<?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-10619075</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:13:37.800+10:00</updated><title type='text'>tunaphish.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-115321155934580784</id><published>2006-07-18T18:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T19:20:48.023+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello, &lt;a href="http://clairvoyanish.blogspot.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; to check out the perfect example of an &lt;strong&gt;INSANE STALKER.&lt;/strong&gt; this &lt;em&gt;entity&lt;/em&gt; has been stealing my layout, my entries and my photos, and created an imaginary little world of her own. i mean, she deleted all the photos of me, kept the ones of my friends, and is trying to steal my identity or something! &lt;strong&gt;HI, WHY WOULD ANYONE WANT TO PRETEND THAT SHE IS ME.&lt;/strong&gt; what an asshat. sorry, i'm just really creeped out by this. really, &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; creeped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall go on a temporary hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;because i don't feel like dealing with obsessed freaks at the moment, and also because life here is too absorbing. blogging has become a chore.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. bye bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall leave you with a video of stupid boys doing mambo while cooking. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KQidULstZKU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KQidULstZKU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-115321155934580784?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115321155934580784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115321155934580784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-click-here-to-check-out-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-115261402190301723</id><published>2006-07-11T20:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T20:39:32.380+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eating gelato whilst walking home at night and in the rain during winter is, quite possibly, the worst idea in the world.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uni&lt;/strong&gt; haha i know, i was just saying today that my pariah plan is not working out. oh well. i miss you too woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;di yi de qing chun :: wang leehom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm continuously being influenced to like chinese songs man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-115261402190301723?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115261402190301723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115261402190301723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/07/eating-gelato-whilst-walking-home-at.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-115253992007752957</id><published>2006-07-10T23:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T20:28:32.416+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i learnt how to cook today, thanks to tim! :)&lt;br /&gt;and and and i bought an inital d dvd at borders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pasta + jay chou = happiness. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked to lygon after dinner for gelato, and OH MANNN there were crazy italian fans &lt;em&gt;everywhere.&lt;/em&gt; justin ran around looking for the craziest fans to take photos with; i don't think that i've ever seen him &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; so happy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/DSC02377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/DSC02377.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/DSC02378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/DSC02378.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/DSC02382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/DSC02382.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/DSC02387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/DSC02387.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was like mardi gras or something lah.&lt;br /&gt;traffic was stopped cos all the fans were marching on the road with their italy flags. haha i love insane aussies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0651.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, &lt;strong&gt;cute kid alert!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(no, i'm not referring to tim.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0653.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blind :: lifehouse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-115253992007752957?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115253992007752957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115253992007752957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-learnt-how-to-cook-today-thanks-to.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-115253874725863990</id><published>2006-07-10T20:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T00:17:38.343+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from camp!&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't totally horrible, but civilisation is still better. :) aiya i'm becoming increasing lazy to blog (we actually got back from camp &lt;em&gt;yesterday,&lt;/em&gt; so yes) so i'll just post some pictures from woorabinda, the place where my hairdryer was in hot demand, my room was constantly laughed at (since i couldn't even be bothered to put the bedsheets on the bed), the food sucked (so we ate pods every night after dinner), we wore sexy clothes and ran up and down (though tim was the sexiest), and almost froze in the cold weather (freakin helllll).&lt;br /&gt;meet kylie, the cutest korean girl alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0619.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we the cool heater kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0626.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0629.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my roommate's side of the room, and mine.&lt;br /&gt;wonderful contrast eh. haha, i think my mum'll be shaking her head now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0632.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0631.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tim the sexy bushman. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0615.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carrie, allynna, me and jessie.&lt;br /&gt;cool shit eh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0620.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edy posing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/DSC02345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/DSC02345.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and allynna, after the crotch-dragging and deadly tentacles game. (don't ask.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0636.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tim in my plastic specs, and my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0637.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, i kind of really like trinity now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt; pods are the best freakin' thing since sliced bread. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a&lt;/strong&gt; haha thanks. the sweater's from ben sherman, my aunt gave it to me. and the orange cardi's from some random shop in australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt; because i want to lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one fine day :: carole king.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-115253874725863990?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115253874725863990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115253874725863990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/07/back-from-camp-it-wasnt-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-115219181481584029</id><published>2006-07-06T22:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T23:54:49.076+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>post-dinner today;&lt;br /&gt;me the &lt;em&gt;khoo&lt;/em&gt;l mafia pimp, with the pang sai head on the right and newly-met person emil on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"is that your jacket, or tim's?"&lt;br /&gt;"it's tim's lah."&lt;br /&gt;"chey, i thought you bought one to grow into in melbourne so that you can wear it after you get fat."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, thanks man. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0612.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH, AND PLEASE STOP SINGING, POT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we go together :: john travolta &amp; olivia newton-john.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we go together like ramma lamma lamma ka dinga da dinga dong,&lt;br /&gt;remembered forever as shoo-bop sha whada whadda yippidy boom da boom.&lt;br /&gt;chang chang changity chang shoo bop that's the way it should be..&lt;br /&gt;woah yeah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute right. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-115219181481584029?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115219181481584029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115219181481584029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/07/post-dinner-today-me-khool-mafia-pimp.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-115209570890172838</id><published>2006-07-05T19:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T23:43:58.666+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HAVE BEEN LEFT ALONE IN MELBOURNE.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my mummy. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0602.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0607.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my dad. pshh. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0605.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i owe my brief hiatus to the fact that my internet isn't up and running yet. meh, inefficient aussies. other than that, everything's been pretty great. :) i've actually made new friends! (yeah, i didn't expect to.) one of them's tim the n'sync groupie, whose internet i am leeching off now. haha. also jessie, celine, yixuan, allynna, carrie and a few others. nice people man. :)&lt;br /&gt;ohya, the food here is &lt;em&gt;beyond&lt;/em&gt; fantastic! haha, everyone's complaining about how they're getting pudgy and need to hit the gym. it's gelato, pizza, doughnuts and &lt;strong&gt;PODS PODS PODS PODS PODS&lt;/strong&gt; all the way for us man. &lt;em&gt;especially&lt;/em&gt; pods. :) ackkk clemmie, looks like i really need to send you my tummy log. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uni&lt;/strong&gt; if you say so. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; eh, it's pretty hard to explain. i don't use picasa lah. oh, i'm in trinity now. and yeah, melbourne's pretty great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nicole&lt;/strong&gt; are you an aussie? i'm in trinity now (as stated above, haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thng&lt;/strong&gt; MR THNG! haha hello. oh, you neh neh pang sai, i just msged you today, go check your damn phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anon&lt;/strong&gt; kino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt; i'm in trinity lah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she will be loved :: maroon 5.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gay song courtesy of tim's laptop blasting music beside me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-115209570890172838?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115209570890172838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115209570890172838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-have-been-left-alone-in-melbourne.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-115140366216072674</id><published>2006-06-27T22:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T20:40:27.476+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi guys, i'm here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0577.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0584.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0591.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0593.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0590.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0599.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this is a day late, but i fell asleep at 7pm yesterday. (yes, i am a fat pig, i know.) basically, i'm old and i'm cold, which is not the most positive of combinations, but i shall MAKE IT WORK. it's not too bad here anyway cos i do love melbourne. it's just that i miss everyone in singapore lahhhhh (i don't hear that many singaporean accents on the street, probably cos everyone's back home for their holidays, so i am using mine with a vengeance). oh well, at least australia is the land of sass &amp; bide. i acquired a very nice pair of frayed misfits yesterday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, there is a quirkily-named fast food joint near flinders street station which makes me laugh whenever i walk past it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0583.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;hee hee so cute. and the fries really &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; yummy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, this is something else that makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;i know it's not the most flattering of photos, but i really do like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"hey, jump! i'll catch you. see?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, please notice the burger that is apparently suspended in mid-air and hovering near dang's shoulder. haha. russell (who, despite his self-proclaimed macho man exterior, is most definitely the best brother in the world, for reasons i shall not mention lest it destroy his image) has long arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0565.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya, this is where i say a great big thank you to everyone who came to the airport to see me off, and also for the parting letters and gifts. it really meant a lot to me! umm let's see. danggg, marcoose, benkee, jed, jerome, chengxun &amp; evan (they're not separate entities already, haha), ronald, kesh, oonie &lt;strong&gt;(my classmate of 6 years and fellow nun who likes putting disgusting fat photos of me up on her blog. why you so bad one. two three four.)&lt;/strong&gt;, hadri, just, don, josh, crystal, edwin, wendy, and amanda. yup. i appreciated it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saying&lt;/strong&gt; thanks. that's really nice of you. :) and oh, my jeans are levi's 593s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;save tonight :: eagle-eye cherry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's a log on the fire,&lt;br /&gt;and it burns like me for you.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow comes with one desire-&lt;br /&gt;to take me away, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;it ain't easy to say goodbye..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-115140366216072674?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115140366216072674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115140366216072674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/06/hi-guys-im-here-i-know-this-is-day.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-115116707689457715</id><published>2006-06-25T04:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T15:24:00.543+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. &lt;strong&gt;i got dunked just now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0527.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0527.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;you are all incredibly conniving people! haha. stupid russell. now my favourite pair of jeans are drying in my room, and i had to change into a newly-acquired abercrombie tank because ALL MY CLOTHES HAVE BEEN PACKED. haha oh well.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i don't know which is worse, the fact that i am leaving TODAY, or that i'm turning 19 soon soon soon. BUT since my time left here is short, i shall dwell on happy thoughts. namely, time spent with the ace people, plus a few extras. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_05191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_05191.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0515.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0538.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0538.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0557.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0556.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0533.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0533.3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see, ben and andrew got a bit high after the absolut. hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0541.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0547.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0545.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! and because polaroids are always fun, here are a bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/Scan10033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/Scan10033.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/Scan10034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/Scan10034.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/Scan10035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/Scan10035.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, finito.&lt;br /&gt;(i'm too lazy to scan in the rest of the polaroids lah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lullaby :: bond.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-115116707689457715?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115116707689457715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115116707689457715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-115089831120865069</id><published>2006-06-21T23:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T05:14:35.410+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this really does make one wonder how many straight boys are left in ace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0511.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0512.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;p.s. russell hopes you are aware that they aren't actually gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this i promise you :: n'sync.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha it's a long story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-115089831120865069?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115089831120865069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115089831120865069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-really-does-make-one-wonder-how.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-115087536233894482</id><published>2006-06-21T17:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T05:13:39.416+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it is not wise to mock the holga. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/Scan10023.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: crosshair; " alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/400/Scan10023.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edge of seventeen :: stevie nicks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-115087536233894482?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115087536233894482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115087536233894482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/06/it-is-not-wise-to-mock-holga.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-115072556966524520</id><published>2006-06-19T23:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T04:29:18.703+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some pictures from the first day of singapore open:&lt;br /&gt;various ace boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0510.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0510.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;andrew! :)&lt;br /&gt;i think my slave looks damn good here.&lt;br /&gt;also, i've realised that i have developed a penchant for the peace sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0509.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0509.3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and eh guys, my holga is not a dinosaur okay. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i am officially a fangirl. but my dad thinks i have incredibly bad taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: "eh, he's really cute!"&lt;br /&gt;my dad: "..he also needs a bra."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asdfghjkl. haha oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not tonight :: tegan and sara.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love, pull your sore ribs in..&lt;br /&gt;i will pull your tangles out.&lt;br /&gt;in the back of your car i feel like&lt;br /&gt;i have traveled nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;what will bring me home;&lt;br /&gt;what will make me stay?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-115072556966524520?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115072556966524520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115072556966524520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/06/some-pictures-from-first-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-115047946679592024</id><published>2006-06-17T02:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T03:09:51.256+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"everyone's so nice to you now.. it's like you're &lt;em&gt;dying.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope, my demise isn't nigh, but everyone &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; really nice to me now. :) dinner at breeks and cheesecake at the cheesecake cafe today were courtesy of the very cool just and don, who both have names with only one syllable. okay fine, i know i'm probably the only one who finds that remotely interesting.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, the new in thing to eat at breeks is apparently the oven seal with mojo sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"excuse me, where's my seal?"&lt;br /&gt;"SEAL?!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha that was quite classic. and by the way, it hasn't been proven that aspartame is a carcinogen okay! pshh.&lt;br /&gt;post-dinner, we took some photos at the fountain outside taka (which resulted in making a jap woman quite sad), and have reached the general consensus that i need a tan. BADLY. i am freakin white! oy vey. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/Picture%20003.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/Picture%20003.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;walked around a bit after that, but since we're such cool east siders and all (and also cos we were rejected by the canterbury dude who didn't like us very much), the boys decided that we should go check the cheesecake cafe out. &lt;strong&gt;BOOYAH!&lt;/strong&gt; (yeah, i've always wanted to say that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/Picture%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/Picture%20007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;let me tell you that their peanut butter cheesecake is pretty much heaven on a plate. unlike the funny peach jelly cheesecake, which some people actually take 5 years to decide on. cough.&lt;br /&gt;(and eh, my peace sign pwns yours lah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/Picture%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/Picture%20008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;see lah kesh, this is what you get for always pangseh-ing me and never coming to the east. i had wonderful cheesecake and i sat on a cool sofa and &lt;em&gt;you didn't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh my gosh. i've just realised that we must have sat there drinking water and stoning for more than 2 hours. wow. i am incredibly good at wasting time. and, more importantly, so are the people who have cts soon. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/Picture%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/Picture%20012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;which brings me to how i taught rhymeswithlust and rhymeswithporn the fine art of shadow-making. or, to employ the use of alliteration, i am the shadow-making shifu. haha. see, walking me home does have its benefits! :)&lt;br /&gt;(i know my range of shadows is sadly limited, but that's because i only had one free hand, so i couldn't exactly make funky bird thingies.