<?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-1577767766572355822</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:59:40.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577767766572355822.post-5420438470576922531</id><published>2009-08-08T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T12:36:56.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://acidiamondss.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="" /&gt;z138/colourfulballoons/ACIDIAMONDS/acdlogo.jpg"&lt;br /&gt;border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-5420438470576922531?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/5420438470576922531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=5420438470576922531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/5420438470576922531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/5420438470576922531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2009/08/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-3809274241493544352</id><published>2009-01-26T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T22:40:59.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'VE MOVED TO LIVEJOURNAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO RELINK..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iwannabuyacow.livejournal.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;HTTP://IWANNABUYACOW.LIVEJOURNAL.COM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you don't know, livejournal doesn't use tags, you leave a comment.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I make you sound stupid but ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANKS!&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/1577767766572355822-3809274241493544352?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/3809274241493544352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=3809274241493544352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/3809274241493544352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/3809274241493544352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-all-ive-moved-to-livejournal.html' title=''/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-6685555634527648608</id><published>2009-01-21T20:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:41:29.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm one happy girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't describe how I'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;I think that I'm a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;really really lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; girl.&lt;br /&gt;You'll know why later.&lt;br /&gt;Guess whot, I've just got my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;F21 stash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from Mandy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Imagine....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Close your eyes now and imagine...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 small lil girls, with smiles as wide as the 99 inches plasma TV &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(exaggerated I know!),&lt;/span&gt; walking briskly towards a yellow van from afar, and then running and flailing their arms when they're approaching the van from a few metres away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You must be wondering, what the heck is inside that van?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That is..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The FOREVER 21 stash that we bought online!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mandy and I both opened the rear door of the van.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lying there was a box, and it was taped all over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without thinking, she took out a pen and started tearing the tapes out, and soon after the box's torn open.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We looked at each other and squeeeeal and just kept smiling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I helped Mandy carry the box, which was kinda huge, to the umbrella bench area and we quickly took out the stuff one by one and tallied them against the list.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The girls sitting opposite us kept looking over, I could feel them stretching their necks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I know..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks to Joel Ho, who is Mandy's boyfriend, for being the delivery man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*snaps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Snap back to reality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looooooooove my stuff, especially the multi chained victorian necklace.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna sleep with it tonight, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And then upon reaching home, I found a parcel on my table.&lt;br /&gt;It's my &lt;strong&gt;multi strappy heels&lt;/strong&gt;, the River Island inspired one.&lt;br /&gt;It was in a large plastic bag, I slowly lift the sticky tape and took out the heels out from the bag, which was further wrapped in a polyester bag.&lt;br /&gt;I was getting pretty impatient and excited at the same time so I just shove the spongy thing, (which was to preserve the shape of the heels) out of them and quickly slipped my feet into the shoes and voila, it fits perfectly and they are the coolest..GORGEOUS!!&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty &lt;em&gt;wobbly &lt;/em&gt;at first when I stood up to walk, it was 3 inches high I think, then I paraded around the house with my heels and even my mom said it was cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I proceeded to show her my F21 stuff and she started reprimanding me for shopping online so much but then she &lt;u&gt;stopped halfway&lt;/u&gt; and commented that the cardigan is nice, and the bangles and the necklace and then I caught her trying on my multi strappy heels.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now to end it off..&lt;br /&gt;*smirks*&lt;br /&gt;Malmsteen said she's gonna ask Dad to pay for the F21 stuff because she wants to wear them too.&lt;br /&gt;That means...&lt;br /&gt;My dad is paying for my F21 stuff!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My parents &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;support or fund me for online shopping okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHAT AN AWESOME DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're wondering why there's no smileys here, it's because it's wider than 99inches.&lt;br /&gt;And my laptop is only 15 inches, well unless your desktop is really 99 inches, do let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another stash of F21 is gonna arrive in 3 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;Oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-6685555634527648608?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/6685555634527648608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=6685555634527648608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/6685555634527648608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/6685555634527648608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-one-happy-girl.html' title='I&apos;m one happy girl!'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-8334905854958131964</id><published>2009-01-17T01:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T01:15:50.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SXC--5lrk6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/QSL29_XTadw/s1600-h/DSC01140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291939549980365730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SXC--5lrk6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/QSL29_XTadw/s320/DSC01140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 14th Birthday Bitch!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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:180%;"&gt;My sissy is finally 14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Have fun today ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I still love you even though you irritate me most of the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time, just so you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;See how disgusting I am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm proclaiming my love for you on my blog for the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whole world to see~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You may kill me for doing this but what's done cannot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be undone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But this blog entry is meant ONLY for you..and I spent quite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some time on it you know you know you know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Okay bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-8334905854958131964?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/8334905854958131964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=8334905854958131964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/8334905854958131964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/8334905854958131964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-14th-birthday-bitch-my-sissy-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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/_SQtTvIeE54M/SXC--5lrk6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/QSL29_XTadw/s72-c/DSC01140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577767766572355822.post-6212534373525882764</id><published>2009-01-15T21:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T21:17:33.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;I want I want I want....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;#01. Shoes, shoes and more shoes!! (T-bar flats, maryjanes and peep toes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;#02. Vintage looking polariod!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;#03. More clothes duh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt; facts about me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#01. I like the feeling of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stretchingggggggggggg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, especially the one after you've woken up from a night's rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#02. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Lizards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; shouldn't even exist, that's what I think, they are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;disgusting!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#03. I am &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; cutting down on online shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#04. I like to laugh at the wrong time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#05. I get hungry &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;every 2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#06. My mood depends on the weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#07. I'm very prone to getting &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;hurt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-6212534373525882764?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/6212534373525882764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=6212534373525882764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/6212534373525882764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/6212534373525882764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want-i-want-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-4106682772895098764</id><published>2009-01-04T01:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:23:38.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SWGZG6Ot5_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/reUgRyfqqm0/s1600-h/Image000a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287675781498922994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SWGZG6Ot5_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/reUgRyfqqm0/s320/Image000a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 home baked cookies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel so blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/1577767766572355822-4106682772895098764?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/4106682772895098764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=4106682772895098764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/4106682772895098764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/4106682772895098764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2009/01/3-home-baked-cookies.html' title=''/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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/_SQtTvIeE54M/SWGZG6Ot5_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/reUgRyfqqm0/s72-c/Image000a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577767766572355822.post-2240991958061745756</id><published>2008-12-30T22:49:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T02:34:41.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;*EDITED AS AT 25 JAN 2009*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;Stuff waiting to arrive in my mailbox.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#01. Agneselle picasso tunic&lt;br /&gt;#02. Tracyeinny's Landy's One Shoulder Dress&lt;br /&gt;#03. Modparade's Delilah Cardigan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SingPost must be overwhelmed with parcels. :/&lt;br /&gt;Can't really blame them because people like me practically flood them with parcels.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my items won't get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (the money duh!!)but yet I'm dreading it..&lt;br /&gt;Contradicting huh?&lt;br /&gt;Because my exams are around the corner..like&lt;em&gt; the corner&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;u&gt;top left corner&lt;/u&gt; of February, which is early February, and CNY happens to fall at that corner too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't wait to be done and over with this bloody Accountancy diploma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-2240991958061745756?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/2240991958061745756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=2240991958061745756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/2240991958061745756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/2240991958061745756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/12/edited-as-at-30-dec-2008-stuff-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-5140592792299855568</id><published>2008-12-26T22:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T15:09:01.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Boxing Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Boxing Day!&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was great celebrating with the churchies and loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;Night tour was a blast. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this quiz is super accurate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Flannel Pajamas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofpajamasareyouquiz/flannel.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seek comfort above everything else. You rather feel good than look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very relaxed person, especially when you're surrounded by your favorite things and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a homebody. Home is the place where you can truly be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are likely to wear pajamas a lot. In fact, you often change into your pj's the minute you get home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatkindofpajamasareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Pajamas Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What mental disorder do you have?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Manic Depressive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 93%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You have extreme cycles of highs and lows.  Sometimes you feel like you don't know who you are.  One week you could be very hyper and happy and the next week you are slow and depressed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 71%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Paranoia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 69%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 40%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;GAD (Generalized Anxiety Disorder)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 24%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_mental_disorder_do_you_have"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What mental disorder do you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-5140592792299855568?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/5140592792299855568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=5140592792299855568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/5140592792299855568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/5140592792299855568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-boxing-day.html' title='Happy Boxing Day!'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-5738146767168535849</id><published>2008-12-20T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T00:28:25.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Youth Camp is over and I'm so tanned right now.&lt;br /&gt;My face got sun burnt, and it's peeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is approaching!&lt;br /&gt;Yay I finally did my Christmas shopping, I feel so self accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;Man, the crowd was horrible, there were so many people doing last minute Christmas shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th Dec, can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can make it for the night tour as there are people coming over to my house on that day too.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's Christmas cards to send and gifts to wrap and so many other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm Santa Claus haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-5738146767168535849?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/5738146767168535849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=5738146767168535849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/5738146767168535849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/5738146767168535849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-7388984320494187142</id><published>2008-12-08T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:15:45.