layout.&lt;br /&gt;it isnt fantaaaaaastic. but when you FINALLY decide wht picture to use for your blog, you can go and change it. ive dont the arrangement for you so its simple! HARRY POTTER IS COMING OUT TMR!:D :D :D :D cant wait.! woohooo. hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;ok Ger.! i cant wait to see you on founders daaay. we must play lots lots and um, whatever it is we do. heh. ok. so. you can add more stuff to the navigation bar at the side and do whatever.(:  this is like a shoutout cum testimonial cum um, msg. hahaha. ok see you soon ger!(:   &lt;3&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602817043677165273-1079567653196157653?l=imnotabanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1079567653196157653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602817043677165273&amp;postID=1079567653196157653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/1079567653196157653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602817043677165273/posts/default/1079567653196157653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotabanana.blogspot.com/2007/07/natt-rocks-natt-rocks.html' title='natt rocks natt rocks'/><author><name>ger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05919922697276455148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