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/Picture%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/Picture%20015.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/Picture%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/Picture%20019.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;it was like they'd never seen light rays before or something. we must have spent 20 minutes just standing there and making shadows! haha i almost died laughing when the occasional car came along, but slowed down when the driver spotted us making funny handsigns in the middle of the road. eh, it didn't help that both of them got damn carried away and tried out all kinds of peculiar (and explicit) angles which made their shadows look.. wrong. &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; wrong. eesh, boys. haha.&lt;br /&gt;HOKAYYY. i think this has been one heck of a long post, and i deserve a break from all the typing i've done, so i shall end off with some male boobies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/Picture%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/Picture%20013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;yup. &lt;strong&gt;thanks for the fantastic day you guys. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nick&lt;/strong&gt; haha i've finished watching all of ga and you haven't! pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kat&lt;/strong&gt; alexxx. :) oh man, i really don't know how i'm going to wait 'til september to find out the conclusion of the prom! dangit. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we are the few :: streetlight manifesto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm trying and i'm trying and i'm trying and i'm trying to let go,&lt;br /&gt;but everybody's going down tonight.&lt;br /&gt;we are the few that won't say nothing right,&lt;br /&gt;we are the footsteps fading into the night.&lt;br /&gt;nobody cares and nobody stares with such conviction and i say,&lt;br /&gt;i never wanted this..&lt;br /&gt;no one ever wanted this.&lt;br /&gt;but they gave it to you so you might as well be proud of it and &lt;br /&gt;i don't know where we went wrong; &lt;br /&gt;but all i know now is i gotta do something right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-115047946679592024?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115047946679592024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115047946679592024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/06/everyones-so-nice-to-you-now.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-115004514509995036</id><published>2006-06-12T02:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T00:25:52.650+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;vamos rafael!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/nadal.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/nadal.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i've decided that the world needs some sort of respite from the incredibly overrated world cup (no, seriously, &lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS THE POINT OF SOCCER?&lt;/strong&gt;), and should instead focus on waaay more important things.&lt;br /&gt;such as the (very very very) recently concluded french open, which nadal won for the second consecutive year. eat clay, federer!&lt;br /&gt;although i have to admit that i probably wouldn't be typing this out if nadal wasn't (on top of being a FANTASTIC clay court player) quite cute, in a neanderthal-esque, i-like-to-bonk-my-woman-on-her-head-and-drag-her-back-to-my-cave kind of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/74780221-L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/74780221-L.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i have weird taste, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want to break free :: queen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-115004514509995036?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115004514509995036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115004514509995036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/06/vamos-rafael-ive-decided-that-world.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-115003272422835351</id><published>2006-06-11T23:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T00:55:25.460+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in lieu of clement's presence, marcoose was my stand-in sb today. and a very good sb, too. dude, thanks for treating. :)&lt;br /&gt;so. it was a day of the benchwarmers, a yoyo competition (...), looking at x-men comics, drooling over the colorsplash (i don't &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; any more cameras, but i kind of WANT IT, as well as a new polaroid), and being kool in kino (despite the fact that i looked very much like a druggie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i have such a boring life.&lt;br /&gt;also, i think i am obsessed with the mica building.&lt;br /&gt;the colours make me feel all happy inside. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer;cursor: crosshair" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0483.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it's one of the many things i'll miss about singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;erika&lt;/strong&gt; haha i think i deleted my archives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kat&lt;/strong&gt; yeah, sandra oh is the ultimate! :) and i abhor callie torres. she is incredibly.. &lt;em&gt;meh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;king of yesterday :: jude.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a pretty little picture,&lt;br /&gt;the face of you.&lt;br /&gt;you were my setting sun and now&lt;br /&gt;you're every view.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-115003272422835351?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115003272422835351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/115003272422835351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/06/in-lieu-of-clements-presence-marcoose.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114933886735163820</id><published>2006-06-03T22:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T00:21:10.833+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SO CUUUUUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hMC79hSIaac"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hMC79hSIaac" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="340" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i'm a closet aaron carter fan. always have been and always will be. :/&lt;br /&gt;and in my defence, he's quite adorable okay. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kat&lt;/strong&gt; you think so? haha it's actually the result of not having gone anywhere near a hairdresser for about 6 months. oh, i think alex and george &gt; burke &gt; derek &gt; finn &gt; denny. by the way, justin chambers used to be a ck model. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/JUSTINCHAMBERS2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/JUSTINCHAMBERS2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm gonna miss you forever :: aaron carter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the kind of song you can't easily get out of your head. lawl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114933886735163820?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114933886735163820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114933886735163820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-cuuuuute.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114903972725257385</id><published>2006-05-31T11:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T02:59:47.676+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>look at the time!&lt;br /&gt;yup, i got up earlyearly today to send my whole family off to jakarta. so basically, i'll be alone at home for the next week. this is DESERTION i tell you. :/&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_04762.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_04762.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reader&lt;/strong&gt; it depends on what kind of film you're using. if it's 35mm, i think you can get it developed anywhere. for medium format film, i go to this place near peninsula plaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no tomorrow :: orson.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..you're the only one who can get me on my feet;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't even dance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114903972725257385?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114903972725257385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114903972725257385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/05/look-at-time-yup-i-got-up-earlyearly.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114882161629177365</id><published>2006-05-28T22:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T00:24:03.470+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today;&lt;br /&gt;church, lunch, and lianne.&lt;br /&gt;yup, i temporarily relinquished my role as a hermit and ventured into civilisation. yay me! :)&lt;br /&gt;so anyway. church was gooddddd man. calvin shared about ronald's scoliosis, and how his spine, which was previously at an angle of 38 degrees, is now at 30 degrees after all our prayers for him. (the normal angle at which a human spine is curved is about 6 degrees, if i'm not wrong.) and i know that a recovery of 8 degrees might not seem like much, but his therapist told him that such a change in the curvature would take 2 years of treatment. so basically, it's a miracle. make what you will of it. :)&lt;br /&gt;mm. post-church, lunch at subway with russ.&lt;br /&gt;oh man, the spicy italian thingy is yummyyyyy. :) ohya, you know how guy swimmers have garguantan appetites and eat like horses? yeah, my brother's the exception that proves the rule. haha. the wuss you see below didn't even have the balls to finish his foot-long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i cannot finish lah, my jaw is tired. and the bread's making my mouth sore."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pathetic i tell you. simply pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0464.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;russ left after lunch (since he's such a dedicated boyfriend, haha) and i met lianne ngoi yanling for x-men 3. oh man, WE LIKED X-MEN 3. and i don't care if everyone thinks that the beast is useless, because kelsey grammar is frasier and i freakin' love him! haha. there weren't many people who stayed until after the credits though. eh bodohs, got something interesting at the end lah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0470.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0470.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;..and that something was &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; my exhibitionist friend posing with my super cool, pimpin' sunnies. i promise.&lt;br /&gt;go find out what it is. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0469.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;benkee&lt;/strong&gt; halohalo. red trunks better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i believe :: yolanda adams.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singing along in zara is the cool thing to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114882161629177365?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114882161629177365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114882161629177365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-church-lunch-and-lianne.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114865037703083565</id><published>2006-05-26T23:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T00:28:37.480+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ACK, NO MORE GREY'S ANATOMY UNTIL SEPTEMBER! &lt;em&gt;dammit.&lt;/em&gt; how to survive i ask youuuuu..&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i probably shouldn't have read the various grey's anatomy forums discussing the season 2 finale, because i was totally expecting this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/greys2x27_1695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/greys2x27_1695.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;and this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/greys2x27_1700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/greys2x27_1700.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;to happen.&lt;br /&gt;(yup, she's &lt;em&gt;totally&lt;/em&gt; put in a position where she has to choose between derek and finn.)&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i would have been much, &lt;em&gt;much&lt;/em&gt; happier about them hooking up again if derek hadn't been acting like a such pompous, self-righteous jackass lately. hello, he called meredith a whore! albeit in a blind, jealous rage, but &lt;em&gt;still.&lt;/em&gt; and it's so unfortunate that i'm starting to actually like addison (and hence a portion of my sympathies lie with her), now that they're showing the less sophisticated side of her. look, she's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/greys2x27_1070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/greys2x27_1070.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;and she has pretty scrub caps! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/greys2x27_0474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/greys2x27_0474.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;okay i'm quite glad that denny died though. not that i don't like him (although he &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; an insipid and bland character who looks like raymond's brother in everybody loves raymond), but he made izzie assert her irritating side, which was pretty hard to stomach. eh, she freakin' &lt;em&gt;stole&lt;/em&gt; a heart for him! yeah i don't like izzie now. but ALEX KAREV. &lt;strong&gt;DR KAREV, YOU ARE A SPLENDID MAN.&lt;/strong&gt; SPLENDID, SPLENDID, SPLENDID. i knew my faith in you would be justified, honey! :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/greys2x27_1575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/greys2x27_1575.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;(oh and p.s. you were adorable in this scene.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/greys2x27_0327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/greys2x27_0327.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PANG SAI. i will miss all the interns. :(&lt;br /&gt;(except izzie, of course.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/greys2x27_0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/greys2x27_0048.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i cut the lvad wire."&lt;br /&gt;"actually, &lt;em&gt;i&lt;/em&gt; cut the lvad wire."&lt;br /&gt;"no, i did it. i'm the one who cut the wire."&lt;br /&gt;"fine, i cut the lvad wire."&lt;br /&gt;"i didn't do anything, i'm totally innocent."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now? now we wait for season 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sighhhhh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kristy&lt;/strong&gt; um, pwn is a dota or warcraft term i think. it means own, or something to that extent. haha, here i am trying to explain a boy term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looney tunes&lt;/strong&gt; hello hello! you're back! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do i make you proud :: taylor hicks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like him, he looks like my dad. lawl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114865037703083565?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114865037703083565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114865037703083565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/05/ack-no-more-greys-anatomy-until.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114844307220115599</id><published>2006-05-24T13:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T00:29:15.656+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tadah! it's time for a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://savefacejoinace.blogspot.com"&gt;SHAMELESS PLUG.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marcoose was so inspired after reading the rj polo blog that he decided that we should have an ace blog. you know, since we're so freakin' cool and all. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_74331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_74331.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so anyways. if you haven't already done so, please &lt;a href="http://savefacejoinace.blogspot.com"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt; to view the blog. &lt;a href="http://savefacejoinace.blogspot.com"&gt;OR HERE.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://savefacejoinace.blogspot.com"&gt;OR HERE.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://savefacejoinace.blogspot.com"&gt;OR HERE.&lt;/a&gt; (yup, i could go on all day, so you really should just go check it out now. haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes you can't make it on your own :: u2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you don't have to put up a fight;&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to always be right.&lt;br /&gt;let me take some of the punches for you tonight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114844307220115599?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114844307220115599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114844307220115599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/05/tadah-its-time-for-shameless-plug.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114821311331964286</id><published>2006-05-21T21:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T22:05:13.566+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"jie, could you help me cut my steak into small pieces so that i can eat while i dota? i can't do it, i'm playing now."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-russell ong kai yi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys.&lt;br /&gt;i'm only surprised he didn't ask me to feed him while he dota-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEL&lt;/strong&gt; haha yeah i enjoyed myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;erika&lt;/strong&gt; ooh i remember you, you sign my guestbook sporadically! :) anyway, i don't have firefox, but i did try to fix the kinks, so hopefully it's okay now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;run :: snow patrol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;light up, light up;&lt;br /&gt;as if you had a choice.&lt;br /&gt;even if you cannot hear my voice,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be right beside you dear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114821311331964286?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114821311331964286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114821311331964286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/05/jie-could-you-help-me-cut-my-steak.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114812289241421033</id><published>2006-05-20T18:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T17:32:21.476+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>russ has directed me towards the &lt;a href="http://rafflesh2opolo.blogspot.com"&gt;rj waterpolo blog&lt;/a&gt; in an attempt to alleviate the boredom that i have been experiencing in my current state of atrophy. it really is pretty funny! :) their use of "HALOHALO" (as opposed to hellohello) really cracks me up, for some strange reason. :) i've spent the entire afternoon reading the blog archives. yes, and in so doing, i have cemented my status as a no-lifer. haha.&lt;br /&gt;(as a matter of fact, i think it's more entertaining than &lt;a href="http://wewank.blogspot.com"&gt;wewank&lt;/a&gt;, cos it's not so.. crude. lawl.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have been experiencing sudden urges to go for mambo! it's like, i &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; to congregate with other idiots on the dancefloor and engage in retarded hand actions which are in sync with the happy retro music in order to find some peculiar form of self-fulfilment. eh, &lt;strong&gt;HELLO JED ONG. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yue liang dai biao wo de xin :: teresa teng.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha i love this song. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114812289241421033?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114812289241421033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114812289241421033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/05/russ-has-directed-me-towards-rj.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114804627187076145</id><published>2006-05-19T23:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T20:09:26.543+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i scored a one day relief teaching stint yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;in which i was required to "babysit" (the term used by another relief teacher) a few sec 4 and 5 classes. haha. and despite my aversion to all things work-related, i actually enjoyed myself quite a bit. :)&lt;br /&gt;the first class that i had to take care of was okay, but the noise level was.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;phwoar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which i didn't mind lah (i mean, hello, i &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; from ao1d), but i was scared that the discipline master would come along and berate me for not keeping them quiet or something. so i just yelled, "keep it down!", but the class was so loud that no one heard me. then this teacher walked past and told them to shut up and do some work, but they ignored him too. after which i decided that being rambunctious is a trait that the majority of students share, so i just counted my blessings (hey, at least they weren't engaging in ritual animal sacrifices) and continued reading my book. haha i don't think i made a particularly good teacher, cos it wasn't too long ago that i was in school myself. i mean, i actually wanted to join in the eh, &lt;em&gt;revelry&lt;/em&gt; at times. haha. i think the students could tell, cos they'd come up and talk to me for a while, after seeing that their antics had elicited a laugh from me. oh, and the question that everyone asked was, "so, 'cher, how old are you?" hahahahaha. &lt;strong&gt;'cher.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. the same sense of lawlessness was rife in every class, but my favourite was 4nc. this guy (who was fanning himself with one of those guniang chinese paper fans) got bored of strolling in and out of the classroom, so he dragged a table up to where i was sitting, perched on top of it, and introduced himself as bonaventure. yeah, that got my attention very quickly indeed. haha. anyway, talking to him was.. interesting. yes. he told me that he couldn't really understand my english, and started teasing me cos i apparently "speak damn cheem." haha it was pretty amusing, cos he got students from other classes to come and witness it (!!). i asked him what he was planning to do after his o levels, to which he said, "ha, see if i can get past n levels first." then he launched into a discourse about how we live in very different environments, and how his parents have never punished him for anything cos nothing that they implement would work. so i said jokingly, "wow, you're quite the gangster aren't you?" and he laughed and replied, "not really lah. i may seem like a gangster but i just want my freedom." yeah so we talked for a while longer, and he coerced me into giving the class an early recess. haha actually, he told the class that i said they could go for an early recess when i'd said nothing of the sort, but he was so hilarious and conspiratorial about it that i just shut up.&lt;br /&gt;so yes, i had fun! and i also got a huge kick out of having people greet me as 'miss ong'. LAWL. which reminds me of a conversation that another boy had with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"so 'cher, what's your name?"&lt;br /&gt;"um. i think you have to call me miss ong."&lt;br /&gt;"no, what's your first name?"&lt;br /&gt;"tiffany. but you still have to call me miss ong."&lt;br /&gt;"you said that you're 18 years old, right?"&lt;br /&gt;"er. yes. why?"&lt;br /&gt;"nothing. okay, i'll talk to you later, tiffany."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha my mum nearly died laughing when i repeated this to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the school needs me next week. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;emily&lt;/strong&gt; haha i don't really want to talk about it on my blog. but if you absolutely have to know or bust, just email me at rhymeswithwitch_@hotmail.com. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have i told you lately :: rod stewart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114804627187076145?