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz~</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whenever I May Roam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to do this stupid quiz I found on JiaHuang's blog since I've nuthing better to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 10 friends.&lt;br /&gt;5. Everyone tagged as to do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;6. Have Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;Open your Eyes- Alter Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?&lt;br /&gt;Cult of Personality- Living Colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;Dear God- Avenged Sevenfold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;F*ck the World- Pantera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;Girls Girls Girls- Motley Crue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Bad Reputation- Joan Jett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Sin- Nine Inch Nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Coming Undone- Korn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Seek and Destroy- Metallica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;Paranoid- Black Sabbath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;Smells Like Teen Spirit- Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;Scummy- Arctic Monkeys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway you want it- Journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Another one bites the Dust- Queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;Liar- The Cranberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;Dust N' Bones- Guns N' Roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST??&lt;br /&gt;Caught in a Mosh- Anthrax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?&lt;br /&gt;You're not Alone- Saosin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;Killer Queen- Queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Hypnotize- System of a Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Poison - Alice Cooper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I may Roam- Metallica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 friends to do tagged to do this quiz&lt;br /&gt;1. Olivia&lt;br /&gt;2. Melina&lt;br /&gt;3. Grace&lt;br /&gt;4. Cherie&lt;br /&gt;5. Amanda&lt;br /&gt;6. Dewi&lt;br /&gt;7. Michelle Lo&lt;br /&gt;8. Natalie&lt;br /&gt;9. Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;10. MingXian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-7388984320494187142?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/7388984320494187142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=7388984320494187142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/7388984320494187142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/7388984320494187142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/12/quiz.html' title='Quiz~'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-8501531504363857998</id><published>2008-11-19T23:44:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T13:58:11.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;*EDITED AS AT 27 DEC 2008*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;Stuff waiting to arrive in my mailbox.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#01. Bonitochico's Plum Knit Dress&lt;br /&gt;#02. Agneselle Vivian blue F21 inspired top&lt;br /&gt;#03. Agneselle picasso tunic&lt;br /&gt;#04. Tracyeinny's Landy's One Shoulder Dress&lt;br /&gt;#05. Catwalkclose's Indie Maxi Dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs..my savings are depleting.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously..&lt;br /&gt;I've already gotten most of the stuff I want.&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least my addiction is slowly wearing off.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so materialistic..sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;'T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&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/1577767766572355822-8501531504363857998?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/8501531504363857998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=8501531504363857998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/8501531504363857998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/8501531504363857998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/11/edited-stuff-waiting-to-arrive-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-7505248866907336564</id><published>2008-11-16T19:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:14:37.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Campus Impact Open House.</title><content type='html'>Everything is over so so soon.&lt;br /&gt;Previously we spent&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; hours and hours&lt;/span&gt; racking our brains on the types of games we want,  decorating the game boards, gathering materials needed for the games, decorating again and again and setting up the booths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I must say that the response was pretty good, the seats in the center were all occupied during the opening ceremony, leaving me and the other church members with no choice but to stand at the side.&lt;br /&gt;The games were fun too, thus the ultra long queues, although we only played one out of the six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went smoothly, our efforts were paid off.&lt;br /&gt;I hope we made a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;great impact&lt;/span&gt; to the people staying around Yishun because we are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Campus &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IMPACT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my churchmates.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, loads of projects and tests coming up soon.&lt;br /&gt;Stress is slowly building up inside me, but I'll get through this knowing that God is with me.&lt;br /&gt;It's just so nice to know that there is someone who will be there for you no matter what, no matter what you do, He will never forsake you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Father.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for my stuff to arrive in the mailbox, postman can you hurry up please~&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; too, though I'm dreading it a lil because I'm pretty tight on cash so I have to be more stringent when it comes to the gifts.&lt;br /&gt;Save money, no more online shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very soon, 2008 will end and 2009 will begin.&lt;br /&gt;Time really really flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French is a really difficult language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-7505248866907336564?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/7505248866907336564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=7505248866907336564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/7505248866907336564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/7505248866907336564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/11/campus-impact-open-house.html' title='Campus Impact Open House.'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-4356287713317638428</id><published>2008-11-12T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:07:16.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Yay!&lt;br /&gt;The end of my countdown..whoo!:D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I ripped this quiz from Amanda's blog, the sudden mood for quizzes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APPEARANCE&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am shorter than 5'4.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I think I'm ugly sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have many scars.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I tan easily.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I wish my hair was a different color. (black BLACK)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am self-conscious about my appearance.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have/had braces.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I wear glasses.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I would get plastic surgery if it were 100 percent safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been told I'm attractive by a complete stranger.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have more than 2 piercings.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have piercings in places besides my ears.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have freckles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've sworn at my parents.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've run away from home.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been kicked out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My biological parents are together.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a sibling less than one year old.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I want to have kids someday.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had children.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've lost a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMBARRASSMENT&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've slipped out a "lol" in a spoken conversation.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Disney movies still make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've peed from laughing.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've snorted while laughing.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've laughed so hard I've cried.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've glued my hand to something&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've laughed till some kind of beverage came out of my nose.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had my trousers rip in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RELATIONSHIPS&lt;br /&gt;[] I'm single&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm engaged.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm married.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gone on a blind date.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been the dumpee more than the dumper.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I miss someone right now.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have a fear of abandonment.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've cheated in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've had feelings for someone who didn't have them back.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've told someone I loved them when I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've told someone I didn't love them when I did.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've kept something from a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEXUALITY&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had a crush on someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've had a crush on a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am a cuddler.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been kissed in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;[] I've hugged a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have kissed a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONESTY&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've done something I promised someone else I wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've done something I promised myself I wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've snuck out of my house.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have lied to my parents about where I am.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am keeping a secret from the world&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've cheated while playing a game.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've cheated on a test. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been suspended from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAD TIMES&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've consumed alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I regularly drink.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can't swallow pills.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can swallow about 5 pills at a time no problem&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been diagnosed with clinical depression.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I shut others out when I'm upset.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I take anti-depressants.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm anorexic or bulimic.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've slept an entire day when I didn't need it.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've hurt myself on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm addicted to self harm.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've woken up crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..&lt;br /&gt;This quiz is stupid but oh well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-4356287713317638428?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/4356287713317638428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=4356287713317638428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/4356287713317638428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/4356287713317638428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/11/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-6025308231572355509</id><published>2008-11-07T00:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T00:22:39.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HSM3 sucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 3 SUCKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the dresses that Vanessa Hudgens wore though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I'm one happy girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm one happy girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm one happy girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I'm one happy girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm one happy girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm one happy girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I'm one happy girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to complete &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GossipGirl S2 &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heroes S3&lt;/span&gt;!!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And oh, I finally got my damn blazer.&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/1577767766572355822-6025308231572355509?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/6025308231572355509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=6025308231572355509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/6025308231572355509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/6025308231572355509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/11/hsm3-sucks.html' title='HSM3 sucks.'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-4360657868702510887</id><published>2008-10-31T20:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:08:54.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random shiaaat.</title><content type='html'>I wasn't myself this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been torturing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I made it through, it was tough though,&lt;br /&gt;having to be the usual 'joker' with my girlfriends and laughing so hard together with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I've already completed the latest episodes of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GossipGirl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;America's Next Stop Model Cycle 11&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to touch on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grey's Anatomy&lt;/span&gt;, sighs.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heroes Season3&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prison Break4&lt;/span&gt; and..&lt;br /&gt;So many shows to watch, so little time,&lt;br /&gt;especially with the amount of tutorials and projects that are piling up gradually.&lt;br /&gt;Oh great..looks like it's not a 'happier' note anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more days till the end of my torture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I mean it this time&lt;/span&gt;, I can't wait for the creamy yellow topshop inspired frock and my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;studded&lt;/span&gt; vest and my black ribbed butterfly tank and the EMERALD GREEN samantha vega heart quilted bag (the bag's for my mom) to land in my mail box!!&lt;br /&gt;The gold studded high waisted skirt is just so GORGEOUS, which is of course, tuck away nicely in my wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;I am soooo soooo in loooove with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;studs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;It's so ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have to stop shopping online, like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Only shop for whot you really need..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Until now, I've yet to get a black/stripes blazer, damaged denim shorts/black high waisted shorts, a new bag, sundresses, picnic basket bag..&lt;br /&gt;The list just keeps getting longer eh?&lt;br /&gt;Oh my Godzilla did I tell you that the clothes that Serena and Blaire wore on GossipGirl are so damn ************************ &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GORGEOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;They have a room&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; full of clothes and shoes???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad the weekend is finally here.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3-day&lt;/span&gt; weekend because I have no school on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Whee!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High School Musical 3&lt;/span&gt;, heard from my girlfriends that it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;But the bf's not the type to watch HSM, but he will of course eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay I just finished downloading episode8 of GossipGirl.&lt;br /&gt;Chace Crawford is sooo damn hot..and so perfect and as for Ed Westwick, his voice is sooo sexy.&lt;br /&gt;It's not surprising that the latter is also the lead singer of the English rock band &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Filthy Youth &lt;/span&gt;given his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and listen to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; IRON MAIDEN &lt;/span&gt;and watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOSSIPGIRL&lt;/span&gt;!! /m/&lt;br /&gt;OKAY BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-4360657868702510887?