<?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-6352889790630608914</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:19:37.562-07:00</updated><category term='inventions'/><category term='results.'/><category term='life after ib'/><title type='text'>PINKE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nyse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10657172546285617550</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>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352889790630608914.post-1369836146565025888</id><published>2008-08-19T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T18:51:55.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The world is running, and nyse is living in a city that she must keep up with.</title><content type='html'>I cant keep this fantasy alive. No I cant no longer can, I’ve tried, nay it’s the same. Just like my phase of life. Haha, in plain words im saying goodbye to pinke, I cant cope with it. And trying to get the other members to post is like….ill never see another post except mine. I guess it cant live up to its former glory and activity. And it seems there is no solution. Everyone is living their own lives. It began ages ago. It was struggling to survive. I guess it dies officially here. Unless someone is willing to keep it updated but i can no longer keep it up. maybe when i've settled down...properly. Ill email our new host that we wont be taking her space up. Well when my e-mail can work.&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Ciao chicas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA I think I saw dawn yang.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I saw steven lim LOL. he looks even more gross in real life. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;ill figure out something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-1369836146565025888?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/1369836146565025888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=1369836146565025888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/1369836146565025888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/1369836146565025888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/08/world-is-running-and-nyse-is-living-in.html' title='The world is running, and nyse is living in a city that she must keep up with.'/><author><name>nyse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10657172546285617550</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-6352889790630608914.post-5972526548140934095</id><published>2008-08-17T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:28:53.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lets try to make a crazy title since i cant blog in the blog space, so pinke seems like it's destined to die. okay, this doesnt work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- BEGIN QMAX INJECTION --&gt;        &lt;div id="qmaxfooter"&gt;           &lt;!-- the footer would go here --&gt;          &lt;iframe framespacing="0" src="http://portal.ssg.qmax.com.sg/banner/footer.php" scrolling="no" width="100%" frameborder="0" height="30"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;script language="JavaScript" type="text/javascript"&gt;CheckVisible();&lt;/script&gt; &lt;!-- END QMAX INJECTION --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-5972526548140934095?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/5972526548140934095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=5972526548140934095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/5972526548140934095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/5972526548140934095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/08/lets-try-to-make-crazy-title-since-i.html' title='lets try to make a crazy title since i cant blog in the blog space, so pinke seems like it&apos;s destined to die. okay, this doesnt work.'/><author><name>nyse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10657172546285617550</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-6352889790630608914.post-8432757485542583776</id><published>2008-08-07T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T08:01:46.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME IS RUNNING OUT!</title><content type='html'>You know what? im packing up for real this time. All my books, everything in my shelf etc. in boxes. and muse's time is running out played. i just had to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get cracking. i need to do so much. ah time is really running out. well i thought hard, and i've decided to not. ill handwrite. haha ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-8432757485542583776?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/8432757485542583776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=8432757485542583776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/8432757485542583776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/8432757485542583776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-is-running-out.html' title='TIME IS RUNNING OUT!'/><author><name>nyse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10657172546285617550</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-6352889790630608914.post-9004185655029158067</id><published>2008-08-05T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T08:55:48.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes you just want to believe!</title><content type='html'>So, i've been busy lately with my grandparents here and all, i went down to miri and back on monday to bring them here, since they wanted to see me before i left, HAHA damn. my grandpa man. EVERYWHERE HE GOES SOMEONE SAYS HI CY! damn popular man. lyk. seriousleh lorzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i just fixed aarons site, and damn man. im supposed to move pinke into it's host already BUT DAMN LAZY LOR. hai~ this XX singlish fever is infecting everyone. well, i've got a lot more stuff to deal with before i leave so till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-9004185655029158067?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/9004185655029158067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=9004185655029158067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/9004185655029158067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/9004185655029158067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/08/sometimes-you-just-want-to-believe.html' title='sometimes you just want to believe!'/><author><name>nyse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10657172546285617550</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-6352889790630608914.post-4596050245706353294</id><published>2008-08-03T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T09:16:30.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All i want, is for you to remember me and my legacy</title><content type='html'>the katy perry album is pretty good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update later. ciaoz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was doing some spring cleaning on my desktop and OH MY. look what i found alongside a bunch of chem photos HAHA i know who took it...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SJXZoJknaNI/AAAAAAAAAOY/32EJecfw-rA/s1600-h/DSC05450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SJXZoJknaNI/AAAAAAAAAOY/32EJecfw-rA/s320/DSC05450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230325826048190674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL It might be just water, or it might be snot, i dont wanna know. you have to ask the photographer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-4596050245706353294?