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114804627187076145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114804627187076145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-scored-one-day-relief-teaching-stint.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114787852592587592</id><published>2006-05-18T00:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T02:16:45.213+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so. rugby finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_04551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_04551.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it was heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;i just really, really hate seeing athletes cry. :/&lt;br /&gt;damn. i felt so bad for the j2s, especially after i heard that the rj team was expected to win this year. i mean, i know shit happens, but losing at the last minute is really too much. mehhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just. please be happy soon, alright?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i need to think happy thoughts now;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0463.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i ate yan yan in a playground today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya. on a sidenote.&lt;br /&gt;it seems to have begun again.&lt;br /&gt;oh dear. amandanggg. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;emily&lt;/strong&gt; australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxo&lt;/strong&gt; fos, at meridien. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;somewhere out there :: fivel.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somewhere out there&lt;br /&gt;beneath the pale moonlight,&lt;br /&gt;someone's thinking of me&lt;br /&gt;and loving me tonight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adorable. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114787852592587592?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114787852592587592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114787852592587592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/05/so.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114760942207104978</id><published>2006-05-14T22:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T23:02:21.343+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we read the bible whilst sitting outside stussy and waiting for clemmie to finish his cheat money raspberry ice cream cone.&lt;br /&gt;"and now these three remain: faith, hope and love. but the greatest of these is love."&lt;br /&gt;1 corinthians 13:13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_04441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_04441.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;dayum.&lt;/em&gt; i really will miss our sundays together when i'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;we do the most random things ever;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_04471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_04471.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;which includes trying on polka-dotted abercrombie sleep pants.&lt;br /&gt;he's wearing a girl's size s, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;too bad the sizes were ginormous; i was quite tempted to get them and walk around town in them or something. it would cause &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; a sensation. lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_04451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_04451.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt; eh, what? i catch no ball, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anon&lt;/strong&gt; thanks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha&lt;/strong&gt; i like them too. :) they're tsubi scooters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;keshthebreast&lt;/strong&gt; you know, your stupid best friend theory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thng&lt;/strong&gt; dood, i left a comment on your lj already. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sway :: bic runga.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and now,&lt;br /&gt;it all turns sour.&lt;br /&gt;come sweeten every afternoon..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114760942207104978?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114760942207104978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114760942207104978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/05/we-read-bible-whilst-sitting-outside.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114743597848597895</id><published>2006-05-12T21:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T23:41:29.050+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay for banana caramel frappucinos which do not possess the slightest suggestion of any flavour that could be vaguely called banana-esque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_04351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_04351.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh, and by the way keshIA, &lt;strong&gt;it will not happen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pffft, haha.&lt;br /&gt;one and a half more months to go.&lt;br /&gt;ho hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dang&lt;/strong&gt; ackkk. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ultimate :: lindsay lohan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're the kind of guy whose hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;sends shivers up and down my spine.&lt;br /&gt;you took my heart and put it back together again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, cheesy music at its best.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i admit it. i am enamoured with lilo. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114743597848597895?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114743597848597895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114743597848597895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/05/yay-for-banana-caramel-frappucinos.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114735292041644748</id><published>2006-05-11T22:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T12:56:54.380+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dry prawn mee. i'll miss dry prawn mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;breathe (2 am) :: anna nalick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114735292041644748?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114735292041644748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114735292041644748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/05/dry-prawn-mee.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114707373489502698</id><published>2006-05-08T17:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T17:39:00.193+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cutest neighbour in the world! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0432.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, russell says i have no life.&lt;br /&gt;he can't understand why i don't go out more often. A LOT more often. because apparently all i do now is &lt;em&gt;exist&lt;/em&gt;. getting a job is also out of the question because it would interfere with my sleeping hours (i need &lt;em&gt;at least&lt;/em&gt; 12 hours of sleep a day). :/ but i like to think of this lethargy and ennui as common post-jc afflictions, because some other slugs my age are in the same situation as me. and anyway, it's not really my fault that there happens to be a vast expanse between me and town, and the rest of civilisation. mooching about at home, playing triple pop and what word, and watching grey's anatomy are so much more.. convenient. i can wear my pjs all day! and i don't have to look vaguely uncaveman-like!&lt;br /&gt;oh man. i sound pathetic even to myself.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i shall make plans for the rest of the week, STICK TO THEM, and stop pangseh-ing people. so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"tv bad. town good."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-clemmie. lawl. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;angela&lt;/strong&gt; haha i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in the sun :: micheal stipe &amp; chris martin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;may God's love be with you..&lt;br /&gt;always.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114707373489502698?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114707373489502698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114707373489502698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/05/cutest-neighbour-in-world-okay-russell.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114639571492082329</id><published>2006-04-30T21:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T03:47:00.720+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woman, i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;come back soon so we can gossip properly about rats' intestines, spurned lovers (and sour grapes), irritating leeches who suck up to my brother, and KESHIA FRANCESCA DE VRIES. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01841.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh yes, and have fun dissecting your helpless little rodents in melbourne. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5269/408/320/IMG_5816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5269/408/320/IMG_5816.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;li&lt;/strong&gt; hello. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;angela ang&lt;/strong&gt; uh sorry, but why would i head anywhere next year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt; haha, i am not in the best position to be dishing out sartorial advice. really. :) i only ever went for mambo, which most people dress quite casually for. jeans, heels, and a nice top should do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ga&lt;/strong&gt; YES, cristina and george are the ULTIMATE. i just converted my brother, and he already loves cristina. especially in into you like a train, which is one of my favourite episodes (although i never fail to cry during bonnie's surgery, and when derek breaks the news to her fiance). the parts where she runs around looking for the severed leg are &lt;em&gt;hilarious.&lt;/em&gt; and george is super adorable. haha the syphilis episode! :) and the turkey-hunting episode. and the window-cleaner episode (i could go on, but a line must be drawn somewhere). oh, and i was so happy when he grew balls and performed the open-heart surgery. :) on to alex. haha. mm i actually sympathize with him! he's kind of a jerk but hey, he had a horrible childhood, and he &lt;em&gt;does&lt;/em&gt; have a certain charm. and if i weren't already rooting for derek and meredith, i'd want alex and meredith to get together. they're such cool buddies. :) she's usually the first one he goes to for help, and they have these really cute, random conversations. izzie gets annoying later on, so she's ruined for me. :/ lastly. patrick dempsey, in my opinion, bears a tiny bit of resemblance to sean penn. haha. and now, i am very sorry for having regaled you with the barrage of talkytalk you see above. dissecting grey's anatomy with a stranger is a new low even for me, but there's hardly anyone else i can discuss it with. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how to save a life :: the fray.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..after all you do know best.&lt;br /&gt;try to slip past his defense&lt;br /&gt;without granting innocence.&lt;br /&gt;lay down a list of what is wrong,&lt;br /&gt;the things you've told him all along.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114639571492082329?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114639571492082329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114639571492082329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/04/woman-i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114602479506778855</id><published>2006-04-26T14:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T18:57:56.493+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;new phone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum just bought me the 6280. :)&lt;br /&gt;looks like it's time for me to stop being a phone luddite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0436.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xy&lt;/strong&gt; just download the episodes off limewire. pirates arrr cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUSH!&lt;/strong&gt; yep, the doughnuts do survive the trip back home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jeans&lt;/strong&gt; um, are you talking about the pic with kevin? those are from levi's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seth&lt;/strong&gt; thanks. that's nice of you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eew&lt;/strong&gt; haha, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;other side of the world :: kt tunstall.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the fire fades away.&lt;br /&gt;most of every day is full of tired excuses.&lt;br /&gt;and it's too hard to say;&lt;br /&gt;i wish it were simple..&lt;br /&gt;but we give up easily.&lt;br /&gt;you're close enough to see that&lt;br /&gt;you're on the other side of the world to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114602479506778855?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114602479506778855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114602479506778855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/04/new-phone-my-mum-just-bought-me-6280.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114580313821589088</id><published>2006-04-24T00:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T17:43:00.806+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone, clement is a &lt;em&gt;girl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not just any girl. my sunday buddy and shopping girlfriend, to be exact. i'll have you know that he has the stamina of a thousand boys when it comes to retail therapy. and even my mum thinks he has that slightly effeminate look going on. :)&lt;br /&gt;(disclaimer: eh, clemmie isn't actually gay okay. except with marcoose lah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_04311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_04311.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes so anyway. today was walking day. ow.&lt;br /&gt;after billy bomber's, we decided to forego the movie because there was nothing especially entertaining to catch. and singapore being singapore, there was nothing convenient to do except hang out in town. meh. but it was okay, we managed to fulfill our aim of burning an entire afternoon by not doing anything particularly productive. oh, we also continued the cultivation of our exceedingly thick hides. &lt;strong&gt;hippocratic oath, anyone? :)&lt;/strong&gt; and, since i have realised that i like picking out clothes for boys and making them look spiffy, clemmie tried on what is quite possibly the nicest shirt in the history of nice shirts. and yes, he looked very pretty indeed.&lt;br /&gt;ho hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm. i like ben sherman. ben sherman was a cool dood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_04281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_04281.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, back to grey's anatomy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"you realise this constitutes hugging?"&lt;br /&gt;"shut up.. i'm your person."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/greys2x01_8041.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/greys2x01_8041.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; yeah i know, i've read the episode guides. but apparently the guy who addison cheated on derek with comes back for 13 episodes in season 3, so i refuse to lose hope that derek and meredith will end up together someday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sush&lt;/strong&gt; i love you. :) haha if you have spare cash, just get something delectable-looking from krispy kreme. :) but not jammy, i hate jam. and i love you, again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all i need :: firstcom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're my lifetime guarantee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114580313821589088?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114580313821589088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114580313821589088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-everyone-clement-is-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114563506285506847</id><published>2006-04-22T01:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T02:01:45.996+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;rawr,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rawr,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAWR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sparkle me :: the buffseeds.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114563506285506847?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114563506285506847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114563506285506847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/04/rawr-rawr-rawr-rawr.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114545249057726403</id><published>2006-04-19T23:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T00:12:46.306+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"you and me. it is not the thrill of the chase. it's not a game. it's.. it's your tiny ineffectual fists. and your hair."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/grey21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/grey21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i dunno, i just went all &lt;em&gt;awwwww&lt;/em&gt; when derek said that. :)&lt;br /&gt;it isn't that he's particularly hot (because he isn't), but he &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; funny. and funny is of the utmost importance. besides, they're so cute together!&lt;br /&gt;anyway. WHY HAS NO ONE TOLD ME HOW GREAT THE SHOW IS. now i am desperately trying to watch as much as i can in my waking hours. meh. excuse me while i sink further into the depths of antisocialism and go on my grey's anatomy spree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rj senior&lt;/strong&gt; haha yeah. one of the tutors said that when rj was using the mount sinai campus, it was first world education in third world conditions. but i liked the place, for all that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;into the fire :: thirteen senses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114545249057726403?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114545249057726403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114545249057726403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114537253169790597</id><published>2006-04-19T00:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T17:41:12.833+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"i also need some heat."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just caught tristan and isolde with kevin. THEY ARE VERY IRRITATING ENTITIES. i mean, &lt;em&gt;seriously.&lt;/em&gt; stop whining and committing adultery, and get a grip! meh. melot, however, i like. my dirty boy. :) his name is henry cavill, and he is MINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr cavill, you so fine! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/flaunt0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/flaunt0011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on a sidenote, this boy will have no hair soon.&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0415.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;help&lt;/strong&gt; my dad knows the owner of the firm. but i guess you could try writing in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; sanya/asean cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; hello. :) i haven't loaded photos into shutterfly for eons. it's too much trouble! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your body is a wonderland :: john mayer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's something 'bout the way your hair falls in your face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like john mayer. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114537253169790597?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114537253169790597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114537253169790597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-also-need-some-heat.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114518459024664109</id><published>2006-04-16T20:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T03:57:43.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;snyder's of hanover! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost got dunked by these four buggers today.&lt;br /&gt;see how dangerously close to the pool i was.&lt;br /&gt;but they got gold for ace so i shall forgive them. and yes i know, they're all really tall! exacerbated by the fact that i am 159cm, of course. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_04041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_04041.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh, say hello to ben's happy trail. which he is very proud of, and keeps touching. &lt;em&gt;in public.&lt;/em&gt; yeah, he's weird that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0408.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..captain ben was also the first to get dunked. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0411.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and and and. i also saw marcc for the first time in &lt;em&gt;ages.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check us out, we're cool.&lt;br /&gt;(oh my gosh, look at how contrasting our skin colours are!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_04091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_04091.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dang&lt;/strong&gt; your stupid brother left early for a SECOND dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why :: annie lennox.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this kind of trouble's only just begun.&lt;br /&gt;i tell myself too many times,&lt;br /&gt;"why don't you ever learn to keep your big mouth shut?" &lt;br /&gt;that's why it hurts so bad to hear the words&lt;br /&gt;that keep on falling from your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;tell me..&lt;br /&gt;why,&lt;br /&gt;why.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114518459024664109?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114518459024664109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114518459024664109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/04/snyders-of-hanover-i-almost-got-dunked.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114502120598771572</id><published>2006-04-15T00:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T01:43:33.046+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, this year, good friday coincides with my little brother's 17th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_04001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_04001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the marzipan sign on the cake is self-explanatory, really.&lt;br /&gt;but, just for the heck of it, &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHINAMAN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;russ turned incredibly red when we broke into a very loud, and very off-key, version of the birthday song for him in front of everyone else in the palms. haha. &lt;strong&gt;"you're not really going to sing, right? ..&lt;em&gt;oh my goodness, what are you guys doing!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; oh well, we live to please. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03931.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anyway. dinner was at ssc, after the first day of sanya.&lt;br /&gt;ace people are so much fun! and insanely asinine into the bargain. :) &lt;strong&gt;listen carefully. did johnny die yesterday?&lt;/strong&gt; haha poor andrew. err.. yes no yes no no no no.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and since we're on the subject of all things inane, andrew and i stuffed our pie holes with birthday cake, chewed it up, didn't swallow, and took a photo with our mouths open. i wanted to put it up, but it is.. disgusting, to say the least. haha. i shall leave you with a masterpiece of mine instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03921.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ohya, we like muah chee! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anon&lt;/strong&gt; it's at palais renaissance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;salvation is here :: hillsong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God above all the world in motion,&lt;br /&gt;God above all my hopes and fears.