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/4360657868702510887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=4360657868702510887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/4360657868702510887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/4360657868702510887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-shiaaat.html' title='Random shiaaat.'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-5328479270580035314</id><published>2008-10-27T14:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T15:03:31.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I hate to bottle things up, it always seem that I'm bottling things up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I hate to keep things from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;, I hate to keep things from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; especially..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;It's just so damn hard to open up..&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I just tear open my heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Friends come and go, people do change, just like how the weather changes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Slowly yet strangely, I find myself changing too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; So little time&lt;br /&gt;Try to understand that I'm&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make a move just to stay in the game&lt;br /&gt;I try to stay awake and remember my name&lt;br /&gt;But everybody's changing&lt;br /&gt;And I don't feel the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Where is the Michelle I once was?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Where is the girl who's always so happy and cheerful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;But I lost myself I cannot speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;To live by myself I'm far too weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I have lost myself I cannot sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;To live by myself I'm far too meek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ignorance is bliss.&lt;br /&gt;Like how you guys should ignore this entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-5328479270580035314?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/5328479270580035314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=5328479270580035314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/5328479270580035314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/5328479270580035314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/10/lost.html' title='Lost.'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-5204418657662517507</id><published>2008-10-20T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:57:33.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:/</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SP8img4iNEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/qnauIkA926c/s1600-h/handcuffs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259960934849459266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="223" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SP8img4iNEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/qnauIkA926c/s320/handcuffs.JPG" width="347" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They say a picture is worth a thousand words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The day that I will never forget..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go on, let your imagination run wild.&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/1577767766572355822-5204418657662517507?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/5204418657662517507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=5204418657662517507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/5204418657662517507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/5204418657662517507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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bold;"&gt;Fastest Gunman Ever(click!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5IXa2pNGVj8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunghu Jung(click!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's only 11years old, damn talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-8705415239267223333?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/8705415239267223333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=8705415239267223333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/8705415239267223333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/8705415239267223333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/10/videos.html' title='Videos~'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-7716082998750001704</id><published>2008-10-07T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T23:24:18.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ALWAYS GET WHAT I WANT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in this case..no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-7716082998750001704?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/7716082998750001704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=7716082998750001704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/7716082998750001704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/7716082998750001704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/10/hmm.html' title='Hmm..'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-137530932388549996</id><published>2008-10-05T14:08:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T14:27:08.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The pictures entry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*click on images to enlarge.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SOhd5jT-0tI/AAAAAAAAADI/mf2Pz8Kf4Xg/s1600-h/02-10-08_0202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253552208640660178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SOhd5jT-0tI/AAAAAAAAADI/mf2Pz8Kf4Xg/s320/02-10-08_0202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The &lt;strong&gt;left&lt;/strong&gt; side of my wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SOhaAbaFE3I/AAAAAAAAACg/7IfnM15NKpA/s1600-h/02-10-08_0201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253547928731325298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SOhaAbaFE3I/AAAAAAAAACg/7IfnM15NKpA/s320/02-10-08_0201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The &lt;strong&gt;right&lt;/strong&gt; side of my wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SOhaSgDBS-I/AAAAAAAAACw/PqgdxuoN_XE/s1600-h/02-10-08_0204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253548239214431202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SOhaSgDBS-I/AAAAAAAAACw/PqgdxuoN_XE/s320/02-10-08_0204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Both sides of the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;80%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; done with my room wall, spent like a hell lotta time on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Flipping through piles and piles of magazines, tearing out the nice ones and pasting the blu tacks on them and deciding where to paste them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nice? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, when you work at Giordano, you will master the perfect folding skill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I mean, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PERFECT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SOhbBkyI6II/AAAAAAAAAC4/3S7dVP3ngTw/s1600-h/30-09-08_1127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253549047939655810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SOhbBkyI6II/AAAAAAAAAC4/3S7dVP3ngTw/s320/30-09-08_1127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The top view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SOhbPEUC9NI/AAAAAAAAADA/cTEYkbICnj0/s1600-h/30-09-08_1128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253549279741670610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SOhbPEUC9NI/AAAAAAAAADA/cTEYkbICnj0/s320/30-09-08_1128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The side view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told cha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, I folded that pile of clothes by the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take care!:) &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/1577767766572355822-137530932388549996?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/137530932388549996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=137530932388549996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/137530932388549996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/137530932388549996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/10/pictures-entry.html' title='The pictures entry!'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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/_SQtTvIeE54M/SOhd5jT-0tI/AAAAAAAAADI/mf2Pz8Kf4Xg/s72-c/02-10-08_0202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577767766572355822.post-7491538978362012194</id><published>2008-10-03T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T19:53:39.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yay, I got french!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Class 4, who cares, I got &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;FRENCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;French french french fries!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I want &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;CHEESE FRIES&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-7491538978362012194?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/7491538978362012194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=7491538978362012194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/7491538978362012194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/7491538978362012194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-6645570772287935725</id><published>2008-10-01T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:58:26.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky bitch.</title><content type='html'>I'm a lucky bitch.&lt;br /&gt;I just won 4 tickets to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;AVENGED SEVENFOLD's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; concert!!:)&lt;br /&gt;Tickets are like 95bucks each man!&lt;br /&gt;24th October, Friday 8pm, at Max Pavilion.&lt;br /&gt;So gonna be there!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that..and also 8 tickets to &lt;strong&gt;The Butter Factory's FLOAT&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The first hip hop party on water featuring and live-act line up!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So NOT gonna be there, so not my thang, hip hop whot.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm selling the tickets at $20 each mailed!&lt;br /&gt;Usual price $30, do tag my tag board if you're interested ya?&lt;br /&gt;For more details, click &lt;a href="http://www.thebutterfactory.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;*click on image for larger view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SOOraaXuunI/AAAAAAAAACY/RxCt5ZqjgQU/s1600-h/FLOAT111008-WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252230060687932018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SOOraaXuunI/AAAAAAAAACY/RxCt5ZqjgQU/s400/FLOAT111008-WEB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Credits to my sissy though, she helped!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even happier that the boyfriend was next to me while I was almost on the verge of screaming like craaaazy when 987fm Rozz called me on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;It's so nice to share your happiness with your love one, and yes, it's my first time winning a contest.&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;*SQUEALS OUT LOUD AND HIGH AND CRAZY!!!!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AhhhhhHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY HARI RAYA PUASA&lt;/span&gt; TO ALL MY MALAY FRIENDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;EAT WELL AND HAVE FUN OKAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;AND TO ALL THE KIDS OUT THERE, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY CHILDRENS' DAY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm one happy girl!:):):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-6645570772287935725?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SOOraaXuunI/AAAAAAAAACY/RxCt5ZqjgQU/s72-c/FLOAT111008-WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577767766572355822.post-8533728061238080640</id><published>2008-09-17T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:32:27.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Floyd!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SNCydYIWvcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/mNIGPFR5WSc/s1600-h/wright1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SNCydYIWvcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/mNIGPFR5WSc/s320/wright1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246889783650074050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick Wright, the keyboardist and founding member of Pink Floyd, died on 15th September 2008 at the age of 65 as a result of his battle with cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The family of Richard Wright, founding member of Pink Floyd, announce with great sadness that Richard died today after a short struggle with cancer. The family have asked that their privacy is respected at this difficult time,” said Wright’s spokesperson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not yet known what form of cancer &lt;b&gt;Wright&lt;/b&gt; suffered from.      &lt;p&gt; Singer and guitarist of &lt;b&gt;Pink Floyd&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;David Gilmour&lt;/b&gt;, had this to say about &lt;b&gt;Wright&lt;/b&gt;’s passing on his website: “&lt;i&gt;No one can replace Richard Wright. He was my musical partner and my friend. In the welter of arguments about who or what was Pink Floyd, Rick's enormous input was frequently forgotten. He was gentle, unassuming and private but his soulful voice and playing were vital, magical components of our most recognized Pink Floyd sound.&lt;/i&gt;” He later adds, “&lt;i&gt;Like Rick, I don't find it easy to express my feelings in words, but I loved him and will miss him enormously.&lt;/i&gt;”  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt; While &lt;b&gt;Wright&lt;/b&gt; may not have always been the center of attention in the band, he played a crucial part in developing the band’s signature sound. Along with playing the keyboards he also penned several &lt;b&gt;Pink Floyd&lt;/b&gt; tracks, such as “&lt;b&gt;Great Gig In The Sky&lt;/b&gt;” and “&lt;b&gt;Us And Them&lt;/b&gt;” from the band’s famous “&lt;b&gt;Dark Side Of The Moon&lt;/b&gt;” album.  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt; The loss of &lt;b&gt;Richard Wright&lt;/b&gt; is a big one for the music world and he will be greatly missed by us all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-8533728061238080640?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/8533728061238080640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=8533728061238080640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/8533728061238080640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/8533728061238080640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/09/pink-floyd.html' title='Pink Floyd!'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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/_SQtTvIeE54M/SNCydYIWvcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/mNIGPFR5WSc/s72-c/wright1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577767766572355822.post-8926577759563211372</id><published>2008-09-11T20:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T21:11:15.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save~</title><content type='html'>With both hands, my fingers gripped the cord handles of the bags tightly.&lt;br /&gt;Beads of perspiration flowed from my forehead down to my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;I tried using my right shoulder to wipe off the perspiration but the heavy bags tied me down.&lt;br /&gt;My throat was dry, I could barely open my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;How nice if some one could reach into my bag to get a piece of tissue to dab my perspiration and get a water bottle to quench my thirst.&lt;br /&gt;It's warm..&lt;br /&gt;The sunlight hit against my face, forcing me to bow my head down.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my fingers, my hands are clammy.&lt;br /&gt;The veins in my fingers started protruding, I gripped the handles tighter and hoisted the bags up using my thighs, in hope of relaxing the muscles in my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;It did helped, but only for a few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;My fingers hurt..it's turning red.&lt;br /&gt;Amidst the people squeezing their way past me, I silently screamed&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; HELP&lt;/span&gt; in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, I saw the train approaching and was horrified to see that it's so damn bloody packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Darn..why did I put myself through this.."&lt;/span&gt; I muttered as I stepped into the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so packed, I couldn't put my bags down on the ground, let alone hold on to the pole for support.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, the bags&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; greatly&lt;/span&gt; reduced my sense of balance.&lt;br /&gt;I felt so helpless, I just closed my eyes, enjoying the cool breeze of air.&lt;br /&gt;At least there's air con..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these while, from the moment I step foot on to the platform to waiting for the train and to boarding the train, I was thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking, why didn't I take the bloody &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cab&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;I could save myself lots of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;I could just flag a cab from school, get into the cab, dump my bags on to the rear seat and tell the cab driver "Choa Chu Kang stadium" and he would nod and voila, home in 20 minutes!&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to strain the muscles of my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;There's soothing music, there's air con.&lt;br /&gt;No crowd, no perspiration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I choose the former?&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; save &lt;/span&gt;money.&lt;br /&gt;Given the time, which was evening, cab fares are at it's highest.