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/4596050245706353294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=4596050245706353294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/4596050245706353294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/4596050245706353294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-i-want-is-for-you-to-remember-me.html' title='All i want, is for you to remember me and my legacy'/><author><name>nyse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10657172546285617550</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SJXZoJknaNI/AAAAAAAAAOY/32EJecfw-rA/s72-c/DSC05450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352889790630608914.post-4419165981914382139</id><published>2008-08-02T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T09:34:08.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woah, woah, woah.</title><content type='html'>I WANT FOOD! i dont care if it kills me! HAHAHa i want cheap rock bottom cheap and sky high yummy asian food. oh oh and durians i liookee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im hungry almost all the time now? haha oh well. HAHA sorry you guys being annoying waking you up hahhaha coz i couldnt sleep kayz. too hungry and cant sleep thirsty. HAHA hey. i ended up playing a silent story game of Warcraft III coz i think i was already pissing weier off by playing music HAHAHAHAH sorry babe. Then i went on typing stuff on word for people. I couldnt really stay up the whole day at all coz the rest got a good few hourss of sleeping i had line 2 ish. so after a shower and lunch i died on my sofa watching tv and i cant remember what show i was watching either. ZzzzZzz... so damn funny lorz they all after we all showered the guys were being gay "that's not my arm" then moving around again "thats not a pillow" HAHAHHAHA what they kept saying man. ROTFL! and rachel's mysteriously lost headband ended up being slept on by aaron. Sean ended up sleeping on the couch outside? hahaha ah sweet sleep. rock band for the first time was pretty cool then being distracted by people and messing up and randomly hitting for the sake of trying not to fail just got me cracking up laughing at how stupid i mustve looked. but hey, if you dont try, you wont know how to play it right hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah here comes the emo post, I did quite a lot of thinking whilst at carrie's, the last time ill be seeing her before i go, it made me realise that nothings gonna be the same, as it never was, i have to cease in reminicsing where everything was so perfect back then. I still take it out on myself that somehow its my fault that things didnt work out the way i wanted it to...Eh but you know i'll really miss you all. I can write so many tributes and notes to you all - but what would that all mean? I love to share my love and sometimes i wonder if its worth it haha but no one will tell me so, i guess i have to figure it out. Whenever I do, it just seems like tears just all come down remembering things like a movie clip that was never published but only kept at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be too soon to get all sad but i guess this is it in 7 days ill be on a plane and by the time i come back, practically no one will be here anymore. Ah well ill just hope for the best and come back to enjoy no taxes. Optimism, the key to a lot of things but only when used appropriately. * Note: does not usually work when you're hormonal.* What a bad time to be hormonal! oh well, new life, new start, new home, new friends, new school... and plenty more new things! hahha So how do you mend a broken heart anyways? I think i shall be excited to ignore sad facts for the time being hahhahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My long time and established friends will never leave my heart, no matter the timezone im still there. Though it'll be hard but let's all give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ciao beaus et bellas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-4419165981914382139?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/4419165981914382139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=4419165981914382139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/4419165981914382139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/4419165981914382139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/08/woah-woah-woah.html' title='Woah, woah, woah.'/><author><name>nyse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10657172546285617550</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-6352889790630608914.post-6567576390296168909</id><published>2008-07-28T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T09:45:44.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I went out with Rach, Weier, Aaron, Patrick, Carrie and Chancey on Thursday night and it was pretty nice to catch up. I went early because I had little errands to run and met many friendly people who recognise me and I do too but I just don’t catch names that well anymore…:S damn annoying and embarrassing… here are some pics taken from the iphone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SI33S7u_sVI/AAAAAAAAAOI/JVCltI0ljos/s1600-h/22-25+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228106647091523922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SI33S7u_sVI/AAAAAAAAAOI/JVCltI0ljos/s320/22-25+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SI33TLDeNpI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/6DkYLRH3xTc/s1600-h/22-25+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228106651203942034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SI33TLDeNpI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/6DkYLRH3xTc/s320/22-25+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was also the day I got my laptop and because I got the new gadget SO I could not sleep :D . I think 4:45am was the time I slept? HAHA I was webcamming with Madeleine as well, I was so tired I couldn’t make it to 5. Oh yeah and this was after Rach sent me home after nearly reaching home and turning back to the round about and back again. Just test driving ;) Haha, she drove slow but I think soon that girl will be a crazy driver when she gets confident HAHA. First person to send home on her first day of driving officially. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I had a party. HAHA well. Honestly it started with two people. Rita and Yvonne and then later it grew into a small party. So me and Rita started playing with the Wii and then Rita looked at my party photos which I STILL have to upload, and which Tracy needs to send me. And well. Von was being anti-social and was watching Meet the Robinsons,  *points*&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228098234312291298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SI3vpPsH8-I/AAAAAAAAANw/gCVCCFmlNQY/s320/203805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;when it finished she came up and we talked about a lot of stuff esp. piercing.s and tattoos We then got bored and started to webcam and talk to Tracie and she looked so bored coz we were using effects and print screening and stuff  LOL eh, i cant be bothered to crop now busy bahh!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228098242436633634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SI3vpt9HlCI/AAAAAAAAAN4/odg0omQ4Cyw/s320/dkjfsl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228098265225097522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SI3vrC2T8TI/AAAAAAAAAOA/dq4zlBHpkqU/s320/von+1n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at about 10 ish we were hungry so we cooked mee goring coz we couldn’t be stuffed to like choose other things and cook the soupy things. So I was cooking the noodles and then Rita was doing the sauce and we were being nooby when my sift wasn’t big enough HAHA “pour and put back, pour and put back” HAHA. Then we just put the sift inside the pot and poured it out HAHA von was being lazy and just talking to Trace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH MY FREAKING GOD, Chien Hwa and Tee came, my door was open but at the gate the lock still hung and my doorbell didn’t work so I guess they just came in, and THEY CAME IN SO QUIETLY! Rita, Von and I were sitting in my kitchen webcamming with trace on the little bar area and suddenly we saw a tall black shadow and we all jumped! *phew* thank god it was them.