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care what the world throws at me now..&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be alright!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114502120598771572?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114502120598771572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114502120598771572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-this-year-good-friday-coincides.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114484636833766784</id><published>2006-04-12T22:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T23:31:43.243+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;maybe she's dead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, i really like both of these jokers. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03891.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;met up for coffee with them today, and i'm happy. although i miss sitting in class and laughing at hadri's songs and antics, and talking utter nonsense with uni (the nun pledge!), and the rest of the shit we did in rj. ack. i want to be back in jc! we have reached the consensus that slacking is not all it's cracked up to be. haha oh well.&lt;br /&gt;okay i have a public announcement to make. &lt;strong&gt;annabelle francis is reeeeeally pretty!&lt;/strong&gt; mother of two somemore. ohmygosh. we saw her just now, and hadri and i ran after her to get her picture. haha such groupies we are. uni just.. stood by and looked embarrassed. &lt;strong&gt;"you both are damn bored!!"&lt;/strong&gt; lawl. anyway, she is super gorgeous in real life, and freakin nice also. wahh i like. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03901.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;purple&lt;/strong&gt; it's the botkier clyde bag, i got it from inhabit. and the photo booth is hidden in a corner of the somerset mrt station. go knock yourself out! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;message in a bottle :: john mayer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;seems i'm not alone at being alone;&lt;br /&gt;a hundred billion castaways all looking for a home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114484636833766784?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114484636833766784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114484636833766784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/04/maybe-shes-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114474567514489173</id><published>2006-04-11T19:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T23:03:07.283+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;remember, remember&lt;br /&gt;the fifth of november,&lt;br /&gt;the gunpowder treason and plot.&lt;br /&gt;i see no reason why gunpowder treason&lt;br /&gt;should ever be forgot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i've &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; watched v for vendetta! wheeeee. :)&lt;br /&gt;we didn't get to try the beef goulash (which happens to be kevin's obsession) at toast though. it's always not available when we're there! meh. :/&lt;br /&gt;anyway. in about a week's time, this boy is going to enter slavery, and LOSE HIS HAIR. haha. it's really quite an amusing prospect. for me, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_038221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_038221.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and hello, i like taking random passport photos. :)&lt;br /&gt;we'd actually tapped our cards at the station, but THEN i saw the photo booth outside. so tiffany had to use her magnificent powers of persuasion to get kevin to come out again, and waste 60 cents. haha.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03881.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh, i found out today that kevin has questionable taste in tshirts for girls.&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side, however, i now have new sleepwear. :)&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0386.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0386.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;by the way, this totally made my day.&lt;br /&gt;me: "eh, have you seen that ultraviolet girl's abs?!"&lt;br /&gt;kevin: &lt;strong&gt;"have you seen &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; abs?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;under pressure :: queen feat. david bowie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'cause love's such an old fashioned word..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114474567514489173?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114474567514489173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114474567514489173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/04/remember-remember-fifth-of-november.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114457894279068908</id><published>2006-04-09T20:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T00:57:20.783+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"i.. i might meet jane later."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started the afternoon with clemmie.&lt;br /&gt;and ended it with marcus, mk, joel and jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;hmm that rhymes. and, in retrospect, that actually sounded rather.. dodgy.&lt;br /&gt;ho hum, i've just realised that i look like a druggie nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;i.&lt;br /&gt;need.&lt;br /&gt;health.&lt;br /&gt;and i need it quickly.&lt;br /&gt;looks like it really is time to embark on my exercise regime. and i &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; do it, clement, just you wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;okay, it's obvious that i'm not even close to being anywhere near lucid, so that is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anon&lt;/strong&gt; yeah, it rocks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one way :: hillsong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are the way, the truth and the light.&lt;br /&gt;we live by faith and not by sight.&lt;br /&gt;for You,&lt;br /&gt;we're living all for You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114457894279068908?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114457894279068908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114457894279068908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/04/i.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114423292546526733</id><published>2006-04-05T20:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T20:34:38.363+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it never rains;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03771.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03771.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but it pours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hotness&lt;/strong&gt; wow, you made my day. thank you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;canon in d :: pachelbel.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i freakin' LOVE this song!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i finally found someone who could identify the tune (after &lt;em&gt;months&lt;/em&gt; of fearing for my sanity). thank goodness for people with some knowledge of classical music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114423292546526733?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114423292546526733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114423292546526733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-never-rains-but-it-pours.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114398015468707680</id><published>2006-04-02T22:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T15:56:21.766+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You're the Alpha and Omega,&lt;br /&gt;the beginning and the end.&lt;br /&gt;You know my deepest secrets,&lt;br /&gt;You know my every weakness.&lt;br /&gt;i know my life is in control,&lt;br /&gt;and i can dance before Your throne.&lt;br /&gt;i'll put my confidence in You,&lt;br /&gt;and i can praise Your name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/scrat1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/scrat1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is INSANELY HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"cheep?"&lt;/strong&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;man, i'm so easily amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, clement is now my sunday buddy. :)&lt;br /&gt;we shall become fixtures at marche (i know i've said this before, but well.. calamari!), bitch about how hideous crocs are, get pushed around by hyperactive kids, look at clothes that i would never wear, and oh yeah, just do the touristy thing.&lt;br /&gt;yay for bums! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03761.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh, talking about crocs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0369.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they bring UGLY to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;and now, they come with laces. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;li&lt;/strong&gt; haha, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;passerby&lt;/strong&gt; thanks. oh, you should've said hi! :( i hardly know anyone living in siglap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shy that way :: tristan prettyman.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know you're stunning;&lt;br /&gt;you're absolutely stunning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114398015468707680?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114398015468707680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114398015468707680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/04/youre-alpha-and-omega-beginning-and.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114346871546901639</id><published>2006-03-28T01:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T18:10:36.780+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my youngest brother sings along to mariah carey while he's in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;i find that.. alarming, to say the least. plus, like all the rest of us, he's tone-deaf, so he sounds like an amorous cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, i just checked, and it is now 1:10 am in melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;which means that amandang is 20 years old! wah, that is &lt;em&gt;ancient&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRANDMA!&lt;/strong&gt; haha shit don't kill me for that. i know the fact that i am not around will diminish your enjoyment of ageing, but do try to have a freakin GREAT day, yes? remember, &lt;strong&gt;i love you more than i love jay chou! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;passerby&lt;/strong&gt; yeah i do, actually. how do you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;banana pancakes :: jack johnson.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe we could sleep in..&lt;br /&gt;i'll make you banana pancakes,&lt;br /&gt;pretend like it's the weekend now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114346871546901639?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114346871546901639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114346871546901639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-youngest-brother-sings-along-to.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114337147570714366</id><published>2006-03-26T22:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T23:06:45.603+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"fit?"&lt;br /&gt;"yes, very!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so i was pimpin' today.&lt;br /&gt;haha no i'm kidding! i'm kidding okay. the clement and the marcoose are not for sale. and at any rate, you probably wouldn't want clemmie since he has such rubbish photo skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03641.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anyway. we had lunch at marche (calamari!) and caught failure to launch (zooey deschanel!), which has inspired marc and clem to start hanging out at furniture stores in the hope of bumping into eligible bachelorettes. haha. but it's a sweet, mindless movie to watch if you need some happy vibes, so yeah. :)&lt;br /&gt;oh, we were walking around aimlessly after the show, and since they're always complaining that i'm perpetually in tank tops, jeans and havaianas, they decided to help me eh &lt;em&gt;revamp&lt;/em&gt; my look. so we went to forever21! haha. they approved of this white &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with fluttery sleeves and details, and i'm apparently supposed to wear it the next time i go out with them. ho hum.&lt;br /&gt;oh, thanks for helping us take a photo sarah! :)&lt;br /&gt;(by the way, if you're wondering, mr chow really &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; that tall.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0365.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha and on a more inane note, i really&lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; want to watch ice age 2! this was pasted on the ground at the mrt station and i thought it was pretty hilarious. yes, i know i have juvenile tastes. humour me okay. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03671.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ps, clement made a new friend today. and i'm taller than him! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03631.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03631.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xo&lt;/strong&gt; you're welcome. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEL&lt;/strong&gt; haha yeah it's really nice. very unwordplay-like, thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;somewhere in the middle :: dishwalla.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you drink it makes you angry;&lt;br /&gt;when i drink i want you more and more and more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114337147570714366?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114337147570714366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114337147570714366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/03/fit-yes-very-yeah-so-i-was-pimpin.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114328279422332675</id><published>2006-03-25T17:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T21:51:57.910+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to start getting out of bed earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; was &lt;em&gt;lunch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0362.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(by the way, don't you think froot loops is the prettiest breakfast cereal around? haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. more. days. zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kayli&lt;/strong&gt; HI! how are you! i haven't seen or spoken to you in &lt;em&gt;yonks.&lt;/em&gt; do you have a blog or something? update me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a non non&lt;/strong&gt; oh, thanks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xo&lt;/strong&gt; they're levi's 593s, the older range. like retards, kesh and i wore the same pair out! just that she folded hers. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;far away :: nickelback.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i keep dreaming you'll be with me,&lt;br /&gt;and you'll never go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh, i just saw the video on mtv! go watch it on youtube or something, you will &lt;em&gt;die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114328279422332675?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114328279422332675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114328279422332675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-need-to-start-getting-out-of-bed.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114312481028463453</id><published>2006-03-24T01:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T03:01:02.303+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, today.&lt;br /&gt;i had a hot date with keshia, and our mission was to do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;which we did admirably well at first! seriously man, rotting is our hobby. we found the ben&amp;jerry's at suntec, and just sat there in various states of atrophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0340.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0338.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;UNTIL something possessed us to decide to check the bugis area out.&lt;br /&gt;kesh: "hey, you know what? we can actually walk there!"&lt;br /&gt;me: "oh. okay. it's not that far away right?"&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dayum.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; my feet are still in shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0351.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we trawled the 9385639 floors of icon, which is some new and supposedly hip (&lt;em&gt;cough&lt;/em&gt;) mall, and the alleys of bugis street, before seeking space (icon is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; for the claustrophobic) and air-conditioned comfort at bugis junction. oh well, i still have to confess that entering tourist mode is always a blast. :) i was japanese and kesh was hawaiian.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0348.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..but then we decided to ditch those personas and just be bugs.&lt;br /&gt;haha what is it with girls and huge sunglasses? everytime i see a gigantic pair, i have this urge to don it and go totally lala. hmm.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03531.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OH anyway, the fountain at bugis junction was particularly enamouring! it's so &lt;em&gt;happifying.&lt;/em&gt; :) i need a boyfriend so i can run through it with him whilst we're holding hands, and it'd be all sweet and romcom-esque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"you think what? this is singapore!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..thanks, kesh. :/&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03611.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm yours :: jason mraz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well you done done me and you better felt it; &lt;br /&gt;i tried to be chill but you so hot that i melted. &lt;br /&gt;i fell right through the cracks and i'm tryin' to get back&lt;br /&gt;before the cool done run out i'll be givin it my bestest,&lt;br /&gt;and nothin's gonna stop me but divine intervention. &lt;br /&gt;i reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some.&lt;br /&gt;i won't hesitate no more, &lt;br /&gt;no more,&lt;br /&gt;it cannot wait;&lt;br /&gt;i'm yours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah this song just makes me want to put it on repeat and listen to it all day!&lt;br /&gt;okay actually i already did. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114312481028463453?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114312481028463453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114312481028463453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-today.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114287619638644130</id><published>2006-03-21T04:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T22:31:25.540+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just found the notebook that i used in j1. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0341.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it was ostensibly for keeping note of homework (ha!), but gradually matured into an entity that was filled with inane and, on kevin's part, insane doodles by anyone who needed something to entertain them during lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aaron,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03651.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03651.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03681.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03681.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;benjamen,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_033611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_033611.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0339.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03691.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chuin,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03581.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03581.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kevin,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03421.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03441.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03441.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03771.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;marns,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03601.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mel,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03731.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oonie,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03631.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03631.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and puss!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03751.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SHIZZ. i. really. miss. jc.&lt;br /&gt;especially because of my classmates and friends, and the retarded things they were apt to say due to a lack of sleep/food/sanity/all of the aforementioned factors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"batchelor lit is DEATHLY."&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;oonie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i've realised that the more you study, the hornier you get."&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;janahan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i just shat ACID. ph zero acid!"&lt;br /&gt;"must stop twirling hair.. but would you really have me any other way?"&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;tim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"do they make fake turbans?"&lt;br /&gt;"we will chup you up!"&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;david goh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"just call me complex man!"&lt;br /&gt;"just call me chinese man!"&lt;br /&gt;"just call me fast man!"&lt;br /&gt;"just call me acronym man!"&lt;br /&gt;..and so on.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;puss.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"your mummy wanted you to be a man, ya?"&lt;br /&gt;"marn is in demand."&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;kenneth,&lt;/strong&gt; to marns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'm so tired i could eat a cow."&lt;br /&gt;yup, i totally see the connection.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;hadri.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i would &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; pass &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; to hadri to pass to &lt;em&gt;anybody.&lt;/em&gt; he's a lovely chap, but.."&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;booth.&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yes, i am a card-carrying, life-long member of gep."&lt;br /&gt;"i can't join the airforce because you have to be at least 55kg to parachute!"&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;bc.&lt;/strong&gt; who's about 48kg. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"do you know that we call you siewyong?"&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;janahan,&lt;/strong&gt; to miss kohsiewyong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;janahan:&lt;/strong&gt; "eh bc, do you know that they have dwarf-throwing competitions in australia?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bc:&lt;/strong&gt; "..i think i'll stay indoors."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD TIMES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anon&lt;/strong&gt; yeah, we always tried to use the graffiti cubicle when we were in that particular toilet. :) oh, and thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so beautiful :: darren hayes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and if all the world was perfect,&lt;br /&gt;i would only ever want to see your scars.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ack, so sweet! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114287619638644130?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114287619638644130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114287619638644130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-just-found-notebook-that-i-used-in.