&lt;br /&gt;$2 (with lots of disadvantages + determination) and $20 (with advantages + laziness) to get home, which one will you choose, given that money is a very important factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny when I insisted on taking the train, even when my dad&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; offered&lt;/span&gt; to pay for the cab fare, just to save $18.&lt;br /&gt;All these just for $18?&lt;br /&gt;It's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ironic&lt;/span&gt;, I'm shaking my head in disbelief now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, whenever I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;window&lt;/span&gt; shopping online, I never give a second thought when I'm eyeing this particular dress or top.&lt;br /&gt;I confirmed the item, and then check my inbox after a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;Once I have received the payment details, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; log on to ibanking and paid for it.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, 30bucks gone like that, just with a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; click&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know why it's ironic.&lt;br /&gt;You must be thinking, what the hell, she went through all that to save $18 and she buys things online without a second thought?&lt;br /&gt;And then you'll continue thinking, I bet she's gonna spend the $18 she painfully saved just now on another top online sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;Then you are right.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;addicted&lt;/span&gt; to online shopping, my fingers are itching, I haven't log in to ibanking for 6 days already.&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, that's a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; record&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurray to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-8926577759563211372?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/8926577759563211372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=8926577759563211372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/8926577759563211372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/8926577759563211372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/09/save.html' title='Save~'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-6451437896306844498</id><published>2008-09-08T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T19:58:28.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock and Roll!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAMP ROCK &lt;/span&gt;sucked.&lt;br /&gt;I switched the teevee off after 30minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Acting sucked, plot sucked. :\&lt;br /&gt;Joe Jonas somehow reminds me of Zac Efron don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;Pretty boys~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANYWAY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MOTLEY CRUE&lt;/span&gt; IS COMING TO SINGAPORE ON THE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;16TH OCTOBER, THURSDAY, 8PM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*gasps!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TIME TO ROCK AND ROLL ALL NIGHT, AND PARTY EVERYDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tickets at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;$140&lt;/span&gt; though. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all yall rockers out there,&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://www.sistic.com.sg/portal/dt?dt.isPortletRequest=true&amp;amp;dt.action=process&amp;amp;dt.provider=PortletWindowProcessChannel&amp;amp;dt.windowProvider.targetPortletChannel=JSPTabContainer/sEventsCalendar/Event&amp;amp;dt.containerName=JSPTabContainer/sEventsCalendar&amp;amp;dt.windowProvider.currentChannelMode=VIEW&amp;amp;dt.window.portletAction=RENDER&amp;amp;contentCode=motley1008"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for more information!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXCITED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-6451437896306844498?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/6451437896306844498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=6451437896306844498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/6451437896306844498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/6451437896306844498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/09/rock-and-roll.html' title='Rock and Roll!'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-6073280184237748110</id><published>2008-09-02T16:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:11:07.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ta-da!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY MASTERPIECE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fun to use polyvore and play around with so many clothes, accessories and shoes!&lt;br /&gt;Feast your eyes on my masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;Totally love it, very chic and edgy!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=3409890"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFk1EQS00Y3g0M1JHR0VybHBpOFYzWEEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Black" border="0" height="400" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will create a casual girly look soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-6073280184237748110?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/6073280184237748110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=6073280184237748110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/6073280184237748110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/6073280184237748110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/09/ta-da.html' title='Ta-da!'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-294249891417581422</id><published>2008-08-31T15:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T18:36:12.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey ho!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEFORE I PROCEED...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LET ME SAY SOMETHING FIRST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RAFAEL NADAL &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;NOW OFFICIALLY THE NUMBER ONE TENNIS PLAYER IN THE WORLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHOOOOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND I GOT MY PAIR OF BLACK CHIC GLADIATORS ALREADY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I've been missing in action for quite some time, say..27days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Minus&lt;/span&gt; the 23rd August entry.xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still addicted to online shopping, not as bad as the other time but still..&lt;br /&gt;I think it's like a business cycle, there are peaks and there are recessions, it's never ending.&lt;br /&gt;It's like, I got the items I want, yet I still lust over other items.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, my cycle is stabilizing already.&lt;br /&gt;Darn, I'm materialistic, but I'm not..it just happen that I &lt;s&gt;like&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of clothes, I haven't stepped into Wisma for quite some time..hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway!!&lt;br /&gt;I've got alot to update!&lt;br /&gt;Might as well make this entry &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ultraaaaaa looooonnnng&lt;/span&gt; to make up for the past 27days, not that I blog daily but I do weekly.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm at my second stopover, attached to my school's Giordano, more towards retail I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;I don't see the link in accounting and retail but I think they just want us to get out of our comfort zone in which I find the latter more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIGH FIVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 weeks of attachment, we have soon settled down and are getting used with the cashiering and all the daily sales report and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;right way&lt;/span&gt; to fold the clothes, using the steam iron to iron the clothes, and also the right way to use a hanger to hang your clothes.&lt;br /&gt;(Psst! Do look for me if you wanna learn the right way!)&lt;br /&gt;External attachment at Lot One shopping mall is pretty fun though, it also open up your eyes to the cruelty of the real world.&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues are great, kinda surprised to see Alfian working there, that metalhead.&lt;br /&gt;However, I hated the music that they blasted, club mix, mixture of techno and radio songs.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf...it gave me headaches.&lt;br /&gt;Ah..I'll miss them colleagues, like Shida, Ira, Ida, Alfian and Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm less busy already, done with the two bloody reports.&lt;br /&gt;Know the good thing about attachment?&lt;br /&gt;No homework, no projects, only reports.&lt;br /&gt;DONT NEED TO STUDY, DONT NEED TO BRING TEXTBOOKS OR NOTES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIGH FIVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the 4th week of attachment, 5 more weeks to go.&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking of bringing a pair of jeans and sneakers and keep it in Giordano's storeroom so whenever I'm on shift I can just go to school in shorts and flip flops then go to the fitting room there and changed into jeans and sneakers.&lt;br /&gt;And when knocking off I can changed back into my shorts and flip flops and go home!&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad idea right, seeing that I wore the same jeans and almost the same footwear to Giordano for the past 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun working with Christopher Joosten and MeiMei, our obsession with BORAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIGH FIVE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies huh, it's gonna be September tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Church has also lined up plenty of activies during September.&lt;br /&gt;There's street conference, operation black panther at Sentosa, mid-autumn festival cum movie marathon at Elysa's house.&lt;br /&gt;Woweeeee, fun fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;All the more to invite your friends! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very soon, it will be 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OKAY I HAVE UPDATED PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GIVE ME A......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIGH FIVE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mutters*&lt;br /&gt;"Stupid Borat".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-294249891417581422?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/294249891417581422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=294249891417581422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/294249891417581422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/294249891417581422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-ho.html' title='Hey ho!'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-569247979793527452</id><published>2008-08-23T13:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T14:09:42.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busybusybusy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUSY BUSY BUSY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ANNOYING.&lt;/u&gt; :\&lt;/span&gt;&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/1577767766572355822-569247979793527452?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/569247979793527452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=569247979793527452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/569247979793527452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/569247979793527452'/><link 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whot guess whot??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't buy any single clothing or accessory for the past 10 days in July.&lt;br /&gt;Mission accomplished!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm like dying for ohvola's collection, when are they updating!??&lt;br /&gt;*stamps foot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One personal selling report done, one down, another one to go.&lt;br /&gt;The final one, the most difficult irritating boring report is about to reveal itself, that is, if my hands are willing to type it.&lt;br /&gt;Let's call it the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bloody&lt;/span&gt; summary report.&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I had a chance to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Santa Claus &lt;/span&gt;on the 1st August, which was on a Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Wheeee!!&lt;br /&gt;In fact, everybody were Santa Clauses!!&lt;br /&gt;People lugging huge bags with cookies and chocolates filled to the brim.&lt;br /&gt;Tis' the season to be jolly! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BACK TO REPORT WRITING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIE.&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/1577767766572355822-1243997880308948900?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/1243997880308948900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=1243997880308948900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/1243997880308948900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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fun!'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-3520965053852218883</id><published>2008-07-15T23:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T23:46:05.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;:(</title><content type='html'>Today I'm gonna talk about my thumbdrive.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;thumbdrive, it's going into the rubbish bin soon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thumbdrive.&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1GB imation thumbdrive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with the cute skeleton sticker stuck on it.&lt;br /&gt;It holds all my school stuff and some pretty personal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, I'm such a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;goondoo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Goondoo becus I thought nothing will happen to my thumbdrive, and also, I didn't have backup copies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one fine day, the files in my thumbdrive started to disappear&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; one by one&lt;/span&gt;, files getting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;corrupted&lt;/span&gt; one by one without me noticing until it became &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soooooo obvious&lt;/span&gt;, down to a couple of files.&lt;br /&gt;That's when I realized that there's something wrong with my thumbdrive.&lt;br /&gt;I panicked, I frowned, I was frustrated, confused, and..angry.&lt;br /&gt;It was all mixed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried retrieving the files, like when the hell did I become so dependent on my thumbdrive.&lt;br /&gt;The photos, the email addresses, some personal stuff, all gone...&lt;br /&gt;Just, like, that.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stupid, so foolish, so helpless.&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so helpless now.&lt;br /&gt;The cause of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A freaking virus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My younger bro scanned my thumbdrive &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LAST NIGHT &lt;/span&gt;and found a virus and now the virus has spread to the computer and also his ipod. =\&lt;br /&gt;He formatted my thumbdrive and the freaking virus is gone for good, so I presume.&lt;br /&gt;Until...the same thing happened just now, the files corrupted again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;FUDGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my thumbdrive is testing my tolerance level.&lt;br /&gt;This is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;3rd time&lt;/span&gt; that I'm re-doing my excel worksheet and trust me, try remembering some of your friends and going back to your msn history to get back that info you want and under the SENT folder in your email to retrieve your info.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I really must say that I have an exceptional high level of tolerance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CURSE YOU THUMBDRIVE YOU BLOODY ASS OF SHIT!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're at least 1 yr old by now..so go away and stop making my blood boil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo.&lt;br /&gt;Feels nice to rant/whine/complain.&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep and forget everything, I'll be fine tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights y'all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-3520965053852218883?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/3520965053852218883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=3520965053852218883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/3520965053852218883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/3520965053852218883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='&gt;:('/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-6034344839259384772</id><published>2008-07-12T12:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T19:54:31.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whee!</title><content type='html'>Wheeee!&lt;br /&gt;It's finally saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days had been a busy one.&lt;br /&gt;Finally we'll done with the presentation and the surveys.&lt;br /&gt;Yr3 students are stuck up kids. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday evening was nice even though I was worn out, had a looonnnng day in school.&lt;br /&gt;The family(except big bro) headed to Clarke Quay for a very nice dinner.&lt;br /&gt;All of us dressed up and we ate at this Riverside restaurant which served indo food.&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty disappointed becus I rarely frequent Clarke Quay and I expected a posh restaurant or something but oh well..it's air conditioned and there's waitresses/waiters but still...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the food's nice, looove the rendang and curry.&lt;br /&gt;We also had black pepper chicken which tasted a lil sweet, chicken satays, fish and sotongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of chicken, I have been eating a hell lot of chicken for the past days, particularly on Thursday if I'm not wrong, I ate 3 different types of chicken for lunch and a huge chunk of chicken wing for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling chicky!