&lt;br /&gt;Tee parked in Von’s daddy’s parking outside so then he had to move his car and Rita and I just tagged along and we kinda got off tracked and went for a car ride, during this car ride Tony Wong calls Tee thinking that Tee’s number is Hwa’s number and I talk to him and he asks us to go yam cha, but HAHA im wearing those cheap rubber slippers and Tee was wearing vons pink, beady slippers HAHA damn funny. And I didn’t bring my phone or money and kinda ditched von and hwa at my house. HAHA (sheesh what a bad host) then we came back and Tee got his angles all wrong and didn’t do the best parking in my garage. LOL “I don’t care how you park, as long as my roof stays up” Tony and his friend (I forgot his name….See. I have this problem now) came over after Tee finished parking. We talked about stuff that I don’t really recall and it was nice to catch up with Tony too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wii was damn funny and fun HAHA the guys were like paiseh to play coz they never played it before. They all left at about 2am&lt;br /&gt;I saw a frog that night. It was freakin HUGE. OH yeah and in the morning when I opened the paper, I saw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SI3t1szeGDI/AAAAAAAAANo/_V9XBMyrf8I/s1600-h/094852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228096249262905394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SI3t1szeGDI/AAAAAAAAANo/_V9XBMyrf8I/s320/094852.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SI3tfyR-GBI/AAAAAAAAANg/6HZwgD3Lqnw/s1600-h/094852.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn if I were an assassin or a early edition hero this could be the target. (sorry whoever it was)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Dad just got back, they got a new gadget too. Some videocam that’s tiny. But kinda weird also. I need to start work now, more music, more accounting, more digital enhancement. THE red DS looks HAWTT. =( musnt spend so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i2.iofferphoto.com/img/item/312/891/16/b031_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i2.iofferphoto.com/img/item/312/891/16/b031_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note to self: Donate fats to Malnourished (hopefully in this lifetime, it will come true?)&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. We were talking about this: “hey remember when they said in the year 2000 onwards we’d be flying in spaceships? And zooming in tubes to get places? WHAT HAPPENED?!” &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/6352889790630608914-6567576390296168909?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/6567576390296168909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=6567576390296168909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/6567576390296168909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/6567576390296168909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/07/yesterday-all-my-troubles-seemed-so-far.html' title='Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away.'/><author><name>nyse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10657172546285617550</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SI33S7u_sVI/AAAAAAAAAOI/JVCltI0ljos/s72-c/22-25+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352889790630608914.post-8936563638872862355</id><published>2008-07-25T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T11:51:47.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things never seem they way they seem</title><content type='html'>I had a plensant hard core working day with computers and im not done yet, who'd thought that just sorting pics will kill you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was innocently taking a stroll across the daily blog neighbourhood and stumbled upon this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://izzoshineca.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://izzoshineca.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA and my instant reaction was *HOLY SHIT JIN BLOGS?!* but i guess it aint surprising...since the other twin tower blogs, but he doesnt have a link to him HAHA. well a little advertising wouldnt hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so like i've got to go work again ciaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-8936563638872862355?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/8936563638872862355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=8936563638872862355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/8936563638872862355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/8936563638872862355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/07/things-never-seem-they-way-they-seem.html' title='Things never seem they way they seem'/><author><name>nyse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10657172546285617550</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-6352889790630608914.post-1836764849255143149</id><published>2008-07-23T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T01:28:07.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>searching for the soul</title><content type='html'>SO I've been reading up on the driving theory.  might make getting it way easier. well not that im THAT worried. i mean its digital MCQs so it'll be quick. i cant wait. That facebook pic is REALLY potential book of world records. FACEBOOK's MOST COMMENTED PHOTO 2009 or 10 or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have pretty freaky signs LOL.  "BLASTING ZONE PLEASE TURN OFF YOUR RADIOS" and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; PLEASE RESUME SPEED"... and this complicated yellow line law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White lines are one way, and yellow lines are both direction traffic. HAS anyone noticed thats not the case in brunei? or in parts of malaysia for that case. coz i know that brunei has 99% white and 1% yellow lines, hahah the No parking lines and the once upon a time taxi lines, and the bus lines. which is concidered minimal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im gona go away now. I cant defeat my fatigue, even with exercise. its like i have a hangover without a headache or the acidic stomach and without even drinking.  Im thirsty like OMG. and tired like...no one can desire. EH WEIER&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;! let me love you&lt;/span&gt;  is on HITZ.FM now. ;) HAHAHA  im serious!  =P still a good song you have to admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw, out with the girlies. tmrw, RACHEL gets her license! congrats! ;) tmrw, i finally get my Dell =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-1836764849255143149?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/1836764849255143149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=1836764849255143149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/1836764849255143149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/1836764849255143149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/07/searching-for-soul.html' title='searching for the soul'/><author><name>nyse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10657172546285617550</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-6352889790630608914.post-3277529937084016034</id><published>2008-07-22T05:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T06:13:54.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Concepts</title><content type='html'>Hey hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im dropping by :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't really know what to post actually but I'll have a say. Apologies if its gonna be rants or somewhat emotional post again, I'll promise not to go overboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester 2 start, rained on the first day, cold and wet.