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114269734268972742</id><published>2006-03-19T02:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T05:49:12.880+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;del&gt;God is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Nietzsche.&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nietzsche is dead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;synergize was awesome. :)&lt;/strong&gt; when God lets you know that He's got your back, it's just the most wonderful and overwhelming feeling &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt;. i mean, hey, i'm loved by the most powerful being in the entire universe. :)&lt;br /&gt;i actually wanted to type out a whole chunk about synergize, but then i realised that it seemed so feeble to try and condense the whole tumult of emotions that i experienced into a few sentences, so yeah. get to know God for yourself, then you'll understand. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;on a sadder note, the next two weeks look pretty bleak. the one who calls me pangsai will be gone for a while. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dang&lt;/strong&gt; hello crazy woman! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anon&lt;/strong&gt; don't worry about it, it doesn't really bother me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just&lt;/strong&gt; mortal! how's everything man. i hope you're not more stressed than you were at the start of the year. don't worry, i'm sure cts will be okay for you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so you would come :: hillsong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;before the world began,&lt;br /&gt;you were on His mind.&lt;br /&gt;and every tear you cry&lt;br /&gt;is precious in His eyes.&lt;br /&gt;because of His great love&lt;br /&gt;He gave His only Son.&lt;br /&gt;everything was done&lt;br /&gt;so you would come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing you can do&lt;br /&gt;could make Him love you more;&lt;br /&gt;and nothing that you've done&lt;br /&gt;could make Him close the door.&lt;br /&gt;because of His great love&lt;br /&gt;He gave His only Son.&lt;br /&gt;everything was done&lt;br /&gt;so you would come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to the Father,&lt;br /&gt;though your gift is small.&lt;br /&gt;broken hearts, broken lives;&lt;br /&gt;He will take them all.&lt;br /&gt;the power of the Word;&lt;br /&gt;the power of His blood.&lt;br /&gt;everything was done&lt;br /&gt;so you would come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114269734268972742?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114269734268972742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114269734268972742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/03/god-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114252925410547790</id><published>2006-03-17T02:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T04:36:53.870+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had dinner with aaaaaron thng today. :)&lt;br /&gt;it was nice, i haven't met up with him for about 8234692 years. haha we had a good old nonsense-filled conversation, with the thng being more nonsense-filled than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"you're perfect for each other!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dotdotdot.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and according to him, he put on weight during bmt because army has been really slack so far. we're doomed if there are other jokers like him out there who are &lt;em&gt;supposedly&lt;/em&gt; contributing to the security of singapore! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ch-ch-check him out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03311.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i left for synergize after that;&lt;br /&gt;it was a headache to get to but i'm glad i went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anonymous&lt;/strong&gt; haha okay. God bless you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looney tunes &amp; :D&lt;/strong&gt; hey thanks! i'm not really affected by them, so don't let them get to you either alright? i have a loving family and nice friends who like me the way i am, and that's enough for me. :) but you guys are really nice! haha please continue dropping by to say hi now and then. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ashley&lt;/strong&gt; hello, i'm not applying for law. haha there's no point, really. but i'm quite happy with my second option so yeah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you want me to :: ginny owens.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i'm clinging to the promise&lt;br /&gt;You're not through with me yet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114252925410547790?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114252925410547790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114252925410547790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-had-dinner-with-aaaaaron-thng-today.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114226723170242530</id><published>2006-03-14T02:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T00:49:21.830+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NINETEENTH BIRTHDAY KEVIN LEE! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0302.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is where i hurl a great big shoutout at kevin, because i know he'll be reading this. (since he frequently monitors my blog to ensure that i don't put any unglam photos of him up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO FRIEND.&lt;/strong&gt; you probably ought to know that you are a gigantic blessing to me. :) besides the fact that &lt;strong&gt;you are a Nice Boy&lt;/strong&gt; (yes, i still cling stubbornly on to my argument), you are also fantastically good at making me laugh even when i'm not feeling particularly happy, although you must know that you crack the stupidest jokes ever. coughcough&lt;em&gt;nudist&lt;/em&gt;coughcough. :) and yes, i know i'm not particularly good at all that sentimental shmuck, but i do think that you deserve the best of everything in life, simply because you are such a wonderful person and friend. and no, &lt;strong&gt;a satisfactory does &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; produce satis.&lt;/strong&gt; haha.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03181.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so, moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"there's hidden talent everywhere. some just choose not to go for all those talent shows. and one is on a bus on the way to the night safari now."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. to celebrate kevin's nineteenth year alive, we actually went all the way to mandai. haha. it was hot, and smelly, and the guides all displayed similar drama characteristics, BUT i had FUN. i guess mr lee just tends to have that effect on people. :)&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03071.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"hey, you look skinny here."&lt;br /&gt;"i &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; skinny."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03141.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;note to self: self-timers are inanimate and cannot position you in the middle of the screen.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03212.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HI, JUST IN CASE ANYONE ASKS, WE'RE TOURISTS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03241.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and i think this looks like mk. :)&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03061.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;juicy :: better than ezra.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114226723170242530?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114226723170242530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114226723170242530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-nineteenth-birthday-kevin-lee.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114217926159547111</id><published>2006-03-13T02:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T14:20:15.340+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the ones who have no hair. :)&lt;br /&gt;(and as you can see, my ethusiasm over slow shutter speeds has yet to wane.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03021.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;ALIEN VS PREDATOR IS GHASTLY. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ken &amp; to ken (toucan? haha)&lt;/strong&gt; wow, you guys are really nice people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt; thanks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt; you have my acquiescence. haha my friends complain that i dress in black or white all the time, actually. so i may not be the best person to ask about pretty clothes, unless you saw something you liked on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hit the road jack :: ray charles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114217926159547111?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114217926159547111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114217926159547111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/03/ones-who-have-no-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114172480449240260</id><published>2006-03-07T20:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T03:02:13.776+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this little piggy went to the soup spoon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0298.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh, we saw li and mel just now, who were both really flustered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"we just saw this WOMAN who was CARRYING ELMO and she said that it was BEELZEBUB and she was TALKING TO IT and she told us that he was the EQUILIBRIATOR. then she asked us if we wanted OUR LEFT HAND ON OUR SHOULDER!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;breathing :: lifehouse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am hanging on every word you say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114172480449240260?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114172480449240260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114172480449240260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-little-piggy-went-to-soup-spoon.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114165842436336500</id><published>2006-03-07T02:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T16:53:35.426+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"that's like so heya apunah feha."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i'm &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; hanging around raffles place during lunch hour. but it's all good, because i'm on a mission to alleviate kevinleechongen's boredom. :)&lt;br /&gt;and by the way, the first time we saw these cardboard cutouts of cows, we thought they were real. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_02931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_02931.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anyway, it was subway today. the first time i've ever tried it! and yes, i &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; aware that i'm eons behind normal human beings. haha. but to reiterate, i am exploring new frontiers, okay? and my meatball marinara thingy was really good. :) and oh, i realise that my lunch conversations with the smalltownpoet always graduate to very interesting topics. like helmets and socks! and &lt;strong&gt;doing it anthony kiedis-style.&lt;/strong&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;post-satiation, we sat at the square and listened to the busker for a while, since kevin thought he was really good (and if kevin thinks you're good, you most probably are). and yes, stoning is a nice way to squander your lunch hour. :) i had to walk the pangsai all the way back to his office after that though, BUT i was rewarded with a view of the building with pretty windows (which i have been &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; enamoured with) from the 37th floor of uob plaza. even though the viewing area was 'closed'. haha. just looking at it makes me very happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_029611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_029611.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kel&lt;/strong&gt; i don't &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; great results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looneytunes&lt;/strong&gt; haha i'm not intending to put my shitty grades up here for everyone to gawk at, sorry. ask me if you know me personally! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;right here waiting :: richard marx.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;day after day. and i slowly go insane.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the melting song! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114165842436336500?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114165842436336500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114165842436336500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/03/thats-like-so-heya-apunah-feha.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114154701927152806</id><published>2006-03-05T19:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T20:08:19.343+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>congratulate me please, i am now a healthy shade of pink.&lt;br /&gt;just got home from tanning at ssc with kesh. okay, 'tanning' is actually a malapropism in my case, since all i do is graduate from white to cream. but anyway, i had a nice, quiet afternoon with debreast, who's relieved that i don't harbour suicidal notions anymore. :) and oh, &lt;strong&gt;she actually &lt;em&gt;swam&lt;/em&gt; 500m!&lt;/strong&gt; in the words of deadeye dick, shock shock horror horror shock shock horror. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_02911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_02911.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;by the way, i'm done with my internship! :)&lt;br /&gt;this dude was one of my eyecandies. i &lt;em&gt;casually&lt;/em&gt; asked him to take a photo with me on my last day there. :) i know he looks about 15, but he's really 27! haha i shan't type his name out here just in case he's really bored one day and decides to google himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_02891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_02891.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BUT he did give me his namecard so here it is. haha.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_029211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_029211.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh, i had this conversation with my mentor before i left.&lt;br /&gt;m: "so, how did you find the internship?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "okay, i guess."&lt;br /&gt;m: "yeah right."&lt;br /&gt;me: "mind-numbingly boring, actually."&lt;br /&gt;m: "that's more like it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, i am a lot happier now.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to andrew, jed, kevin, edwin, uni, kesh, just and everyone else who called/msged me to tell me not to worry. i am so glad that i've been blessed with people who've got my back. :) and i realise that i really do like my parents. loving your parents is easy, since it's an emotion that arises from a sense of duty, but actually &lt;em&gt;liking&lt;/em&gt; them.. that's different, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;runaway :: del shannon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i wonder,&lt;br /&gt;wawawawa wonder;&lt;br /&gt;why,&lt;br /&gt;wawawawa why.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is really cute! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114154701927152806?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114154701927152806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114154701927152806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/03/congratulate-me-please-i-am-now.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114114975858086390</id><published>2006-03-01T04:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T05:12:15.883+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;hello edwin, you're really nice!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and you're hilarious too. :)&lt;br /&gt;thanks man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;i stumbled upon &lt;a href="http://www.dooce.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at work today while desperately searching for sites that i wouldn't be denied access to. my goodness, rare gem alert! her writing is so good that i had to make a &lt;em&gt;huge&lt;/em&gt; attempt to suppress my laughter and, in the process, i snorted fairly loudly, and had no control whatsoever over my tear ducts. the secretary next to me probably thought i was having some sort of epileptic fit or something. so yeah, visit it if you need happy vibes to see you through the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i do realise that this post sounds really disjointed, so please forgive my lack of lucidity. it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; d-day after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;li&lt;/strong&gt; coughcough. yes you are. go wash your clothes woman! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blah&lt;/strong&gt; haha okay. i've never heard that one before. but thanks for the advice, whether it was well-meant or otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;la tortura :: shakira.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope, i don't understand a &lt;em&gt;word.&lt;/em&gt; haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114114975858086390?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114114975858086390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114114975858086390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/03/hello-edwin-youre-really-nice-oh-and.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114105454094273479</id><published>2006-02-28T02:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T20:14:02.840+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NINETEENTH BIRTHDAY KESHIA DE VRIES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; much, worst enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_02801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_02801.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so. we celebrated kesh the breast's ninteenth year alive by doing.. nothing, really. :) talking nonsense, engaging in self-timing acts of narcissism, and stuffing our faces with heart disease-inducing food are the best ways to while away the calm before the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0277.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_6853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_6853.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_6871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_6871.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hello, meet my godiva chocolixir! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_02661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_02661.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay, gluttons' bay at the esplanade has &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; good food! i know we're fat lumps of lard now, but it's incredibly hard to resist sambal stingray and oyster omelette when they're staring you in the face and screaming, "eat me!" someone please inspire me to go and EXERCISE please. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0288.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"lianne's an angel."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-li. eh, right. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i have a question! DO I LOOK LIKE A JAPANESE.&lt;br /&gt;i keep getting questions along the lines of "are you a local?" or "are you from japan?" from salespeople/hawkers! it's very strange okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;barenaked :: jennifer love hewitt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you ever try your luck with a pickup line,&lt;br /&gt;but you just sucked?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114105454094273479?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114105454094273479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114105454094273479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-nineteenth-birthday-keshia-de.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114096561419114548</id><published>2006-02-27T01:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T05:32:36.846+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>help, i am currently stuck in a quarter-life crisis!&lt;br /&gt;i think i've been watching too much of discovery travel &amp; living. i have developed TREMENDOUS desires to go to rome, and tuscany, and salzburg.&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, the milieu i am in offers me no reprieve.&lt;br /&gt;three more days;&lt;br /&gt;in the words of nick, &lt;strong&gt;"maybe we can commit pre-empted suicide together."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dang&lt;/strong&gt; hello ma'am i miss you already! i heard that your coughcoughDANIELBEGOcoughcough might be coming for sanya. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anon&lt;/strong&gt; thanks, i appreciate it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you and me :: lifehouse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i don't know why&lt;br /&gt;i can't keep my eyes off of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114096561419114548?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114096561419114548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114096561419114548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/02/help-i-am-currently-stuck-in-quarter.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114078862570735363</id><published>2006-02-25T00:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T00:46:50.230+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>results are out on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;ACK. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i like the corporate level better! haha for reasons better left unsaid. wheeeee. met the twin for lunch today! haha kevin is a freakin PIG. &lt;strong&gt;"i think i need to start exercising. i have &lt;em&gt;breasts!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we roamed around the raffles place area after that, and aye it's quite happening okay. haha see, there's a gramophone there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_02611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_02611.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh, i suddenly developed an &lt;em&gt;intense&lt;/em&gt; craving for mosburger's spicy chilli hotdog after work, so i met kevin again after we both escaped. it was pretty funny because we were sitting at the square outside caltex house while some random band called the mad trio was busy playing a fake xylophone and a pathetic little drum, so of course the 'music' was interspersed with comments by kevin the music snob. but he's hilarious so yeah. kind of like a less insane version of chandler bing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt; inhabit! it's at palais renaissance. there are a &lt;em&gt;ton&lt;/em&gt; of pretty jeans there. rock &amp; republic, true religion.. EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to where you are :: josh groban.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goosebumps. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114078862570735363?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114078862570735363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114078862570735363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/02/results-are-out-on-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114071229506475444</id><published>2006-02-24T03:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T19:08:15.780+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay hi &lt;strong&gt;OASIS SUCKS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know that it was humanly possible to put on such a pitiful performance, but evidently the gallagher brothers &amp; co succeeded. what were they thinking, leaving out a whole load of their older songs? stand by me?! stop crying your heart out?! little by little?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;screw you, you english louts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_02411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_02411.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;liked your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_02061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_02061.