(cheeky) haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*squeals*&lt;br /&gt;That's whot girls do when they see racks of shoes, and the squeal goes even higher when they actually get to buy them! :D&lt;br /&gt;We headed to ClubMarc to check out the clothes and shoes, I immediately zoomed into the shoe section and began picking up a handful of shoes and tried 'em on like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;I sure kept the salesperson busy.&lt;br /&gt;50% off for all the shoes like wtfffff.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, I bought this pair of black booties with a heel of 2 inches and another pair of 2 inches black covered pumps where there's a strap covering the ankle.&lt;br /&gt;Darn stylish and it looks expensive.&lt;br /&gt;The former's a 100bucks at first but after the discount it's 50bucks. xD&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to upload the pictures of these lovely shoes soon k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so glad it's finally the weekend, even happier that I'm doing well for my personal selling. :)&lt;br /&gt;It will be the 6th week of BSU when it hits monday.&lt;br /&gt;BUSY BUSY BUSY!!&lt;br /&gt;Bzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MY RED BUTTON&lt;/span&gt; annoyed you!&lt;br /&gt;*smirks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-6034344839259384772?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577767766572355822.post-7446586001181431641</id><published>2008-07-03T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T17:01:41.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well well.</title><content type='html'>Well well..it has been awhile hasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Wow..I've been so busy I really don't know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;I'm typing this with half-opened eyes due to the lack of sleep so pardon me if I'm super random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bandzout.&lt;br /&gt;Audition was a flop, we didn't make it through the finals.&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wentworth Miller is still as hot, never fails to make my heart beat faster whenever I catch him on PrisonBreak.&lt;br /&gt;Totally beat my monday blues. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's from like 0900 to 1730 for me everyday and by the time I'm home, it's close to 7.&lt;br /&gt;I'd just take a bath and have dinner and then check my mails and surf the net and then see whot's up on teevee then it'll be phone call with the bf and then have supper and read the papers and by 11, I'd be in lalaland.&lt;br /&gt;5 more weeks man..5 more bloody weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can't wait for fridaysssss, becus I get to wake up really really late the next day becus it's a saturday! :D&lt;br /&gt;I always look forward to saturday becus I get to go to church and see all the lovely pple there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drags my voice*&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL...&lt;br /&gt;Been watching reruns of ANTM (America's Next Top Model) on youtube when I'm slacking in school, and good thing is, Claire's hooked onto it too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filming at town yesterday with a handful of the churchmates was tiring.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly becus most of us rushed down from either from work or school.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope the video turns out great and that most of the friends that I've invited can make it to the youth conference this coming saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, saturday..can't wait!!&lt;br /&gt;*squeeeals*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Thou shall stop squealing.&lt;br /&gt;Annoying habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya!&lt;br /&gt;I ran 10 rounds on the tracks a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, on a sunday, becus I felt the strong need to exercise.&lt;br /&gt;Been in school, on the comp, lunch, then on the comp again and like whot, I gained a freaking 2kg!!&lt;br /&gt;WTFFFFFfffffffffffff.&lt;br /&gt;So the next day, on monday which is a school day, I transformed into an old woman.&lt;br /&gt;My legs hurt like...it hurts terribly, aching really badly.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts even more when I walk down the stairs or when I try to sit, or get up from a seat.&lt;br /&gt;To make it worse, my friends laughed at my retarded actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;StarCruise roadshow is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;Only a pathetic 2 out of the 15 signed up. &lt;br /&gt;It's troublesome to set up the booth, didn't know it takes so much work.&lt;br /&gt;The upside to this is, we get to blast songs.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA I ACTUALLY PLAYED NYMPHETAMINE OVERDOSE.&lt;br /&gt;*scoffs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..I just realized this entry isn't properly structured becus I am shooting whotever I'm thinking now.&lt;br /&gt;Ah...&lt;br /&gt;Can't think, mind blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-7446586001181431641?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/7446586001181431641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=7446586001181431641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/7446586001181431641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/7446586001181431641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-well.html' title='Well well.'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-5097711665474131287</id><published>2008-06-23T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T20:14:16.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broke!</title><content type='html'>Gosh..I'm so *insert whotever you want here* broooooke!&lt;br /&gt;Ah..I hate money, it's just soooo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;powerful&lt;/span&gt;. =\&lt;br /&gt;Ironic for me to say that as I'd be handling money issues next time, gonna be an accountant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to get a printed hoodie, that's a want.&lt;br /&gt;I got mostly what I want for the previous shopping list but still...&lt;br /&gt;A girl can't get enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; need&lt;/span&gt;...(according to priority)&lt;br /&gt;#01. GLADIATOR SANDALS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;#02. Backpack with prints.&lt;br /&gt;#03. Shades.&lt;br /&gt;#04. Coloured contacts. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(gonna get 'em from Khris sunny!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#05. Printed hoodie. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want only&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;MONEY MONEY MONEY IS SO NOT FUNNY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao. *sighs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-5097711665474131287?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/5097711665474131287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=5097711665474131287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/5097711665474131287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/5097711665474131287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/06/broke.html' title='Broke!'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-7865322207135334863</id><published>2008-06-22T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:51:16.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A very happy birthday to my Melissa whom I've known for 10 years+!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually counting down how many weeks left to the end of the bloody full shift attachment becus the first 2 weeks bore me to death.&lt;br /&gt;I was so bored I was done with blogging, viwawa, online shopping, bloghopping and checking out the latest music news!!&lt;br /&gt;Yes..&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/u&gt; bored!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 7 more weeks to go! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks really.&lt;br /&gt;Been turning in at 1am for the past few days and waking up at 7am and endure all the way till 5.30pm in which after you have some things on so yeah, the cycle keeps repeating.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah like whot, 6hours of sleep and then out for more than 10 hours?&lt;br /&gt;Hate it when you're stuck in a rut, it's so not my thang.&lt;br /&gt;And it's soooo not good for the body. =/&lt;br /&gt;Worse still, I hardly have dreams anymore. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; happier happier&lt;/span&gt; note, we've removed the cupboards and all in the living room and refurnished the walls with metal tiles to make way for the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;47inches wide LCD TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which is arriving tmr!&lt;br /&gt;Which means I get to watch PrisonBreak on HD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*squeeeeeeeeals*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audition for Bandzout was pretty okay, aha, we're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skittles&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I actually gave a pack of Skittles to the judges to eat when it was our turn. :)&lt;br /&gt;Am 70% sure that we'll get into the finals, please contact us soon about the results yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTS Y'ALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-7865322207135334863?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/7865322207135334863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=7865322207135334863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/7865322207135334863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/7865322207135334863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/06/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-29725984890348143</id><published>2008-06-20T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T10:29:57.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIZ!</title><content type='html'>Ah..been doing a hell lot of quizzes this week.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have been tagged by Aiysah to do the following quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here goes! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. What disappoints you the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone is being dishonest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. How old do you expect you will live until?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What's your favourite thing to do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEEPING! HELL YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Do you think money can buy happiness?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah..no wait, maybe..shopping=happiness haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. If you can have one dream to come true, what will it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams actually come true? If yes then...I wanna meet God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh! Like who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. If you win $1million, what will you do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donate it to charity, go on a shopping spree, treat all my friends to dinner, decorate my room, buy a drumset, travel around the world, go fine dining, okay I think I should stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. What do you think of yourself?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute, sweet and.....skinny! Is skinny a good point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. What makes you happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as I smile, I'm happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. What type of person do you hate most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have alot but I think they fall in the same category, the usual hypocrites backstabbers liars. And oh, bimbotic girls and mats and tiko pehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Where do you see yourself 10 years down the road?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home? Just kidding!! Probably being an accountant or something..zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. If you have a superpower, what will it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TELEPORTATION HELL YEAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What do you think is the most important thing of your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. If it's the end of the world, what will be your last wish?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished that the world wouldn't end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. If you have a chance to choose, will you want to go back in time? When will it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah..troublesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Do you like techno?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOT THE HELL.........................................NO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Are you courageous enough to tell the person that you like him/her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. What's your next aim?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find 8 people to tag and hope that they have chatter box in their blog. I so don't wanna break this chain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instruction: Remove 1 question from above, and add in your own personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list. List them out and end this post. Notify them later in their chatter box that he/she was tagged to do this quiz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NOTE: I'm super duper bored that's why I'm doing this quiz.&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/1577767766572355822-29725984890348143?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/29725984890348143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=29725984890348143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/29725984890348143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/29725984890348143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/06/quiz.html' title='QUIZ!'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-4442760550734957728</id><published>2008-06-13T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T23:58:05.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY.</title><content type='html'>This is my handwriting analysis.                    &lt;div&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q22_1094009397.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; Michelle uses judgment to make decisions. She is ruled by her head, not her heart. She is a cool, collected person who is usually unexpressive emotionally. Some may see her as unemotional. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She does have emotions but has no need to express them. She is withdrawn into herself and enjoys being alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The circumstances when Michelle does express emotions include: extreme anger, extreme passion, and tremendous stress. If someone gets her mad enough to tell her off, she will not be sorry about it later. She puts a mark in her mind when someone angers her. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She keeps track of these marks and when she hits that last mark she will let them know they have gone too far.&lt;/span&gt; She is ruled somewhat by self-interest. All her conclusions are made without outside emotional influence. She is very level-headed and will remain calm in an emergency situation. In a situation where other people might get hysterical, she has poise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michelle will work more efficiently if given space and time to be alone. She would rather not be surrounded by people constantly. In a relationship, she will show her love by the things she does rather than by the things she says. Saying "I love you" is not a needed routine because she feels her mate should already know. The only exception to this is if she has logically concluded that it is best for her mate to hear her express her love verbally.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(VERY TRUE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Michelle is not subject to emotional appeals. If someone is selling a product to her, they will need to present only the facts. They should present them from a standpoint of her sound judgment. She will not be taken in by an emotional story about someone else. She will meet emergencies without getting hysterical and she will always ask "Is this best for me?"&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q21_1094009295.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; People that write their letters in an average height and average size are moderate in their ability to interact socially. According to the data input, Michelle doesn't write too large or too small, indicating a balanced ability to be social and interact with others. &lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q24_1094009749.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; Michelle will be candid and direct when expressing her opinion. She will tell them what she thinks if they ask for it, whether they like it or not. So, if they don't really want her opinion, don't ask for it!&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q20_1094009088.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; According to the inputted data, Michelle has a stinger shape inside the oval of her a, d, or c. This might be hard to visualize, but if this little hooklike shape is present, then Michelle has an unresolved "issue" with strong members of the opposite gender. An occasional appearance of this stroke could indicate a simple "loves a mental challenge" which can manifest in playful linguistic conversations and being attracted to a lover who isn't always available. However, if the stroke is severe, this means the individual has unresolved anger at the oppostive gender - which usually started with the person's childhood relationship with the opposite gender parent (Mom or Dad). If the writer is a woman she will be attracted to strong challenging men. If the writer is a man, he will find the woman who is "hard to get" the most attractive. In a nutshell, people with stingers in their writing tend to have challenges in their romantic relationships.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For more information about this "stinger" trait, &lt;a href="http://www.myhandwriting.com/analyze/hlltrt5.html"&gt;visit this webpage&lt;/a&gt;. Remember, it is only negative if the traits occurs often and is quite pronounced. An occasional stinger can be no problem.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q25_1094009902.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; Michelle has an over-awareness of self. She often feels self-conscious. She fears ridicule, therefore she is careful not to place herself in a position to receive any ridicule. She wonders what people will think if she acts in a certain manner. When encountering a new group of people, Michelle may stay on the sidelines until she has the people categorized, or she may behave in a "positive attention getting" manner to assure people think good thoughts about her from the start.