&lt;br /&gt;How welcoming? It's like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"welcome to semester 2, suckers!" says Daniela&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, more or less. I don't know what it is, but it didn't feel like school started at all to me. I was about to grab my purse instead of my schoolbag the moment I was about to step out of my door about 8:30 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY was alright. Couldn't be any better. First day it self and we're having two briefs and also last semester's work to hand in. Such short notice but what the heck, results are not out yet, but heard its disappointing to most teachers, so that is definitely not pleasant. heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a disaster during Production Skills class.&lt;br /&gt;Why? I got my result and I just passed. Wait, I thought I would fail but I didn't really mean it! I know I'm bad at art, I don't draw, I just love Graphic Art, not Fine art, I just can't keep to place that almost everyone in the class knows drawing, or at least a talent in drawing. I do not have any of these. &lt;blockquote&gt;I do not design on paper.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so. yes, I just passed. Not too sure who failed yet again 'JUST PASSED' isn't what I'm looking for. I practicaly broke down as Joe was complaining about why he gets a zero for his work to the teacher. Seriously this hit me hard, I understand how I'm bad at drawing and I passed for all of them and failed the Written Analysis. Great. That's what pulled me far down. Or, I could at least get a 60, though its still low, but at least credit k? So sad lah. It's just unfair really, for I spend like hours of sleepless nights for all these and I just passed? Some people just copy and paste from the internet and they get 8 out of 10 for their internet analysis? I paraphrase everything and I get a 3 out of 10. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that whinings, I finally calmed down, back to position where I find this has turned pointless. My efforts are once again not appreciated. Worst, when I mentioned to teacher of how I spend more time doing as I know I don't have the skill in becoming a professional artist like what she's expecting off us from the beginning of the semester itself. Her reply was, well you just didn't do enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stunned.&lt;br /&gt;Not enough? I know, I know its never enough but can you at least understand my stand? Understand how some people has talent, and does it last minute, still gets a high mark for them? What ever happened to the "development". I knew it from the start, its not how much you've learned, its how much you present. The final, its just the final that matters. Developments are all shit, yet we spend so many nights for it, ending up nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't get me wrong, I'm not giving up. Not just for your class, nor am I gonna risk my health for these. I'm just gonna do what I can do, and flow along. Like it or not, I will try my best to reach up to at least standard. Not for the sake of you but for the sake of my course, just so I could enter degree, majoring &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Multimedia&lt;/span&gt; not FINE ARTS. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ah mcb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thank you for reading.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I do not know how else to post.&lt;br /&gt;Bad timing huh, but hey at least I update for now at least.&lt;br /&gt;Lawlz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-3277529937084016034?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/3277529937084016034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=3277529937084016034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/3277529937084016034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/3277529937084016034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/07/concepts.html' title='Concepts'/><author><name>BETTY</name><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-6352889790630608914.post-1085198833033288454</id><published>2008-07-22T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T05:16:28.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>losing grip</title><content type='html'>2 weeks left. and ive been trying to vaccum pack the same things over and over again so it will decrease the mountain of clothes but. nay, when i get a lot in, i cant fit it in my bag LOL the vaccum pack is much larger than i recall. but no matter what way i try, it doesnt seem to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, im gna try shiggy's style - rolling clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SIXNqM1mJWI/AAAAAAAAANQ/zwn6j_cHXTA/s1600-h/DSC07016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SIXNqM1mJWI/AAAAAAAAANQ/zwn6j_cHXTA/s320/DSC07016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225809067517551970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes you're just caught in the moment.&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/6352889790630608914-1085198833033288454?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/1085198833033288454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=1085198833033288454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/1085198833033288454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/1085198833033288454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/07/losing-grip.html' title='losing grip'/><author><name>nyse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10657172546285617550</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SIXNqM1mJWI/AAAAAAAAANQ/zwn6j_cHXTA/s72-c/DSC07016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352889790630608914.post-5083913168173760852</id><published>2008-07-20T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T05:00:01.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am SO not done yet.</title><content type='html'>okay okay. so it seems again no one is blogging. and please do blog because im unwell, i have 2000 things to do like sorting pics and backing them up and urm......... no chance for facebook. its way too slow on my pc. well. well. who other than to blame? (ESPEED). sigh. so to ease my pain in packing ill share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SIMnN8KIixI/AAAAAAAAANI/8-j-wo5pH-c/s1600-h/DSC00070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SIMnN8KIixI/AAAAAAAAANI/8-j-wo5pH-c/s320/DSC00070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225063113120320274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please note that my luggage is already huge, talk about how much clothes... and the heightt compared to my door knob. SIGH. its not even half. almost all needed clothing for over there I still havent started to pack the tank tops yet and the winter clothing. aiee.. i wouldnt be able to live in UK i'd bet if i had to move everything there and back like weier and bea. well best of luck to you both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent included necessities yet. or supplementary items i  REALLY want to bring. SIGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-5083913168173760852?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/5083913168173760852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=5083913168173760852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/5083913168173760852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/5083913168173760852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-so-not-done-yet.html' title='I am &lt;u&gt;SO &lt;/u&gt;not done yet.'/><author><name>nyse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10657172546285617550</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SIMnN8KIixI/AAAAAAAAANI/8-j-wo5pH-c/s72-c/DSC00070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352889790630608914.post-4894099078828384655</id><published>2008-07-15T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T09:03:55.