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stage lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_02111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_02111.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the concert was so abysmal that we actually got quite high bitching about it. (oh by the way, have you noticed that we would be the epitome of racial harmony if you throw in a malay? so far it's just cio.) i mean, the only song that oasis did well was don't look back in anger, and you could really see the crowd respond. but it just went downhill from there man. everyone rushed off and no one shouted for an encore! i bet everyone realised that oasis doesn't give a rat's ass about its fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay actually. i have to admit that i'm not as pissed as i sound; i just needed to get that rant out of my system. haha. hey, i got to hang out with kesh and egg! that could probably make anyone happy. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_02541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_02541.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see? egg and i were really quite bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_02561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_02561.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and we thought this restaurant sign was quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_02581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_02581.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"the gig was great, do you want to come and sit with us?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, no thanks. HAHA HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jk&lt;/strong&gt; wow thanks! that's really sweet of you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my girl :: the temptations.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114071229506475444?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114071229506475444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114071229506475444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/02/okay-hi-oasis-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114036713289385969</id><published>2006-02-20T02:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T04:23:08.683+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i live for the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really starting to like church quite a bit now. i don't know why, but i just enjoy it. :) russ and i met dang after that for lunch at billy bomber's. where she took this photo in which we look quite daft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01761.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so we walked around for a while, then came home and indulged in a long siesta.&lt;br /&gt;night saw us at the olive tree, for ben's birthday dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry you look so odd here dude, but it's my only photo of you!&lt;/strong&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01821.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i had fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;any time the ngs and ongs are together, havoc of some sort ensues. &lt;strong&gt;"boxers and wallets are actually very similar. they both hold your valuables!"&lt;/strong&gt; haha. and oh we spotted this waiter who looked like a superhot version of &lt;em&gt;someone.&lt;/em&gt; dang and i both did double takes when we saw him! it was pretty hilarious, especially since he actually caught us sneaking sporadic peeks at him throughout dinner.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. we bummed in the lounge for a while after dinner and basically partook of what will be our last photowhoring session for some time. dang's leaving on wednesday morning! :( considering that she's the first person i call when i need someone to keep me entertained, i'm really quite sad. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0186.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0186.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh, and russ ordered the singapore sling. i tried it, and have come to the conclusion that it's one of the few alcoholic drinks that i like! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0188.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay i'm tired, good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wen&lt;/strong&gt; just load your photos into photobucket or something, then copy and paste from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt; yeah i know! i'm really blessed. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be the girl :: aslyn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let me be the girl that you can count on to rock your world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114036713289385969?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114036713289385969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114036713289385969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-live-for-weekends.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114028082339946274</id><published>2006-02-19T02:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T22:30:53.060+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>talk about poignant.&lt;br /&gt;brokeback mountain made me cry. a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"tell you what. the truth is, sometimes i miss you so much i can hardly stand it."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/brokeback1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/brokeback1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hell, i don't blame heath ledger. if i were stuck up on a mountain with jake gyllenhaal and a whole bunch of sheep, WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really like jake, don't you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/jake%20gyllenhaal3.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/jake%20gyllenhaal3.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ever the same :: rob thomas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114028082339946274?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114028082339946274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114028082339946274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/02/talk-about-poignant.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-114009462440349218</id><published>2006-02-16T23:49:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T00:05:33.493+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay for kevin. :)&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad he works near me, now there'll be someone to keep me entertained between 1-2pm every weekday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i was seriously reconsidering what i want to do with my life (that's what happens when you have 8 hours to do nothing but think), and i thought talking to him would help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAN WAS I WRONG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "now i'm not sure what i want to do."&lt;br /&gt;kevin: "aiyah, you're a girl, just marry a rich man."&lt;br /&gt;-pause-&lt;br /&gt;kevin: "eh, START NOW. hello, your office is full of lawyers!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hadn't thought of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esh he reast&lt;/strong&gt; i iss ou oo. nd ou're amn etarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll be :: edwin mccain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the strands in your eyes that colour them wonderful;&lt;br /&gt;stop me and steal my breath.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-114009462440349218?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114009462440349218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/114009462440349218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/02/yay-for-kevin.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113992439486922197</id><published>2006-02-15T01:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T00:04:05.500+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i broke the fall with my face! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day two of the law fair today, then met ed and bummed in his room for a while. he tried to impress me with his stupid card tricks and i tried to piss some professor dude off. haha and we watched movie trailers. doogal! for some reason i find that hilarious. :) went off to holland village after that to walk around. gosh i miss that place. i remember how, when swensen's had their topless five promotion, us 1d girls used to cab there, wolf down the icecream, then rush back in time for class. that was back when we were in the mount sinai campus. good times. :)&lt;br /&gt;yeah so anyway. edwin is stupid. &lt;strong&gt;red indian red indian red indian!&lt;/strong&gt; he doesn't know a good thing when he sees it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01651.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"i can see right through the cloth!"&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i'm really happy now.&lt;br /&gt;i came home and went into my room, and saw THIS on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;russ got it for me! &lt;strong&gt;i love my brother. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mentioned last week that the only thing i wanted was a sunflower, but i can't believe he actually remembered that. suh-&lt;em&gt;weet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01731.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all you need is love :: lynden david hall.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm watching love actually now, you see. :) for only about the millionth time. haha. jamie (colin firth) and aurelia are really damn perfect together!&lt;br /&gt;"beautiful aurelia, i've come here with a view of asking you to marriage me. i knows i seems an insane person - because i hardly knows you - but sometimes things are so transparency, they don't need evidential proof."&lt;br /&gt;cute. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113992439486922197?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113992439486922197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113992439486922197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-broke-fall-with-my-face-day-two-of.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113984081273303217</id><published>2006-02-14T01:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T00:02:55.946+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the law fair at nus was a nice way to ease myself into the work week. :)&lt;br /&gt;i'm going again tomorrow! yay. it was really quite fun because the lawyers at wongp aren't in the least bit pretentious or patronizing. and with a relaxed environment like today, they're &lt;em&gt;hilarious&lt;/em&gt;. each firm has these gimmicks that they give out to potential pupils, but there's this unspoken barter trade system where all the lawyers swap items. so it was preeeeetty amusing to watch all these senior lawyers run around trying to get the radio dolls from drew &amp; napier (which was the choice item for today.) i got two! haha smitha wanted me to get some loot for her, so i had to be shameless and approach lawyers from other firms who i didn't know. and aye it was surprisingly quite enjoyable okay. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. they basically told me to run off and enjoy myself since i wasn't in the office. :) so i met &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; fake student for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01611.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01611.5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nus is really freakin huge man. we went to some place called munchie monkey, with soooooperdoooooper comfy sofas, and a huge screen programmed to mtv. and get this. &lt;strong&gt;edwin has never heard my humps!&lt;/strong&gt; haha he's really funny. &lt;em&gt;turkish hats, being a grade 'a' wuss, and uncovering dv's secret past.&lt;/em&gt; he cracks me up no end. oh, and when normal people don't want their photo taken, they cover their faces with their hands. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oya i almost forgot. i bumped into shaun lee today. i think the last time i saw him was back in ssc! in other words, &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he knows THE DRAIN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky bugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in walks you :: tim james.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in walks you;&lt;br /&gt;and you make me feel like everything's okay,&lt;br /&gt;like everything's gonna go my way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113984081273303217?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113984081273303217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113984081273303217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/02/law-fair-at-nus-was-nice-way-to-ease.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113966991365862400</id><published>2006-02-12T01:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T03:00:14.070+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's nothing like retail therapy after a shitty week to make you feel better. :)&lt;br /&gt;went shopping with my misunderstood babe today. she's lost weight! and finally, we had a much-needed catching up session. man i've missed the rj people.&lt;br /&gt;(sidenote: i bought oh-so-pretty j &amp; company jeans today, and &lt;strong&gt;i am HAPPY.&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokay anyway. it was quite funny because we were about as contrasting as they come! which was exacerbated by the fact that i looked even more laidback than normal today. gold headband, ae guys' trucker cap. tube and boho skirt, layered tank tops and jeans. gold slippers, white havaianas. yeah, we're &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; different. as li said, it's already quite a huge feat for me to wear colours. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01601.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and this is random, but i hate how singaporeans in general just shove their way onto the mrt. um hello, do you by any chance have iqs of about 5?! passengers are supposed to alight &lt;em&gt;first,&lt;/em&gt; nimrods! it kind of makes it easier for you as well, if you would only stop to think. what dingbats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chin up, woman.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;champagne supernova :: oasis.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113966991365862400?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113966991365862400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113966991365862400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/02/theres-nothing-like-retail-therapy.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113957786185327395</id><published>2006-02-11T00:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T03:07:21.173+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this has been my daily staple for the past week.&lt;br /&gt;it perks me up, keeps me warm and makes me happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0154.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dang and clem came to hang out with me during my lunch break today.&lt;br /&gt;i swear they keep me sane. &lt;strong&gt;thank goodness for people who have nothing better to do!&lt;/strong&gt; haha. although they're horrid, really. they encouraged me to sneak off to town and not go back to the office. amanda, &lt;em&gt;dutiful daughter my foot!&lt;/em&gt; haha. the drain didn't make an appearance at starbucks today, so clem couldn't laugh at my taste. but all's well, because i saw him &lt;em&gt;twice&lt;/em&gt; back at the office. HA. i was rewarded for being good. :)&lt;br /&gt;(bad codename bad codename bad codename!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, clement says i've been taking screwed-up photos of him. hence the presence of his hand. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0156.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"oh my gosh. you don't look like tiffany."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-clem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note.&lt;br /&gt;everyone, please be nice to russ.&lt;br /&gt;he's sad. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your body is a wonderland :: john mayer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113957786185327395?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113957786185327395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113957786185327395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-has-been-my-daily-staple-for-past.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113950025574384280</id><published>2006-02-10T02:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T02:50:55.760+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>work's getting better;&lt;br /&gt;turning red is my forte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hello&lt;/strong&gt; yeah i want to. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dang&lt;/strong&gt; cute right! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're so damn hot :: ok go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sighhhhh.&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113950025574384280?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113950025574384280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113950025574384280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/02/works-getting-better-turning-red-is-my.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113931969678987162</id><published>2006-02-08T00:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T01:03:01.686+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;work sucks, i know. :/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i get there, i count the minutes until lunch break. after lunch break, i count the minutes until 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. it's waaaaay more boring than the first time i was there. because the insipidly bland but cute one is now in corporate, and the not so cute but incredibly funny one is hidden in some corner of litigation. so there's no more gazing for me. :/ oh, and melvin and vanessa are gone! :( they were SO nice to me when i was last there.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway. i was stuck at my desk again, alternating between staring into space and trying to digest the contents of some family law book, when i came across this.&lt;br /&gt;"the law only requires a husband to maintain his wife both during marriage and after its termination. &lt;strong&gt;no husband, however needy, can obtain an order from court that his wife, however able, be required to maintain him.&lt;/strong&gt; this is so during marriage as well as after its termination."&lt;br /&gt;yeah i thought that was pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND. i love dang A LOT because she really made my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01481.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;russ: "so how was work?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "terrible."&lt;br /&gt;russ: "well i think your day just got better!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and he brandished these boxes of dunkin donuts which dang got for us from bangkok.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01501.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU AMANDANG! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01511.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lurker&lt;/strong&gt; there's a photo shop at adelphi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;banana pancakes :: jack johnson.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113931969678987162?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113931969678987162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113931969678987162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/02/work-sucks-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113905468149707504</id><published>2006-02-05T00:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T00:51:48.746+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;hello, i am asian and proud of it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fearless is &lt;em&gt;beyond&lt;/em&gt; cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;at first i only wanted to catch the movie because jay wrote huo yuan jia for it, and we all know that &lt;strong&gt;anything pertaining to jay is GOOD.&lt;/strong&gt; except patty hou. but yeah, it turned out great. and my friend with privileges agreed. haha no i'm kidding, that's just what was emblazoned on his tee. oh and we both think the jap fighter is damn cool! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01331.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;let's see, we also&lt;br /&gt;-plotted to share umbrellas with strangers;&lt;br /&gt;-laughed at this group of guys who had pink and blue eyeshadow on, and were dressed in midrff-baring tops;&lt;br /&gt;-watched people suffer the ignominy of having to do flag day;&lt;br /&gt;-and stole pink balloons from the chingay preparations.&lt;br /&gt;we're quite productive, eh? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i got my holga shots developed today and i'm happyyyyy! man, it's &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; becoming an addiction with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the building with colourful windows on hill street.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took this with a slow shutter. i like this photo a lot! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01351.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;double exposure plus a red tint equals scary clemmie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01381.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;paris! my adorable neighbour.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the light leaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_013621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_013621.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;passerby&lt;/strong&gt; you can get it at kino. along with various other lomocams. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you belong to me :: jason wade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113905468149707504?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113905468149707504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113905468149707504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/02/hello-i-am-asian-and-proud-of-it.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113880293193271744</id><published>2006-02-02T01:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T00:50:26.540+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>starbucks with terence (the self-proclaimed possessor of sexy legs) just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01281.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;had to pass him his guess tee and seven cds full of KEWL songs which i burnt for him. we talked a lotttttt of shit and took a lottttt of photos.  bumming at its best. :) he isn't too perturbed by his hair (or lack thereof) though. which was mildly surprising. i've always wondered why the government doesn't seem to understand how unflattering ns haircuts are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01271.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ter was damn triggerhappy! he needs to get out more. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01231.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;his "artistic" shot of my antipesto cheese muck. which actually tasted pretty good! i'm dicovering new frontiers man. :) and oh, you can see my bsb concert tee. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01211.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lurker&lt;/strong&gt; nope. i'm interning at wong partnership, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uni&lt;/strong&gt; i spelt your name properly! haha. and i misssss youuuuu tooooo. :/ we really should go back to rj one day and stone in the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;huo yuan jia :: JAY!&lt;/strong&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/10619075-113880293193271744?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113880293193271744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113880293193271744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/02/starbucks-with-terence-self-proclaimed.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113871909733852749</id><published>2006-02-01T01:49:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T00:49:09.800+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hung out with my long-lost pal &lt;font color="silver"&gt;clemmie&lt;/font&gt; today! :)&lt;br /&gt;i haven't seen him since mk's christmas party. which was a longgggg time ago.