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the sales profession, this self-consciousness is called "call reluctance". They take the word "no" as a personal criticism. Therefore, there is an internal struggle when performing this type of work. Although this person may be a great salesperson, she still feels insecurity. She will perform better if someone else is with her because the fear of ridicule from her peers is far greater than the fear of ridicule from her clients. Many times this type of person becomes a sales trainer, because when she is training, she doesn't have to put herself in a position of being told "no" as often as the salesmen do.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q26_1094010047.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; In reference to Michelle's mental abilities, she has a very investigating and creating mind. She investigates projects rapidly because she is curious about many things. She gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but she soon must slow down and look at all the angles. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She probably gets too many things going at once. When Michelle slows down, then she becomes more creative than before.&lt;/span&gt; Since it takes time to be creative, she must slow down to do it. She then decides what projects she has time to finish. Thus she finishes at a slower pace than when she started the project.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. Her mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. She can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Michelle can then switch into her low gear. When she is in the slower mode, she can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. She is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q27_1094010202.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; Michelle is a practical person whose goals are planned, practical, and down to earth. This is typical of people with normal healthy self-esteem. She needs to visualize the end of a project before she starts. she finds joy in anticipation and planning. Notice that I said she plans everything she is going to do, that doesn't necessarily mean things go as planned. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michelle basically feels good about herself. She has a positive self-esteem which contributes to her success. She feels she has the ability to achieve anything she sets her mind to.&lt;/span&gt; However, she sets her goals using practicality-- not too "out of reach". She has enough self-confidence to leave a bad situation, yet, she will not take great risks, as they relate to her goals. A good esteem is one key to a happy life. Although there is room for improvement in the confidence catagery, her self-perception is better than average.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q28_1094010270.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; Michelle is sarcastic. This is a defense mechanism designed to protect her ego when she feels hurt. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She pokes people harder than she gets poked. &lt;/span&gt;These sarcastic remarks can be very funny. They can also be harsh, bitter, and caustic at the same time.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q29_1094010583.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michelle has a tendency to put things off, Michelle procrastinates.&lt;/span&gt; She sometimes pretends to be busy, so she will not have to do whatever she is putting off. She is often late to appointments or deadlines. This usually leads to a great amount of effort at the last minute to meet the deadline. Procrastination is an important factor as it relates to her output on the job or at school. Remember, Michelle will put it off until later. Procrastination is easily overcome through a simple stroke adjustment in the handwriting.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q31_1094010769.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; Michelle is very self-sufficient. She is trying not to need anyone. She is capable of making it on her own. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She probably wants and enjoys people, but she doesn't "need" them. She can be a loner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q32_1094011099.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; For a graphologist, the spacing on the page reflects the writer's attitude toward their own world and relationship to things in his or her own space. If the inputted data was correct Michelle has left lots of white space on the right side of the paper. Michelle fills up the rest of the page in a normal fashion. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If this is true, then Michelle has an unhealthy relationship to the past and has a fear of moving forward.&lt;/span&gt; The right side of the page represents the future and Michelle seems unwilling to face the fear of getting started living now and planning for the future. Michelle seems to be clinging to past events and spending lots of time thinking about what happened. It would be best to leave the past behind and move on. Stop crowding that left margin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THOSE IN BOLD ARE SUPER ACCURATE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/analysis.php?PHPSESSID=c184ccb8070dad92a537d7e89cec773f"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Click here to take this test! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of my friends took it and they swore it's bloody accurate..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I haven't blogged in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was church and then Sunday was jamming with the bandmates.&lt;br /&gt;Monday all the way till today's school but I didn't go to school today.&lt;br /&gt;Today's my bf's birthday and I celebrated it with him, together with his sister and mom.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was great, buffet!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;That's all in a nutshell. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios!&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/1577767766572355822-4442760550734957728?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/4442760550734957728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=4442760550734957728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/4442760550734957728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/4442760550734957728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/06/finally.html' title='FINALLY.'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-1278947505897209462</id><published>2008-06-06T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T16:33:33.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Bumble Bee!</title><content type='html'>I have the &lt;strong&gt;sudden urge&lt;/strong&gt; to blog, can't bear to leave it &lt;em&gt;untouched&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Been really really really busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;I went jamming with my bandmates and we've finally &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;perfected &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the Coldplay song.&lt;br /&gt;Yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;Now we're left with Franz Ferdinand's Take Me Out.&lt;br /&gt;Bought &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;durian rolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on the way home!&lt;br /&gt;*squeals*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh ya, happy 15th birthday Zeek!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was spent making the bf's present.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I almost wanted to give up, like &lt;em&gt;seriously&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Headed out with mom and sis in the late morning and then chilled with Angen at Gelare.&lt;br /&gt;Cookies and cream sundae soooo rocks man! :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy that I'm finally done with the bday card that MeiQin asked me to make.&lt;br /&gt;One down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I spent 6 hours on his present, which means I'm left with &lt;strong&gt;26hours&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And with like whot, 7 more days till the deadline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On a happier note, I got my black suspenders whooo!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff said..PICTURES!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/xiufang751/DSC05359-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me on drums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/xiufang751/DSC05363-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/xiufang751/DSC05369-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture of the durian roll, like finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/xiufang751/DSC05376-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookies and cream sundae and me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-1278947505897209462?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/1278947505897209462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=1278947505897209462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/1278947505897209462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/1278947505897209462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/06/busy-bumble-bee.html' title='Busy Bumble Bee!'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-8758927766108032295</id><published>2008-06-03T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T17:27:54.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSY BUSY BUSY!</title><content type='html'>I realized I haven't blogged in days.&lt;br /&gt;I was sooo busy over the weekend and been out the whole day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday is solely for church.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the HDB flats nearby to give out post it notes and to help spread the message of what CampusImpact does.&lt;br /&gt;Then we have YouthFellowship in church after that and it was dinner and thereafter service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joke of that day: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were having dinner and Vicky was using the metal fork to dissect the chicken wing so the fork bent and he said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Oh shit, the metal bend"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"The Metal Band"&lt;/span&gt; so I started drumming my fingers damn quickly and Vicky was laughing like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was spent lazing at home and doing productive stuff like completing Meg Cabot's books and making someone's gift, I swear I spent like 8hours on it, and it's only&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; one fifth &lt;/span&gt;of it. :(&lt;br /&gt;And his birthday is in 10 days time, which means I need like&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; 32 hours&lt;/span&gt; more to complete it.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love love love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;durian rolls&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angie The Choice&lt;/span&gt;, durian lovers, you really gotta try this.&lt;br /&gt;High high high highly recommended, price is a lil steep though. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was spent with my beloved sister Olivia.&lt;br /&gt;I finally brought her to Chinatown to get her fluffy pens as she's been bugging me to bring her there since...since I don't know when.&lt;br /&gt;We ended up buying colourful beaded accessories too.&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CottonOn&lt;/span&gt; is having a mega sale and I've snag quite a few basic tops and cardigans. :)&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to buy the black suspenders from topshop. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm gonna be busier this week so I doubt I'll be blogging that often.&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to practise the drums for Take Me Out by Franz Ferdinand.&lt;br /&gt;Jamming tmr with my bandmates and thereafter I hafta rush to school for the LiveAudio meeting.&lt;br /&gt;School is starting in&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; 6 days time &lt;/span&gt;and sadly, mentoring club is resuming in early July.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be really busy when school starts becus I'll be going to school from 9 to 5 everyday and I still have to jam with my bandmates and I've yet to finish baby's present and also the huge birthday card that MeiQin asked me to decorate.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm pretty busy with flaunturstyle as we're gonna upload a new collection.&lt;br /&gt;And I still haven't got out with KHRIS and company, and LUFFY!! :(&lt;br /&gt;Been postponing our dates for quite some time already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really hope that I can manage my time well becus I don't wanna wear myself out.&lt;br /&gt;How to manage when you have 2 CCAs, school from 9 to 5 everyday, 2 major presents to complete and jam with ur bandmates and what, hang out with ur friends?&lt;br /&gt;I barely have time to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks when my holidays and your schooling days clashes.&lt;br /&gt;It really sucks. :(&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff said, pictures!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/xiufang751/31-05-08_0131.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only one-fifth of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/xiufang751/01-06-08_2034.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the durian cake, not durian roll, durian roll was sooo nice then we wolfed it down and then later realize we forgot to take a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/xiufang751/02-06-08_1340.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sissy ate chicken bolognese.&lt;br /&gt;Pastamania totally rocks, wonder why my bf doesn't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/xiufang751/02-06-08_1338.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate chicken cheese salsiccia, decided to try something new instead of the standard beef lasagna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/xiufang751/02-06-08_1650.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That topshop denim skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/xiufang751/02-06-08_1649.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/xiufang751/02-06-08_1633.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, I dig the skirt man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I'm lusting over the $75 Topshop denim skirt with frills~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Money money money~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop being materialistic Michelle. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-8758927766108032295?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/8758927766108032295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=8758927766108032295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/8758927766108032295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/8758927766108032295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/06/busy-busy-busy.html' title='BUSY BUSY BUSY!'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-3200284111485390195</id><published>2008-05-30T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T14:33:26.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My exploding wardrobe.</title><content type='html'>Just cleared my wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;em&gt;irks&lt;/em&gt; me to see how&lt;strong&gt; baaaaad&lt;/strong&gt; my taste was last time.&lt;br /&gt;I have a handful of clothes that I've &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;wore and I'm giving 'em away.&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;em&gt;too ugly&lt;/em&gt; to be put up on my blogshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I have like 30+ tops, 6 dresses, 12 bottoms (3 jeans, 3 skirts, 6 shorts).&lt;br /&gt;But!!&lt;br /&gt;It's not enough. :(&lt;br /&gt;I haven't counted how many necklaces, earrings and bracelets I have becus it's seriously alot.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and there's bags and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time for shopping! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend is here, yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading out soon! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-3200284111485390195?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/3200284111485390195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=3200284111485390195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/3200284111485390195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/3200284111485390195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-exploding-wardrobe.html' title='My exploding wardrobe.'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-4731177554849250803</id><published>2008-05-29T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T14:39:36.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrible!</title><content type='html'>ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't win the lottery.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't I didn't I didn't didn't. :(&lt;br /&gt;But on a happier note,&lt;strong&gt; at least&lt;/strong&gt; I get to keep the lottery ticket right?&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very very very very&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;FIRST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ticket. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;em&gt;pretty&lt;/em&gt; nervous for Bandzout audition.&lt;br /&gt;So far, my bandmates have settled for &lt;strong&gt;Yellow&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;Coldplay&lt;/strong&gt; and the other,&lt;br /&gt;Either&lt;strong&gt; Smells Like Teen Spirit&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;Nirvana&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Zombie &lt;/strong&gt;by&lt;strong&gt; The Cranberries&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;The Zephyr Song &lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;strong&gt;Red Hot Chili Peppers&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*scratches*&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It's nearing the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Swee Lee is having a&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;50% sale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I sooo want a drumset, so does my younger bro and sis.&lt;br /&gt;My freaking parents don't wanna let us buy even tho we offered to use &lt;em&gt;our own&lt;/em&gt; money.