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honesty, check.</title><content type='html'>It was hard to say goodbye to my stuffed toys because it just triggered a series of non-stop stories to be told. almost every doll had significance in my life. Though it wasnt like i was getting rid of them it was just like. goodbye and ill see you again sometime (which is a long time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hit me hard like a bowling ball crashing to the ground. my friends, my life in brunei. its going to be over. next time i come back very little are left. I sorted out my msn list and realised  that  it's become so international. unbelievable. It's so complicated! agh. im so attached but very distant to my friends compared to before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i have to accept it now, we're all heading our own ways, we'll always be friends, things never work out the way you want them to, a completed soul, a broken heart. Today, i got a msg from Tracie (that emphasised "I just realised this is that last time i'll see you for a long long time")&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i have 3 weeks left. A few more of 17years left. Time just slips out of my fingers. Yet, i cant do anything but live it to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha maybe Sean's Idea of "Let's meet up at McDonalds Brunei in year 2018" isn't such a bad one. I don't know if any of you still remember this. This mustve been year 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little emotional i guess. But it just has to be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-4894099078828384655?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/4894099078828384655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=4894099078828384655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/4894099078828384655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/4894099078828384655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/07/honesty-check.html' title='Honesty, check.'/><author><name>nyse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10657172546285617550</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-6352889790630608914.post-3549007820020177218</id><published>2008-07-14T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T06:33:33.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bleh.blah.bored.bouncy.boink.boink.boink</title><content type='html'>For the sake of a post ill just post what i havent its been a pretty slow and boring day i guess. i havent even attempted playing Nostale today. just been watchin UB, sleeping more, eating. im getting very unfitt LOL. maybe ill join jon at the gym next week.&lt;br /&gt;right so early june i think i we had excapades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SHtRB8hPb2I/AAAAAAAAAMg/7mya7tevQO0/s1600-h/DSC06059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SHtRB8hPb2I/AAAAAAAAAMg/7mya7tevQO0/s320/DSC06059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222857286733492066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we bumped into our friend who injured his leg and was using crotches and we started playing around with it laughing our asses off coz we're short and he's tall so the crotches were like sky high and we couldnt touch the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SHtRCAm0JSI/AAAAAAAAAMo/hL2PCZh3oPM/s1600-h/DSC06087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SHtRCAm0JSI/AAAAAAAAAMo/hL2PCZh3oPM/s320/DSC06087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222857287830611234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see what i mean? falling, pushing, catching HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SHtRCxykT2I/AAAAAAAAAMw/VBbe4kR_0dQ/s1600-h/DSC06078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SHtRCxykT2I/AAAAAAAAAMw/VBbe4kR_0dQ/s320/DSC06078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222857301033242466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ah then we decided to step on his foot. NO!- seriously we didnt even touch it. HAHA hes so funny coz when we were leaving we saw that his bandage had fresh pecks of blood and he was like nothing one la. just let it bleed. HAHA and the things he asks the doctor when in pain! HAHA "doctor what causes erectile dysfunction?" damn funny boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SHtRDZ0aDQI/AAAAAAAAAM4/NajgnbwNGgs/s1600-h/DSC06102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SHtRDZ0aDQI/AAAAAAAAAM4/NajgnbwNGgs/s320/DSC06102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222857311778376962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh yeah. back in escapades we were on demand for lime but they kept makin it fuzzy so there was no lime juice to use. haha couldnt resist doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SHtRDuZ-RCI/AAAAAAAAANA/mjA9Ezo4pn8/s1600-h/DSC06056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SHtRDuZ-RCI/AAAAAAAAANA/mjA9Ezo4pn8/s320/DSC06056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222857317304648738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-3549007820020177218?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/3549007820020177218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=3549007820020177218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/3549007820020177218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/3549007820020177218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/07/blehblahboredbouncyboinkboinkboink.html' title='bleh.blah.bored.bouncy.boink.boink.boink'/><author><name>nyse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10657172546285617550</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SHtRB8hPb2I/AAAAAAAAAMg/7mya7tevQO0/s72-c/DSC06059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352889790630608914.post-8434281493592968677</id><published>2008-07-08T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T05:46:19.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Games</title><content type='html'>hey all. i havent been blogging, neither have you all. hahaha. well. i guess, it'll start to be lively again after we go overseas but yeah in the mean time im going to play Nostale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-8434281493592968677?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/8434281493592968677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=8434281493592968677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/8434281493592968677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/8434281493592968677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/07/games.html' title='Games'/><author><name>nyse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10657172546285617550</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-6352889790630608914.post-5935419382131661529</id><published>2008-07-04T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T23:08:27.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHAHA</title><content type='html'>if you know this song, you'll know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=GcAVUHDXJ2Y&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-5935419382131661529?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/5935419382131661529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=5935419382131661529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/5935419382131661529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/5935419382131661529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/07/hahahaha.html' title='HAHAHAHA'/><author><name>nyse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10657172546285617550</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-6352889790630608914.post-2694706973572901212</id><published>2008-07-04T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T08:30:13.001-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='results.