&lt;br /&gt;dinner at marche, and shopping after that. tangs was like our happy hunting ground. :) industrie industrie industrie! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0116.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i also managed to catch two of my babes in town just now! kesh the breast and miss ngoi. :) poured out my grievances to keshIA for a while before they both had to leave. oh well, i'll be going for mambo with them tomorrow, so it's all good. i really have to meet up with all my friends before my law internship starts next week man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and this is &lt;font color="silver"&gt;marcus.&lt;/font&gt; with a cap on. which he refused to take off. because he is BALD. heehee. poor old ns boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01141.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos. cny goodies are my bane. :/&lt;br /&gt;i have been eating myself &lt;em&gt;sick.&lt;/em&gt; and i mean that literally. thank goodness i've stopped coughing. pineapple tarts and those tiny springroll-like thingies with prawn mush in them are just too good to refuse, and anyway it's only once a year! i tend to lose all forms of self-control when confronted with the aforementioned types of food. the bad news is that i haven't run in eons, and i need an exercise regime SOON. gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i really do enjoy speaking my mind.&lt;br /&gt;it's like a disease with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;american psycho :: treble charger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113871909733852749?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113871909733852749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113871909733852749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/01/hung-out-with-my-long-lost-pal-clemmie.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113854465802410566</id><published>2006-01-30T01:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T00:47:06.950+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;you just gotta love angpao season! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is &lt;font color="silver"&gt;cian,&lt;/font&gt; and he's my amazingly gorgeous five year old cousin. :) he's probably the cutest relative i have. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0111.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he wore this chinese outfit today. quite the poster boy for pan-asians. :) plus, he pronounces 'three' as 'fwee'. how adorable is that! haha i'm really infatuated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0113.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh, i might be teaching him how to swim next week! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;worn me down :: rachael yamagata.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113854465802410566?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113854465802410566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113854465802410566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/01/you-just-gotta-love-angpao-season-this.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113836740443655084</id><published>2006-01-28T00:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T00:52:44.646+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shots from my clunky plastic camera. :)&lt;br /&gt;which i have been lugging around &lt;em&gt;just in case&lt;/em&gt; an aesthetically-pleasing opportunity presents itself to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a double exposure of &lt;font color="silver"&gt;russ.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01111.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01111.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with &lt;font color="silver"&gt;jed;&lt;/font&gt; triple exposure! this was actually a mistake, because i forgot to wind the film. haha. but it turned out cool, and i would totally love it if not for the fact that i am grinning like a moron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_011211.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_011211.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;free loop :: daniel powter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'cause it's hard for me to lose;&lt;br /&gt;in my life i've found only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;and i will figure out that we can,&lt;br /&gt;baby we can do a one night stand, yeah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113836740443655084?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113836740443655084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113836740443655084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/01/shots-from-my-clunky-plastic-camera.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113820734660742493</id><published>2006-01-26T02:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T00:55:44.090+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my off the beaten path mission is going fine. :)&lt;br /&gt;i went to nus and chinatown today haha. i decided to spare edwin the trauma of having to endure my inner tourist, which explains the lack of photos in my camera now.&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos. nus is &lt;em&gt;huge&lt;/em&gt; man. we had to take a freakin bus from the engineering block to the hostel! and edwin is such a kid, he has tons of those random videos in his com. beatboxing, breakdancing and whatnot. ah okay i do have to admit that it's pretty entertaining though. haha. we bummed there for a while then left for chinatown in search of FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01061.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01061.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh, i like the paint job on this shophouse! and a lot of the other shophouses too, actually. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01071.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01071.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay applaud me please, i tried the oyster omelette thingy for the first time! and it's really good. edwin's so appalled that i'm such a suaku. we alternated between that and pineapple tarts, until i decided to be smart and try one of those turkish icecreams. the stupid man did some funny action and i just stood there trying to get the icecream from him AND HE DIDN'T GIVE IT TO ME. plus, a crowd actually formed. thanks man. and when i got it in the end, &lt;strong&gt;it tasted like chewy plastic. :/&lt;/strong&gt; so edwin had to finish it haha. let this serve as a warning to whoever might be intending to try turkish icecream. &lt;strong&gt;DON'T.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinatown got too crowded after that so we left for raffles city (i know, an unusual choice, but i'm beginning to shun town), where we just sat and had the most random conversation &lt;em&gt;ever.&lt;/em&gt; pretty enjoyable, really. slacking can be very entertaining. and edwin can really make laugh! :) which kind of reminds me of hadri (i know, this is very out-of-point). but i've just realised that i haven't talked to hadri for reeeeeeeeeally long and i miss him! &lt;strong&gt;HADRI WHERE ARE YOU.&lt;/strong&gt; we haven't dissected enid blyton in eons! and i haven't heard any of your canteen songs for too damn longggggg. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think;&lt;br /&gt;i should roam singapore more often. it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the first single :: the format.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh i love this song! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113820734660742493?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113820734660742493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113820734660742493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-off-beaten-path-mission-is-going.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113816484441320126</id><published>2006-01-25T15:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T17:36:11.236+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. please excuse me while i scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_00841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_00841.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FREAKIN LOVE THE BACKSTREET BOYS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesyes i know i'm such a groupie. but it was the first band i ever listened to, so i will &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; love them. along with the spice girls. haha.&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the concert was excellent. :)&lt;/strong&gt; dang and i thought we'd just sit there and sing along but by the end, we were shrieking along with the rest of the crowd. hey don't judge me, the bsb are damn charismatic okay! even though nick's chubby now. haha i remember how he used to be the little one with the floppy hair, and he was just &lt;em&gt;adorable.&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay picture time!&lt;br /&gt;we are two very ebullient groupies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_98941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_98941.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;check out all the lightsticks and handphone lights. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_01001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_01001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i reeeeally like their outfits! very spiffy indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_00601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_00601.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well whaddaya know. nick can play the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_00181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_00181.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..and kevin can play the piano. i think they look sweet here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_00921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_00921.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;heehee. typical boyband move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/155_55321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/155_55321.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE DON'T GO! :(&lt;/strong&gt; stay, and serenade me every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_002711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_002711.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drowning :: the backstreet boys.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113816484441320126?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113816484441320126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113816484441320126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/01/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113793783041986618</id><published>2006-01-23T00:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T15:52:14.446+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nothing denigrative to say about jed today. :)&lt;br /&gt;i picked out really&lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; nice jeans for him at inhabit! i could be his personal shopper. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_98861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_98861.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i like the tweed pattern, it's pretty!&lt;br /&gt;and oh, i want &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bag. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we roamed fareast after that, and mr elliot ong was surprised that there actually were some nice threads there. &lt;font color="orange"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;booger nights! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; oh, and he found everything he ever wanted in life at 2001. haha. played with my holga at starbucks and gossiped a bit, then headed home. good company, good day. and oh i tried the ramly burger for the first time! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_9889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_9889.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i thought the sticker outside 2001 was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_98841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_98841.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on another note, &lt;strong&gt;RODDICK HAS BEEN KNOCKED OUT OF THE AUSTRALIAN OPEN.&lt;/strong&gt; it's a travesty, that's what it is. sushma, whywhywhywhywhy! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/andyroddick1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/andyroddick1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lookit how &lt;em&gt;yummy&lt;/em&gt; he is. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mfeo :: jack's mannequin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113793783041986618?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113793783041986618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113793783041986618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/01/nothing-denigrative-to-say-about-jed.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113752591321174320</id><published>2006-01-18T06:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T06:46:29.296+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is so random, but &lt;strong&gt;the brady bunch is &lt;em&gt;incredibly&lt;/em&gt; ludicrous!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am frankly very appalled that my parents used to watch it as religiously as i watch friends. :/ i cracked up laughing when i saw it while channel-surfing just now.&lt;br /&gt;especially the part where the brady dad came home and saw that all his kids were tied up to the stair railings, and a guy posing as the brady mum's ex-husband had stolen a priceless antique from their house and kidnapped her, leaving for hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brady kids: "dad! mum's been taken away to hawaii!"&lt;br /&gt;brady dad: "okay! we have to rescue her! we're going to hawaii!"&lt;br /&gt;brady kids: "OH! WE'RE GOING TO HAWAII! YAY!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and then they proceed to dress up in flowery outfits and sing and dance on the plane, while the dad looks on proudly. um hi, the matriach of your stupid clan is missing, morons!&lt;br /&gt;i know, very dotdotdot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, today is my boyfriend's birthday. :)&lt;br /&gt;isn't he adorable? haha. &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAY.&lt;/strong&gt; you know i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/jaychou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/jaychou.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;benkee&lt;/strong&gt; russ says you're a faggot. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;forever :: jason fioto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113752591321174320?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113752591321174320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113752591321174320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-is-so-random-but-brady-bunch-is.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113733634840169359</id><published>2006-01-16T01:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T17:40:50.430+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ace lunch today!&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty good fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;there were happy people doing the limbo (and sucking so bad at it), like &lt;font color="silver"&gt;russ.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/DSCN03421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/DSCN03421.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and &lt;font color="silver"&gt;cheng xun.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/DSCN03411.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/DSCN03411.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and &lt;font color="silver"&gt;jerome.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/DSCN03431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/DSCN03431.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heehee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were also long-lost people like &lt;font color="silver"&gt;desmond&lt;/font&gt; (who this photo really doesn't do justice to!),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/DSCN035221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/DSCN035221.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and &lt;font color="silver"&gt;kimberline,&lt;/font&gt; my supercute little girl who also does ballet!&lt;/font&gt; okay i know that there's an abundance of exclamation marks here but i'm in a fairly ebullient mood. good company tends to have that effect on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/DSCN03471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/DSCN03471.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oya, check out my fcuk skirt! (there goes an exclamation mark again.) i'm so proud of myself because today was the first time &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; that i didn't wear denim out. :) see lianne? i've started to wear colours okay! (and another one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/DSCN03551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/DSCN03551.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to town after that with dang and ben since i wanted to get memoirs of a geisha and an organiser, and dang wanted to get makeup. i couldn't find a geisha book &lt;em&gt;without&lt;/em&gt; zhang ziyi on the cover! grr. for some reason, i hate buying books which have movie covers. &lt;strong&gt;i'm weird that way.&lt;/strong&gt; ho hum. we bummed around after that (which seems to be the only thing that i do nowadays), and an incident with a littering &lt;em&gt;imbecile&lt;/em&gt; resulted in ben agreeing with the general consensus that one day, i shall piss someone off so bad that he/she will kill me. haha. and oh congratulate me, I HAVE MADE A MAKEUP BREAKTHROUGH! &lt;font color="pink"&gt;i bought diorshow mascara.&lt;/font&gt; which is my one and only makeup item bought on impulse. yay me. but but but. the incredibly retarded  salesgirl gave me brown mascara even after i specifically asked for black, and i almost had an epileptic fit on the way home after i discovered her error. so i called her and she said, "oh, i gave you brown because there was no more black." and i said, "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME." but i was very, very civil towards her (which is an attitude one should always adopt towards a salesperson, because if not, people in the service sector will use the consumers' lack of politeness to excuse their &lt;strong&gt;DEPLORABLE AND LAMENTABLE SERVICE&lt;/strong&gt;), and she said that she'd exchange it for me. &lt;strong&gt;which goes to show that my good pr skills have saved the day yet again.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;yeah right. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay it's ben promotion time. &lt;strong&gt;just a note to all the girls out there. benjamin ng kee guan is an incredibly wonderful guy because he can withstand makeup shopping with two very fickle girls WITHOUT WHINING AT ALL&lt;/strong&gt;. and when you ask him which colour looks better on you, he doesn't say, "whichever one la." he actually offers an opinion! &lt;em&gt;see ben? i am good to you.&lt;/em&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="silver"&gt;benkee,&lt;/font&gt; outside wheelock. isn't this photo nice? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/DSCN03571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/DSCN03571.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;total eclipse of the heart :: nikki french.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113733634840169359?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113733634840169359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113733634840169359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/01/ace-lunch-today-it-was-pretty-good-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113725948071923926</id><published>2006-01-15T04:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T04:25:47.766+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have succumbed to the lure of online shopping.&lt;br /&gt;byebye 200 usd, hello abercrombie&amp;fitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; materialistic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo. neubronner called today and we talked for a while. which was good, seeing how he said he was initially scared that i'd shout at him once i heard his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how will i know :: whitney houston.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113725948071923926?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113725948071923926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113725948071923926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-have-succumbed-to-lure-of-online.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113716952752434410</id><published>2006-01-14T03:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T04:49:11.166+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"actually if i didn't know it was human meat, i would eat it."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha a head scratcher from jed. who has a very in-your-face mooks tee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_46561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_46561.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh and dang imparted her words of wisdom to me too. &lt;strong&gt;"eh tiffy, you'd better go learn the exact lyrics of the backstreet boys song. then if the camera pans in on us, we won't malu ourselves."&lt;/strong&gt; haha anyway. i think i've passed on my stalking capabilities to her. she's so &lt;em&gt;skilled&lt;/em&gt; now. this is the first time we've agreed on one. too bad for jed; he bears the brunt of our inane comments (like what our kids' names will be) and thinks we're both nuts. haha. oh and i am so sick of town! jed and i decided that we wanted to go to chinatown at 10pm, but dang was too LAZY. so much for spontaneity. :/ but oh well, i have declared next week &lt;font color="silver"&gt;the ulu week.&lt;/font&gt; we shall roam the streets of china town AND arab street (where jed wants to go smoke his shisha pipe) and, more importantly, &lt;strong&gt;both of them shall come to the EAST to hang out with ME. :)&lt;/strong&gt; then we can bum at the cheesecake cafe, and partake of the fantastic spicy ramen at megumi! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_46571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_46571.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh, and whatever happened to the bubble tea fad? haha. i had a sudden craving for bubble tea just now so we had to hunt all over the place for it. i remember how we always used to go over to toa payoh central during nag and school nats to get our bubble tea fix. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_46601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_46601.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to your heart :: roxette.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you can't tell, i am very into 80s pop now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113716952752434410?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113716952752434410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113716952752434410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/01/actually-if-i-didnt-know-it-was-human.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113701229554883998</id><published>2006-01-12T07:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T07:55:50.903+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got back from zoukkkkk!&lt;br /&gt;mambo is so me. and chuin agrees. :) i could totally live without all the r&amp;b and whatnot, but i absolutely adore 80s pop! it's so cheesy and happy, you just gotta love it man. and the actions are freakin fun to do. :) dang and i were devastated for quite a while though, because the kofz wasn't there. oh well. at least i made some new friends, so it wasn't a total loss. and &lt;strong&gt;james' friend drank a flaming lamborghini for us to see! coolio. :)&lt;/strong&gt; haha sorry, i'm an alcohol virgin and stupid things like this get me excited. cabbed home after that, and the driver was the nicest one i have ever come across i tell you. he was genuinely friendly and told me i should take care of myself by drinking herbal soup. haha. then when i paid him, i told him to keep the change since he was really damn nice to me and anyway it's got to suck, having to drive some stranger (who stinks of smoke, i might add) home at 3am, but he was like, "no, you're a student, it's okay." i mean, encountering people like him really just make my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i have fulfilled my new year's resolution.&lt;br /&gt;i need a new one. i think i should domesticate myself.