&lt;br /&gt;Own money, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;/span&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;/span&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;/span&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;/span&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;/span&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;/span&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;/span&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;/span&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;/span&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;/span&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;/span&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;/span&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;/span&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;/span&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;/span&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want a drumset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 11.31pm.&lt;br /&gt;I had a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight world, God bless! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-4731177554849250803?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/4731177554849250803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=4731177554849250803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/4731177554849250803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/4731177554849250803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/05/horrible.html' title='Horrible!'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-3375491680175960933</id><published>2008-05-28T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T14:25:08.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!</title><content type='html'>I am so freaking tired.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;tossed and turned and tossed and turned like a salad&lt;/span&gt; last night all the way till &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3am&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The freaking sleeping mask didn't help. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at an unearthly time, 8am.&lt;br /&gt;5 hours of sleep for the poor poor me who needs &lt;u&gt;at least&lt;/u&gt; 10 hours to function so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;passed&lt;/span&gt; the test!&lt;br /&gt;That means I get the certificate!!!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Something to be happy about! :D&lt;br /&gt;(like duh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH OH OH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I BOUGHT MY FIRST LOTTERY TICKET TODAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIKE WHOT THE HELL WHOT THE HELL WHOT THE HELL PPLE WERE STARING BECUS THEY THOUGHT IM UNDERAGED OR STH AND THE PERSON AT THE COUNTER REQUESTED FOR MY IC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOTTA CHECK THE TELETEXT TONIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHOULD I LAMINATE MY TICKET???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUST KIDDING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9018&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2503&lt;/span&gt; better appear!&lt;br /&gt;I hope I have the beginner's luck. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go, please check out this blogshop for abercrombie and fitch stuff.&lt;br /&gt;It's super cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/rollingvogue"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Click here for I WANT ANF!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining, imma go and take a nap now.&lt;br /&gt;Freaking tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-3375491680175960933?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/3375491680175960933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=3375491680175960933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/3375491680175960933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/3375491680175960933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/05/yay.html' title='YAY!'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-7769894036918904254</id><published>2008-05-28T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T14:15:43.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARRRRE. OH. TEE equals ROT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;I'm a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;I'm a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm a rotten pig!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 1pm plus today, 13 freaking hours of sleep and it's not enough.&lt;br /&gt;Go on, call me a pig, this is ur only chance.&lt;br /&gt;*smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so freaking bored that I was facebooking, playing online games and blogshopping the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Jeremy just asked me to be his drummer for Bandzout.&lt;br /&gt;Audition on 21st June.&lt;br /&gt;Yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;It's 12.20am, gotta go study for the PGS assessment, exam's tmr!&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-7769894036918904254?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/7769894036918904254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=7769894036918904254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/7769894036918904254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/7769894036918904254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/05/arrrre-oh-tee-equals-rot.html' title='ARRRRE. OH. TEE equals ROT.'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-897561376675231177</id><published>2008-05-26T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T00:10:24.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EIGHTEEN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAN I'M SO BLAAAAAAaaaRDAY HAPPY! :D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally eighteen, finally get to take driving lessons&lt;br /&gt;(sadly no bike due to alot of reasons like a &lt;em&gt;minimum weight of 45kg&lt;/em&gt; and disapprovals from love ones) and I really hope I'll ace the test just like how I did for Daytona but games and reality are 2 different things ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;And if I can drive I don't have to take the freaking public transport and squeeze with hordes of people anymore!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I finally get to buy &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;booze and lottery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; without resorting to underhand means haha!&lt;br /&gt;Like officially!&lt;br /&gt;*pumps fist into the air 3 times*&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a lil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; old buying america's seventeen mag but this is the first step to being an adult.&lt;br /&gt;Most of my friends asked me to start acting like an 18 yr old, okay okay I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;Okay?&lt;br /&gt;*sticks out tongue* xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fabulous, the best, I don't know any word &lt;strong&gt;better&lt;/strong&gt; than best.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today was better than THE BEST.&lt;br /&gt;I caught&lt;strong&gt; What Happens in Vegas&lt;/strong&gt; (it's a dumb but hilarious movie) with the bf, hung out for awhile, had a nice dinner at PizzaHut and he sent me home after that.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was so surreal, so nice, &lt;strong&gt;the weather's actually nice&lt;/strong&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thanks to all those that wished me happy birthday through friendster, msn and by sms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thanks to those who actually stayed up till 12 just to wish me happy birthday even tho u're sick and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;These ultra sweet people (other than bf) are..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Timo, Khris, YienChing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys are sooo lovely and wonderful and of course, all of you made my day! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm actually smiling as I'm typing this!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The friendster/cellphone people:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nithya, YienChing, Grace, Michelle, Dewi, Cherie, Small Marcus, Ganges, Eunice, Marcus, Aloy, Julyha, Mandy, Venus, YuFeng, YiLing, ShuYan, Hwee, YuFeng, Jophia, WengFook, KaiHui, Eunice, Aloy, Mellie, Brendan, Luffy, XiaoWei, Elizabeth, Melina, Angen, Natalie, Stann and Stephanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks also to Amanda, Kelyn, Zara, Kelyn, Venus, Cherie, Alicia, Marcus, Small Marcus, MeiQin, Big Ben, Small Ben, KaiQi, Angelin, GuoPeng, Timo, Zeke, Lewis, YienChing, MinHui, QinQin, Zora, Felicia, Aunt Karen for saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I’m kinda disappointed that JiaHong and Elysa didn’t make it on that day as they are really close to me. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The msn people!&lt;br /&gt;I actually went to print screen everything and am gonna post it up here to show the world how lovely you guys are. :D&lt;br /&gt;Click on the images for a larger view, &lt;em&gt;highly recommended&lt;/em&gt; for kaypohs. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Khris, the sunny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrXdKXdg5I/AAAAAAAAABY/m293dSBL9W4/s1600-h/msnkhris.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204709215378965394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrXdKXdg5I/AAAAAAAAABY/m293dSBL9W4/s320/msnkhris.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jonathan, my polymate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrXdKXdg6I/AAAAAAAAABg/gv_7WAmzzqc/s1600-h/msnjon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204709215378965410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrXdKXdg6I/AAAAAAAAABg/gv_7WAmzzqc/s320/msnjon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeremy, the guitarist, our OGL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrXdaXdg7I/AAAAAAAAABo/_q-_B6ihPNg/s1600-h/msnjeremy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204709219673932722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrXdaXdg7I/AAAAAAAAABo/_q-_B6ihPNg/s320/msnjeremy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dewi, my girlfriend, the kiwekkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrXdqXdg8I/AAAAAAAAABw/3OnIVKeUX50/s1600-h/msndewi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204709223968900034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrXdqXdg8I/AAAAAAAAABw/3OnIVKeUX50/s320/msndewi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bingkins a.k.a Bikini, my colleague, can't get his chinese name right. And oh shit, I forgot whot's his chinese name already, uh oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrXdqXdg9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/OHal9WUatFc/s1600-h/msnbikini.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204709223968900050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrXdqXdg9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/OHal9WUatFc/s320/msnbikini.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zeke, Zeek, bassist/keyboardist. Ultra busy churchmate who certainly dont look his age! Cool guy tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrWuKXdg0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/dqsN7LLARs4/s1600-h/msnzeke.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204708407925113666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrWuKXdg0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/dqsN7LLARs4/s320/msnzeke.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Timo the lame-o, total weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrWuqXdg1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/udw6BbHcUtw/s1600-h/msntimo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204708416515048274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrWuqXdg1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/udw6BbHcUtw/s320/msntimo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sylvester, colleague, facebook fan haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrWu6Xdg2I/AAAAAAAAABA/w5IwnXQrhd0/s1600-h/msnsly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204708420810015586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrWu6Xdg2I/AAAAAAAAABA/w5IwnXQrhd0/s320/msnsly.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Melvin, colleague, don't feel bad about it anymore k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrWvKXdg3I/AAAAAAAAABI/6wwi_JF-_Qo/s1600-h/msnmelvin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204708425104982898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrWvKXdg3I/AAAAAAAAABI/6wwi_JF-_Qo/s320/msnmelvin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lewis! My god brother, ultra nice guy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrWvaXdg4I/AAAAAAAAABQ/_CW0TuM9Q5U/s1600-h/msnlewis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204708429399950210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrWvaXdg4I/AAAAAAAAABQ/_CW0TuM9Q5U/s320/msnlewis.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm really sorry if I left out any names, am trying very very hard to remember the names of those who wished me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But whotever it is, you guys certainly make me feel appreciated and very very happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really really feel like one lucky and happy girl. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Saturday was spent with churchmates, Sunday with the family and today with the bf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know it's just a birthday and it's nothing big and you guys think that I'm exaggerating or something but to me, it means ALOOOOOOT, those who know why, you know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*winks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whot's more, I get to see my hubby on channel5 just now, PrisonBreak, how nice can this day be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONCE AGAIN, THANKS PEOPLE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOW, I REALLY SPENT ALOT OF TIME ON THIS ENTRY. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S 11.54PM AND I HAD A LOOONNGGG AND FUN DAY. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOD BLESS! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;MITCH loves y'all! &lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/1577767766572355822-897561376675231177?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/897561376675231177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=897561376675231177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/897561376675231177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/897561376675231177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/05/eighteen.html' title='EIGHTEEN!!'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDrXdKXdg5I/AAAAAAAAABY/m293dSBL9W4/s72-c/msnkhris.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577767766572355822.post-4468667946662633240</id><published>2008-05-25T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:54:20.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday eve! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14 months! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, people, the timing of the post is not the actual timing and I can't configure it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's great, I celebrated my birthday with my family.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was delicious, we ate out.&lt;br /&gt;Ate western food and I totally dig the black pepper chicken chop.&lt;br /&gt;Sister said the black pepper sauce looks like slime.&lt;br /&gt;Ewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, earlier on today during lunch, I found a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;freaking seashell&lt;/span&gt; in the nasi lemak that mom bought home.&lt;br /&gt;Double ewwww.&lt;br /&gt;*makes puking sound*&lt;br /&gt;(a picture of it will be uploaded soon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackforest cake for supper.&lt;br /&gt;More cash on hand, parents gave me money money money~&lt;br /&gt;Now I can shop online!! :D&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the clock to strike twelve.&lt;br /&gt;*squeals*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-4468667946662633240?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/4468667946662633240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=4468667946662633240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/4468667946662633240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/4468667946662633240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/05/birthday-eve-d.html' title='Birthday eve! :D'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-3041909773916124464</id><published>2008-05-25T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T14:32:27.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Church. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Church was great today! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of service, some of 'em didn't let me to the back area as they were preparing sth.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder pple started talking to me and made me stay in the sanctuary.&lt;br /&gt;Then finally, I was led by Cherie to the back area and told to backface the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;On the count of one two three, Vicky asked me to turn around and I saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby carrying the cake, walking towards me and with the rest of the cellgroup surrounding me and singing the birthday song.&lt;br /&gt;Awww man..&lt;br /&gt;I blew out all the candles after 3 blows, there were like 9 candles, all scattered around.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not 9 years old btw, 1 big candle, 8 small candles, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;e-i-g-h-t-e-e-n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started removing the wax and cutting the cake.&lt;br /&gt;It's funny becus most of 'em didn't use the knife to cut the cake before, the way I see 'em handling the knife was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;With zeke cutting the cake with the sharp edges facing up.&lt;br /&gt;Like wth!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's a chocolate cake with chocolate cream on top, chocolatey and nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelin came and pass me the huge birthday card.&lt;br /&gt;Man..I'm so bloody touched but I told myself not to cry but to act cool.&lt;br /&gt;They are soooo wonderful and lovely. :)&lt;br /&gt;You guys are the best!&lt;br /&gt;Didn't manage to take pictures of the cake and with the people as my cellphone was in my bag and my bag's in the sanctuary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;And everyone was sooo busy helping themselves with the cake.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how the lovely card looks.