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inventions'/><title type='text'>the perfect storm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry guys for being so SLOW at realizing that Pinke has returned :P Loving the layout, very clever. So cute lorz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just for entertainment purposes. I got this in an email forward. &lt;em&gt;Things that makes life easier.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v255/ninzypoo/untitled7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v255/ninzypoo/untitled7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wheel Moving Bench&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA a movable bench, so you dont have to sit in the sun. You can move it so youre in the shade. So weird luhh. People can steal it. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v255/ninzypoo/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v255/ninzypoo/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Transparent Toaster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For people who always, always accidentally burn their toast. &lt;em&gt;This transparent toaster allows you to see the bread while it is toasting so you just have to take it out when the colour is right. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v255/ninzypoo/untitled2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v255/ninzypoo/untitled2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laser Scissors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I suck at cutting straight lines. Would this be helpful or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v255/ninzypoo/untitled3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v255/ninzypoo/untitled3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Butter Cutter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Its supposedly used to help control your butter portion, but I think its so cool. Butter with one click!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v255/ninzypoo/untitled4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v255/ninzypoo/untitled4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Illuminating Car Slippers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you get up at night to drink water? Or go to the toilet? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you wish you could see in the dark? Remarkably bright LED lights are triggered by your footsteps and light up the floor 30 feet in front of you; ultra-soft plush style are extra comfortable and cozy warm.&lt;/em&gt; HAHA so cool. LaWLZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v255/ninzypoo/untitled6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v255/ninzypoo/untitled6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Travellers Phrase Book Tshirt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess this is helpful if you travel alot. You don't always know the language of the country you are visiting. &lt;em&gt;It has a phrase book printed on it so just point a finger at the pictogram you need and then point it twice at the question mark, which means, "Where is it?" and in no time you have found what you were looking for… or not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were more, but really stupid/nonfunny ones so I wont bother posting them. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, results tomorrow. Good luck to everyone! I hope you all get what you want :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-2694706973572901212?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/2694706973572901212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=2694706973572901212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/2694706973572901212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/2694706973572901212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/07/perfect-storm.html' title='the perfect storm.'/><author><name>nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140329169421345369</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-6352889790630608914.post-2017729266019228205</id><published>2008-07-02T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T06:36:57.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva la vida.</title><content type='html'>1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn’t make sense.&lt;br /&gt;4. Write the answers down, or even comment on it.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag 5 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How are you feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing Better - The postal service&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- oohh :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Will you get far in life?&lt;br /&gt;Do it to it - Cherish ft Sean Paul&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-hrmm i guess thats a yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. What’s your best friend’s theme song?&lt;br /&gt;In the Moment - Frankie J&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Good theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. What is the story of your life?&lt;br /&gt;The Boss - Thriller&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-OoooHHh. maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. What was school like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everything - Fefe Dobson&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- As the song goes, potential madness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. How can you get ahead with life?&lt;br /&gt;Gravity - Gorillaz&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Steady feet don't fail me with gravity =) "I don't want me down on me"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Whats the best thing about your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Ill Be there for you - Jon Bon Jovi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- I sure hope so! Yes actually, they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Describe your grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;Senorita- Justin Timberlake&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-AHAHAHHAHAHAHAH okay i don't wanna think it. the lyrics "it feels like somethings heating up imma leave with you"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. How’s your life going?&lt;br /&gt;When Can I see you again - Babyface&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- ahh. symbolic. leaving. dreading it a little. but no matter still excited.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. What will be played at my funeral?&lt;br /&gt;For Real - Christina Milian ft Twista&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- i didnt know i had this song LOL uh so i guess its damn real im dead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. Will you have a happy life?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even angels fall - Vanessa Carlton&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- =O well yeah. i guess i've been through that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. What do your friends really think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Until you love me - 4 strings&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-urm. i guess they love me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;br /&gt;Sway - PCD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OOOHHH. "when the rumba rhythm starts to play, dance with me" ( maybe that says something)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. How can you make yourself happy?&lt;br /&gt;All I Need - Amerie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- haha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. Will you ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;JUST ONE OF THOSE - Louis Armstrong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- HAHA it was in caps and the lyrics goes "it was just one of those things, it was just one of those nights" so it predicts im having children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. What song would you strip to?&lt;br /&gt;Please don't Go - Brown boy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- its a slow song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. What does your mom think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Say OK -Vanessa Hudgens&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- ooooK....&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your deep, dark secret?&lt;br /&gt;Dilemma - Nelly ft Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-AHAHAH i still love this song from year 8 ;) some people know what i mean good memories, oh yeah i have many dilemmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. What is your enemy’s theme song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Exactly Like You - James Morisson&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-HOW CAN THAT BEEE its such a happy jazz song!! -_-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. What’s your personality like?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow- Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Yeap "You know i love you so"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What will be played at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Where my girls at - Blaque&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- damn. my girls should be with me!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i actually did this before, well it was completely crap and blogger died on me. i did it again with a better mood and its rather scarily accurate this time round it. okay some parts arent but majority.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pinke, pinke, you are so dead. when can you re-live your former glory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-2017729266019228205?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/2017729266019228205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=2017729266019228205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/2017729266019228205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/2017729266019228205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/07/viva-la-vida.html' title='Viva la vida.'/><author><name>nyse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10657172546285617550</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-6352889790630608914.post-7652665597006085254</id><published>2008-05-27T18:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T18:40:41.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singapore! Singapore! Singapore! Singapore! Singapore! Singapore! Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;Singapore! Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;Singapore! Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;Singapore! Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;Singapore! Singapore! &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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dont miss jon too much :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-7652665597006085254?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/7652665597006085254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=7652665597006085254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/7652665597006085254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/7652665597006085254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/05/singapore.html' title='Singapore!'/><author><name>JOn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10349820388084366991</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-6352889790630608914.post-537860656902772505</id><published>2008-05-26T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T03:21:06.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never ever will it be</title><content type='html'>Finally, haha i was thinking.. shiet i forgot my password again but wait, i don't even have a username for pinke, it was on xpnk before so yeah :) Just checked my email and saw nyse's invitation ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yea a short post to start off with. Glad to see that everyone of you who took IB is free now, no more complains and rants and i bet you're all gonna miss the fun of it too eh. Things changed so much ever since i know u guys. I read daily posts of carrie, rachel, nyse.. whoever that's in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pinke&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carrie's driving, carrie sold her artwork, pictures of using apple mac, all that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that, everyone's fine, i'd like to see updates from each one of us yeah, which include me as well, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know&lt;/span&gt;. I'll drop in time to time. Every thing's great here, except the fact that I'm still going through times like assignments piling and project raised, reports to do. It's all the major events we're facing now since its nearly the end of the semester. one month's nothing to me. One month can be tomorrow. Weeks just goes by like THAT. ah well, u get my point. I'll not brag on further, I'm to attempt an art drawing right after this post. Last but not least, I'd like to greet rachel, a very &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard the party you had went out well? too bad I'm not in Brunei, can't even attend the prom, I'm missing everything out! haha. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh well.&lt;/span&gt; I hope you'll like the gift that's gonna reach u late. Don't be surprise :P anyway yea gotta go. Lol. ciaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-537860656902772505?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/537860656902772505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=537860656902772505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/537860656902772505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/537860656902772505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/05/never-ever-will-it-be.html' title='Never ever will it be'/><author><name>BETTY</name><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-6352889790630608914.post-8736141506850001719</id><published>2008-05-24T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T23:03:12.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shall we get hosted?</title><content type='html'>i applied just for fun and one replied me the url is pinke.kiss-me.org shall we take up that offer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-8736141506850001719?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/8736141506850001719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=8736141506850001719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/8736141506850001719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/8736141506850001719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/05/shall-we-get-hosted.html' title='Shall we get hosted?'/><author><name>nyse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10657172546285617550</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-6352889790630608914.post-8777738583240170622</id><published>2008-05-23T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T00:17:13.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PINKE RETURNS.