&lt;br /&gt;Click the picture for a larger image. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDkGy6XdgyI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7cu6fqmEHMI/s1600-h/25-05-08_1312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204198316134204194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDkGy6XdgyI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7cu6fqmEHMI/s320/25-05-08_1312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDkGzKXdgzI/AAAAAAAAAAo/IkpLZyEqwtM/s1600-h/25-05-08_1313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204198320429171506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDkGzKXdgzI/AAAAAAAAAAo/IkpLZyEqwtM/s320/25-05-08_1313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm one happy and lucky girl! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-3041909773916124464?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/3041909773916124464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=3041909773916124464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/3041909773916124464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/3041909773916124464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/05/church.html' title='Church. :)'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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/_SQtTvIeE54M/SDkGy6XdgyI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7cu6fqmEHMI/s72-c/25-05-08_1312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577767766572355822.post-2131020440598290224</id><published>2008-05-24T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T12:40:30.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANTM</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna complete &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;America's Next Top Model Cycle 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; soon!&lt;br /&gt;This cycle is damn bitchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-2131020440598290224?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/2131020440598290224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=2131020440598290224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/2131020440598290224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/2131020440598290224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/05/antm.html' title='ANTM'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-128467979083442859</id><published>2008-05-22T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T12:33:19.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shop shop shop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; [edited]&lt;/span&gt; shopping list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#01. Denim skirt with lots of frills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;#02. High waisted skirt, with or without suspenders.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#03. High waisted shorts.&lt;br /&gt;#04. Suspenders.&lt;br /&gt;#05. Hoodie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;#06. Pumps (bright colours, or with patterns)&lt;/s&gt; Bought a pair of sandals with straps too.&lt;br /&gt;#07. A bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;#08. More tops with prints!&lt;/s&gt; Got a colourful starry one!&lt;br /&gt;#09. More dresses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I headed to FarEast with Grace yesterday. =/&lt;br /&gt;Imma get the rest during the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Great Singapore Sale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (GSS) with malmsteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mitch screams: SHOPPING!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-128467979083442859?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/128467979083442859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=128467979083442859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/128467979083442859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/128467979083442859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/05/shop-shop-shop.html' title='shop shop shop!'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-4704072761376642870</id><published>2008-05-22T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:31:43.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping list! *squeals*</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;My shopping list&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#01. Denim skirt with lots of frills.&lt;br /&gt;#02. High waisted skirt, with or without suspenders.&lt;br /&gt;#03. High waisted shorts.&lt;br /&gt;#04. Suspenders.&lt;br /&gt;#05. Hoodie.&lt;br /&gt;#06. Pumps (bright colours, or with patterns)&lt;br /&gt;#07. A bag!&lt;br /&gt;#08. More tops with prints!&lt;br /&gt;#09. More dresses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are whot I want &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;for now&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; birthday&lt;/span&gt; (5 more days!!) and of course, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Great Singapore Sale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;*squeals*&lt;br /&gt;Shopping at town with Grace tmr, how niceee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;MITCH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-4704072761376642870?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/4704072761376642870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=4704072761376642870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/4704072761376642870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/4704072761376642870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/05/shopping-list-squeals.html' title='shopping list! *squeals*'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-3992982074606693570</id><published>2008-05-20T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T01:22:33.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bloody weather!!</title><content type='html'>Damn the bloody weather.&lt;br /&gt;I was forced to wake up today becus I was perspiring like craaaazy, the bed was wet.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I wet the bed! *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;Up till now, it's still freaking warm! :(&lt;br /&gt;F*ck the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet everyone's turning on their air conditioners at home now.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, GossipGirl ep18 is out!!&lt;br /&gt;*bounces* :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A list of How to make Mitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;CRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(for real, be it bad or good)&lt;br /&gt;1. Try tickling me, which will make me squeak of course, until I can't take it, then I'll cry.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$5000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cold hard cash, I'll faint right after crying, no wait, maybe I'll faint first. (highly recommended)&lt;br /&gt;3. Get me a cow. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Um..oreo cheesecake, oreo donuts, oreos, oreo chocolate milkshake, O.R.E.O.S! And loads of chocolate!!&lt;br /&gt;5. Snip off a chunk of my hair, I'll cry first, then you'll die.&lt;br /&gt;6. Try bombarding me with black jokes, which I will laugh till I cry.&lt;br /&gt;7. Make my mom smile, becus she never smile.&lt;br /&gt;8. *insert whotever you think that will make me cry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;beef and milk&lt;/span&gt; come from the same thing, the COW.&lt;br /&gt;And do you wanna know how strawberry and chocolate milk are created?&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, you don't know wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Highlight the words in the brackets&lt;/span&gt; if u really really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reeeeeeeally&lt;/span&gt; wanna know, be warned.&lt;br /&gt;Don't say I didn't warn you, don't come after me if you don't dare to drink choc/strawberry milk anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Go on, highlight the words HAHA I know I'm evil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;For chocolate milk, shit comes out from the milk, so naturally it'll be brown, as for strawberry milk, I THINK cows menstruate since it's a mammal and a female, so blood and milk equals PINK. Rubbish right, but think about it, makes sense. Pardon me for being so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;disgusting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-ly cute. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want everybody to go to heaven~&lt;br /&gt;Viwawa's Wahjong super addictive!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night world, God bless! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-3992982074606693570?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/3992982074606693570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=3992982074606693570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/3992982074606693570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/3992982074606693570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/05/bloody-weather.html' title='bloody weather!!'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-7333911895903435125</id><published>2008-05-20T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T18:24:38.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LazyDay.</title><content type='html'>Holy crap...&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that I killed my mom, I stabbed her with a knife in the stomach repeatedly until she fell on her knees and bleed till death, you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;And it's scary becus the thing is, I showed no mercy.&lt;br /&gt;I just left her body there and walked off as if nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's becus she's been irritating the shit out of me recently.&lt;br /&gt;A part I remembered from the dream is me texting my dad this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"I'm gonna kill your wife tonight."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLOODY. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to remember my dreams everyday but lately, it's been &lt;strong&gt;monsters demons dungeons zombies medusas devils bloody violence.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I just realized it's monday today, it feels like a sunday.&lt;br /&gt;I must say it's a lazy day for me.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda just finished watching &lt;strong&gt;INSIDE MAN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;For those who haven't heard of this movie, click &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0454848/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;here&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't know whot to do,&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall continue reading my The Princess Diaries book, it's hilarious. :)&lt;br /&gt;Or...&lt;br /&gt;Study for the Customer Service certificate thingie, hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prison break tonight on channel5 at 10pm, michael scofield~&lt;br /&gt;Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pictures for yesterday~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/xiufang751/18-05-08_2003.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheesy chicken patty! *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/xiufang751/18-05-08_2024.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brownie with ice cream (minus the cherry) again! I had it a few days ago at Cafe Galilee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/xiufang751/19-05-08_0001.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leggings that never fails to attract attention, not that I want to anyway, until I noticed pple looking at my bottom half.&lt;/p&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-7333911895903435125?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/7333911895903435125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=7333911895903435125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/7333911895903435125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/7333911895903435125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/05/monday.html' title='LazyDay.'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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-1577767766572355822.post-590579443931006228</id><published>2008-05-19T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T15:07:50.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday morning! :)</title><content type='html'>Gosh..I can't believe it, I actually woke up &lt;em&gt;before &lt;/em&gt;noon today.&lt;br /&gt;It's nice for a change, to sit at the dining table and to read the sunday papers and actually &lt;strong&gt;HAVING YOUR BREAKFAST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Okay I know it I'm exaggerating but seriously, it's been a long time since I've had breakfast on a sunday morning becus..&lt;br /&gt;My breakfasts on sundays are usually, or rather, ALWAYS at 1pm plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I confessed.&lt;br /&gt;There surely must be a catch to this right?&lt;br /&gt;*looks away*&lt;br /&gt;Okay man!&lt;br /&gt;Becus my dad's friends are coming over to my place in the late morning that's why I'm forced to wake up early to get ready and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But still...hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have changed my blog url and blogskin again.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't in a blogging mood since I was bloody busy with schoolwork and projects previously but I promise you guys that I will blog as often as I can okay?&lt;br /&gt;Having holidays now so I'm as free as a bird??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading to homeclub for the ASPHYXIATION party that JiaHuang organized later in the night, along with Stann, Ken and Melvin.&lt;br /&gt;Baby can't make it even tho he'd really love to. :(&lt;br /&gt;Am still surprised that baby let me go despite the fact that both of us haaaate, no, dislike clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;He objected strongly at first becus he don't want anything bad to happen to me but I guess with Stann by my side throughout the party and as a &lt;strong&gt;self proclaimed bouncer&lt;/strong&gt;, his definition of bouncer means people will &lt;em&gt;bounce off&lt;/em&gt; him LOL, so I guess baby can rest assured that I'll be home in safe hands. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last night was great, just sitting next to you on the curb and just talking and talking and laughing, not holding hands, no hugs, nothing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it was great, just to feel your presence, you sooo close to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Strange isn't it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Strange how love does wonders.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Strange how when we just parted ways and a minute later, im missing you again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.13am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Stann after that and we headed to CauseWay Point.&lt;br /&gt;It was dinner time so naturally, all the restaurants were damn packed and we have to waaait to get seats.&lt;br /&gt;We finally settled at Breeks cafe.&lt;br /&gt;The price range is around 12bucks for a lasagna and the cheapest is 8bucks for beef bolognese I think.&lt;br /&gt;I ate this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;cheesy chicken patty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and surprisingly, it's goooood.&lt;br /&gt;Mm..definitely will have a second go at this restaurant/cafe again. :)&lt;br /&gt;Ambience is good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were late.&lt;br /&gt;Reached Clarke Quay at 9pm plus when the event is supposed to start at 9.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Ken there and he said that you don't need to be on time for clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FIRST TIME CLUBBING&lt;/span&gt; here, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;bloody noobie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so, the place is &lt;em&gt;dark and chilly&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Good for making out..kidding!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, bands performed.&lt;br /&gt;The first band was pretty shitty becus all their originals sound the same.&lt;br /&gt;Second band was &lt;strong&gt;funnnnkay&lt;/strong&gt;, I like!! Damn goofy.&lt;br /&gt;JiaHuang was up next, the drummer, they did covers for Muse, +44 and Franz Ferdinand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left right after JiaHuang's performance and yes, Stann and I took the&lt;strong&gt; LAST TRAIN HOME&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Last Train Home is by Lostprophets&lt;/span&gt; but anyway, anyway anyway anyway, SADLY, it terminates at Kranji, just &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one bloody stop&lt;/span&gt; before yewtee.&lt;br /&gt;*winces*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES I KNOW LIKE WTF WTF WTF AND WE WAITED 12 FREAKING MINUTES FOR THE TRAIN OKAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily!! Luckily, Stann's dad decided to fetch us from Kranji train station, how nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 1am, malmsteen's gonna skin me alive becus I'm supposed to be home by 11.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malmsteen=Yngwie Malmsteen=guitarist=my mom.&lt;br /&gt;Y'know, MOM-steen, I know, lame but whotever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, it doesn't feel like clubbing at all.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody got up to dance at all, and oh oh oh, there's also a tv showing a LIVE tennis match between federer and NADAL and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NADAL WON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHOOO HOW NICE!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's my fiance by the way. xP&lt;br /&gt;First impression of clubbing, nah-uh, first experience, blaaah.&lt;br /&gt;So, no more clubbing for MITCHY anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Waste money, waste time, cannot talk to bf on the phone so all in all, it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHT ALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577767766572355822-590579443931006228?l=iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/feeds/590579443931006228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577767766572355822&amp;postID=590579443931006228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/590579443931006228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577767766572355822/posts/default/590579443931006228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabuyacow.blogspot.com/2008/05/haha.html' title='Sunday morning! :)'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005074249435537590</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>