</title><content type='html'>soooo. people how do u like the layout? i was going for a celebratory layout but then it didnt look very appealing at all so i decided to try something VERY different =) . it took me a while to get the proportions of the superpinke sign correct sorry about the delay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhooos. i need to post some pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way we saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SDe-fNW8anI/AAAAAAAAADY/W-DBNnVudqc/s1600-h/IMG00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SDe-fNW8anI/AAAAAAAAADY/W-DBNnVudqc/s320/IMG00001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203837337821014642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;duh. yeah its big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Ms Tracy's we rock and rolled with AI and KICKASS korean bbq and steamboat&lt;br /&gt;Yin brought her water gun and aarons havin a go with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SDe-ftW8aoI/AAAAAAAAADg/GjDeaoPvHHg/s1600-h/IMG00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SDe-ftW8aoI/AAAAAAAAADg/GjDeaoPvHHg/s320/IMG00002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203837346410949250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here otw after the whole "petrol saving adventure, the super stinky dump, the petrol station (feeding carrie's baby)" we stopped to get uh lighter fluid to start the fire. for the bbq at the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SDe-f9W8apI/AAAAAAAAADo/MPnzsJG3G2k/s1600-h/IMG00023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SDe-f9W8apI/AAAAAAAAADo/MPnzsJG3G2k/s320/IMG00023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203837350705916562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh look whos having a go now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SDe-gNW8aqI/AAAAAAAAADw/cc1nf6-68pc/s1600-h/IMG00028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SDe-gNW8aqI/AAAAAAAAADw/cc1nf6-68pc/s320/IMG00028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203837355000883874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the birthday girl came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SDe-gNW8arI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6n5dmMA-wsI/s1600-h/IMG00029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SDe-gNW8arI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6n5dmMA-wsI/s320/IMG00029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203837355000883890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww so happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SDfAPdW8asI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZcOuIOQPkKc/s1600-h/IMG00033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SDfAPdW8asI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZcOuIOQPkKc/s320/IMG00033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203839266261330626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call them.. THE FIRESTARTERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SDfAPtW8atI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CEPzH_fFJdU/s1600-h/IMG00041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SDfAPtW8atI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CEPzH_fFJdU/s320/IMG00041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203839270556297938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie and her Seungri&lt;br /&gt;Rachel writing her BIG BANG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SDfAPtW8auI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/GtDfeELubFQ/s1600-h/IMG00050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SDfAPtW8auI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/GtDfeELubFQ/s320/IMG00050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203839270556297954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWw pretend lovers. AHAHHA jk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SDfAP9W8avI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xe8MQdxCGco/s1600-h/IMG00057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SDfAP9W8avI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xe8MQdxCGco/s320/IMG00057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203839274851265266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i gtg now &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-8777738583240170622?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/8777738583240170622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=8777738583240170622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/8777738583240170622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/8777738583240170622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/05/pinke-returns.html' title='PINKE RETURNS.'/><author><name>nyse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10657172546285617550</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eS5WvAoRMGM/SDe-fNW8anI/AAAAAAAAADY/W-DBNnVudqc/s72-c/IMG00001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352889790630608914.post-2448214630665868819</id><published>2008-05-22T19:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T19:32:18.036-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life after ib'/><title type='text'>welcome back</title><content type='html'>Yay, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pinke&lt;/span&gt; is finally up again. Now that it's 23rd May, I believe every single Year 13 IB student has finished their IB exams! Woohoooo~ Time to partayyyy. I finished my exams on Monday, the 19th of May. My days ever since have been spent playing CS in the MORNINGS hahah yes, in the mornings cause it's like 50 cents per hour HAHAHA cheap yanz. Oh and also, going out randomly, playing Rock Band at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carrie&lt;/span&gt;'s and we also had a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/span&gt; marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carrie&lt;/span&gt;'s house now, she's out sending her mum and cousin to the mall so I'm like, left alone in the cold, lonely darkness. Heheheh. Later on, we're gonna go over to all Mandarin AB students and gonna go over to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms Tracy&lt;/span&gt;'s house to have a Korean BBQ. Finally, we've been pestering Ms Tracy for ages trying to get her to host a Korean BBQ. Later on in the afternoon, we gonna go over to the beach to celebrate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michelle&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicola&lt;/span&gt;'s birthdays. Woooh, so busy man hahaha but it feels GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Bang&lt;/span&gt; now, sigh. Alright, gonna go and mess up her files, byeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-2448214630665868819?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/2448214630665868819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=2448214630665868819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/2448214630665868819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/2448214630665868819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/05/welcome-back.html' title='welcome back'/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213591762409141129</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-6352889790630608914.post-1527821351795509362</id><published>2008-05-20T07:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T07:01:13.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A brand new start.</title><content type='html'>Welcome back to xpinke y'all. The archives are at wordpress all of them all 900+ "http://xpnk.wordpress.com"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352889790630608914-1527821351795509362?l=xpinke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/feeds/1527821351795509362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6352889790630608914&amp;postID=1527821351795509362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/1527821351795509362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352889790630608914/posts/default/1527821351795509362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xpinke.blogspot.com/2008/05/brand-new-start.html' title='A brand new start.'/><author><name>nyse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10657172546285617550</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>