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i shall learn how to cook! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ghostbusters :: ray packer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's something strange in the neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;who you gonna call?&lt;br /&gt;GHOSTBUSTERS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113701229554883998?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113701229554883998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113701229554883998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-got-back-from-zoukkkkk-mambo-is.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113690708650379086</id><published>2006-01-11T02:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T02:35:32.470+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out with jed today.&lt;br /&gt;ohymgosh. &lt;strong&gt;WE. LOVE. JEANS.&lt;/strong&gt; we went everywhere looking at all the prettypretty jeans. i think the ones from j &amp; company are ooooooober nice! :) jed liked some hugeass ones from blackjack which looked so fubu-esque. haha. oh, and the dressing room at inhabit is damnnnnnn cool. and i sound like i'm in a nice happy mood now, which i actually am, because i saw TWO knockouts today. of course, tiffany's knockout equals someone who everyone else thinks is a fugly dood. but nevermind. i'm still happy. jed, we're going back to see them on friday, y'hear? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great big shoutouts go out to &lt;strong&gt;chuin, sush and marn!&lt;/strong&gt; hello babes. i haven't seen all of you in eons, thanks for dropping by! sush, how's india man. chuin and marn, i'll be going for mambo on wednesday(!!) surprise surprise. look out for me okay? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness, i almost forgot! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="silver"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY OONIE! YOU'RE NINETEEN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love in the first degree :: bananarama.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113690708650379086?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113690708650379086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113690708650379086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/01/went-out-with-jed-today.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113664468934127519</id><published>2006-01-08T01:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T04:44:41.010+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've finally thought of a new year's resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, dang and i are going to watch the backstreet boys in concert!&lt;br /&gt;not-so-cheap thrill, but such is the life of a closet groupie. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/bsb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/bsb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let the music heal your soul :: bravo all stars.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113664468934127519?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113664468934127519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113664468934127519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/01/ive-finally-thought-of-new-years.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113661424412474648</id><published>2006-01-07T17:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T04:45:14.293+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay. going out yesterday relieved the monotony of my newly-assumed role as a couch potato. dang, kesh and i went to watch elizabethtown at j8, and i didn't really get the premise of the show. but hey, i'm a sucker for movies with photography, scrapbooks and road trips, so it was okay for me. :) and besides, i absolutely love kirsten dunst. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we headed to rj for o-night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss rj. :/&lt;/strong&gt; i saw just after 6703768769 years and gave him a poptart. got to keep our angel/mortal thing alive man. :) oh, russell's og mates were dressed as greeks minus the r. geeks. he looked freakin hilarious! too bad he was totally averse to my camera. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay on to the higlight of my day. &lt;strong&gt;we had a tiny sparkler party! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we really like sparklers a lot man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0526.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;maxine helped us take this. i think she was pretty amused at how free we are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0532.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="silver"&gt;kesh&lt;/font&gt; looks like she's enjoying herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0524.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so i was talking to russ on the way home, and he's really enjoying rj. he's finally seen the light! haha. i'm glad he likes it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;carrrie&lt;/strong&gt; does your name really have 3 r's? cool. haha. um you just load your photos into flickr.com, then copy and paste the url into your template. i hope that explanation makes sense. it's kinda hard to explain it here, sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;call me :: spagna.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113661424412474648?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113661424412474648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113661424412474648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/01/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113636574589397355</id><published>2006-01-04T06:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T15:55:50.516+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright, i'm in the terminal stage of rotting at home in the early hours of the morning, so i shall jump on the bandwagon and talk about 2005. which i already miss. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it was a pretty good year for me despite the as because i got closer to some people who were only acquaintances before. like &lt;strong&gt;DANG!&lt;/strong&gt; who is now one of my best friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;there's just so much to say about her. i've known her since i was sec 2 but only got really close to her during sanya last year. and of course the us trip. rooming with her twice in the same year really cemented our friendship. all those superlong late-night convos. what is it about 2am that makes you want to bare your soul to someone else? i'm glad that the fact that she's studying in melbourne and is away for so much of the year hasn't made us drift apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/DSCN018311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/DSCN018311.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so yup, that's one ng down. now for &lt;strong&gt;ben.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd always thought he was this quiet guy. until he got close to russell. hidden depths man, hidden depths. :) hanging out in the ng/ong clique has opened my eyes to what goes on in ben's psyche, although i still can't understand his fascination for his happy trail. haha. oh and between him and jerome, they managed to make a killer daidi player out of me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_05171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_05171.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on to &lt;strong&gt;jerome.&lt;/strong&gt; the little kid in the sexy six, with not a drop of pretentious blood in him. which is precisely why i like him. most of our interaction throughout the year comprised of him telling me to train, and making fun of my slacking skills. besides that, we both love peanut butter and anything pertaining to it. he was marcus' rollercoaster partner in the us and i guess that was when we really hit it off. oh, and he let me polish off his whole bag of m&amp;ms for breakfast. you just gotta love this guy. :) despite the fact that he kept telling me i looked like an idiot when this photo was taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_02852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_02852.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay let's see, what else happened in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;oh, i made up my feud with kesh. :) which cracks us up now whenever we think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"you're going there to flirt right?"&lt;br /&gt;"FUCK YOU."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;it was also the year i could finally quit swimming. which i will be forever thankful for. :)&lt;br /&gt;and oh i made some good friends among the juniors. my mortal just, who is incredibly, incredibly nice. although subtlety is not something that he's blessed with. :/ zul, one of the funniest people ever, and whose handphone we abused. :) and sara, who has yet to return me my sportsbra. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho hum, i have a sudden urge to go to sleep now so i can't think of anything more. nostalgia's over, goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tears and rain :: james blunt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113636574589397355?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113636574589397355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113636574589397355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/01/alright-im-in-terminal-stage-of.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113621840590819949</id><published>2006-01-03T03:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T17:42:47.596+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"NO, DON'T FLUSH THE TOILET!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shouted in unison by russ, ben, and jerome. :)&lt;br /&gt;they did an andrew and gathered the piss. which is an unhygienic but amusing practice better left not described.&lt;br /&gt;asshole daidi is the best game ever invented. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really envy all the j ones starting orientation tomorrow. lucky shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;take a chance on me :: bc jean carlson.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113621840590819949?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113621840590819949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113621840590819949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/01/no-dont-flush-toilet-shouted-in-unison.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113605931848471764</id><published>2006-01-01T07:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T07:12:18.400+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a big hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_00021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_00021.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to 2006!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_00051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_00051.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy new year everyone. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_00082.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_00082.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;got my mind set on you :: george harrison.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113605931848471764?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113605931848471764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113605931848471764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2006/01/big-hello-to-2006-happy-new-year_01.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113565042355490509</id><published>2005-12-27T13:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T07:11:38.936+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;san francisco.&lt;/strong&gt; the golden gate bridge. union square. fisherman's wharf. &lt;strong&gt;coolio hats!&lt;/strong&gt; sunroofs and moonroofs. sensual and sexual. mastication and masturbation. monterey. carmel. catching up on 3 months of shopping deprivation at gilroy. &lt;strong&gt;stoofu, lg, ty, lol, zzz and dotdotdot.&lt;/strong&gt; russell's and ben's incredibly gay spongebob and patrick 'best friends' bands. karaoke sessions on the bus. &lt;strong&gt;gorgeous california sunsets.&lt;/strong&gt; yosemite national park. uber cold weather with ZERO humidity. &lt;strong&gt;vegas!&lt;/strong&gt; pretty lights everywhere. &lt;strong&gt;krispy kreme.&lt;/strong&gt; the stratosphere. &lt;strong&gt;hot abercrombie and hollister salespeople.&lt;/strong&gt; m&amp;ms world. &lt;strong&gt;unleashing the inner bengs and lians in us by playing ddr every night. :)&lt;/strong&gt; the grand canyon. going to the jacuzzi and sauna in &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; inappropriate gear. :) &lt;strong&gt;standing almost stark naked outside and steaming up the -4 degree air.&lt;/strong&gt; the london bridge at lake havasu. "ben, your bird flew away!" suzy's zoo. rose tattoos. &lt;strong&gt;los angeles!&lt;/strong&gt; the cheesecake factory. speed-shopping at ontario mills. cinnabon. marcoose and josh. being forced to watch the exorcist. universal studios. jakejakejake! ben&amp;jerry's. :) candy apples. hollywood boulevard. &lt;strong&gt;DISNEYLAND!&lt;/strong&gt; eating churros every single day. &lt;strong&gt;"nzca!"&lt;/strong&gt; mickey mouse pretzels. fireworks. the carousel. roses from russ, ben, jerome and marc. :) my cool pink cowboy hat. &lt;strong&gt;california adventure.&lt;/strong&gt; candy floss. &lt;strong&gt;queueing for more than an hour to pose for a sexy six photo on the water ride. :)&lt;/strong&gt; learning how to play signal and, more importantly, daidi! sea world. shamu and baby shamu. ben being shat on by a seagull. &lt;strong&gt;ben and russ being shat on by a seagull.&lt;/strong&gt; (yup, ben got bombed &lt;em&gt;twice.&lt;/em&gt; lucky dude.) fortune cookies which really don't make sense. christmas cards. south park. &lt;strong&gt;writing 'merry christmas' on every possible body part of russell, ben and jerome wile they were sleeping. :)&lt;/strong&gt; eggnog icecream from baskin robbins. dang's 120 crayola package. shouting 'merry christmas' to everyone on the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5269/408/320/148_4896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5269/408/320/148_4896.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOMEONE PLEASE BRING ME BACK TO THE STATES NOW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cryin' :: aerosmith.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new favourite song. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113565042355490509?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113565042355490509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113565042355490509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2005/12/san-francisco.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113398654313360055</id><published>2005-12-08T07:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T07:09:06.626+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay prom wasn't all that bad. :)&lt;br /&gt;not having to worry about messing up my hair or makeup has its merits, since i could just run around and be a photowhore. which is fun. :) and oh, i have &lt;em&gt;incredibly&lt;/em&gt; hot friends i tell you. li and kesh and chuin and oonie and marns and mel all looked insanely gorgeous. fwar. and all the guys looked so spiffy in their suits! haha.&lt;br /&gt;postprom at dxo was tiring though. i absolutely loathe dancing in heels and my feet were dyingggggg. but it was quite cool to see practically the whole j2 batch there, so yeah. oh yes, i almost forgot. &lt;strong&gt;happy eighteenth birthday marns!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i think i shall unleash my photos now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yo, we do it retard style.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="silver"&gt;kesh, li and me.&lt;/font&gt; haha i really like this photo!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_00641.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_00641.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay, this is hilarious. that's keshia's bra that &lt;font color="silver"&gt;smriti&lt;/font&gt; is wearing, by the way.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_00321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_00321.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="silver"&gt;kesh and i&lt;/font&gt; are &lt;em&gt;damn cool.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_00431.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_00431.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;passing on the puffy power to puss and kevin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they both look so adorable. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_00221.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_00221.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_00271.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_00271.3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the let's-be-relatively-sane moments.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with &lt;font color="silver"&gt;the 2ao1d dudes.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_00081.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_00081.4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with &lt;font color="silver"&gt;smriti and kesh.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_00041.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_00041.3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with &lt;font color="silver"&gt;oonie and chuin.&lt;/font&gt; they're what i go to school for. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_00071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_00071.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indulging in our fetishes for christmas trees and pretty lights.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with &lt;font color="silver"&gt;zul.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0054111.9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0054111.9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and &lt;font color="silver"&gt;kesh.&lt;/font&gt; haha we kinda look like cookies and cream together.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_00581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_00581.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dxo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with &lt;font color="silver"&gt;lianne&lt;/font&gt; on the dancefloor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_00761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_00761.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a happy &lt;font color="silver"&gt;marcus.&lt;/font&gt; he looks so cute! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_00801.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_00801.4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;through the years :: kenny rogers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out that this was the song that was playing at the start of prom, which for some reason almost made me cry. and now i reeeeeeally don't want to leave rj. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the sweetest days i've found with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113398654313360055?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113398654313360055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113398654313360055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2005/12/okay-prom-wasnt-all-that-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113388770375745467</id><published>2005-12-07T03:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T03:48:23.776+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my life is mundane.&lt;br /&gt;very, very mundane. it's prom tomorrow, no wait, today, and there is not a glimmer of excitement from me. it's overrateddddddddd and i didn't get &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; new for it. not gonna do hair or makeup either. ho hum. i think my disinterest can be attributed to the fact that &lt;strong&gt;I CAN'T FRIGGIN WAIT TO LEAVE FOR THE USA (!!!!!!!!)&lt;/strong&gt; and this sentiment overrides all feelings summoned up by other social events. as oonie would say, dinosaur voice. two more days two more days two more days. we'll be off to san francisco, vegas, los angeles, and hopefully santa monica. two and a half weeks with russ and dang and ben and joel and marcus and the rest, yo. :) i think i might just die of anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't stop believin' :: journey.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113388770375745467?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113388770375745467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113388770375745467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-life-is-mundane.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113310563146300238</id><published>2005-11-28T02:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T07:10:35.496+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dinner at marche with the rest of the people below. as usual the guys were like, "shortest in front shortest in front!" so yes. guess where i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_05051.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_05051.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;have i mentioned that all vague attempts at preserving our sanity dissolve when we come into contact with one another. haha just look at &lt;font color="silver"&gt;marcus.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_05062.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_05062.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and &lt;font color="silver"&gt;clement.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0507.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0507.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i am totally in the mood for christmas, decorations are up everywhere and it's all so preedee! especially the hanging lights. hanging lights are my thing. i've always liked the ones outside paragon. and the hugeass tree! :) oh that's &lt;font color="silver"&gt;russ and joshua&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;they were trying to flag a cab from the side of the road. and they actually succeeded okay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaqi: "you're never gonna get a cab from there!"&lt;br /&gt;me: "ya i know but they obviously don't know that."&lt;br /&gt;them: "we've got one we've got one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0514.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0514.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nine million bicycles :: katie melua.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the &lt;em&gt;absolute dumbest song ever!&lt;/em&gt; marcus was singing it just now and this is how it goes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there are nine million bicycles &lt;strong&gt;in beijing&lt;/strong&gt; (!!);&lt;br /&gt;that's a fact.&lt;br /&gt;it's a thing we can't deny,&lt;br /&gt;like the fact that i will love you till i die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello?! where is the connection?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113310563146300238?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113310563146300238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113310563146300238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2005/11/dinner-at-marche-with-rest-of-people.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113307693504098066</id><published>2005-11-27T18:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T18:41:44.100+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THIS MUST BE THE CHEAPEST THRILL EVER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were at ssc just now and had nothing better to do, so marcus attempted to get the mutated piglet out of the machine in the arcade. he succeeded after about FIVE tries. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0474.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i did something very cool in church today and left russell stupefied. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que me quedes tu :: shakira.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113307693504098066?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113307693504098066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113307693504098066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-must-be-cheapest-thrill-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10619075.post-113295005049905982</id><published>2005-11-26T07:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T08:17:11.070+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so. chinablack.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't have to get inebriated to have fun. :) although i did have to dance barefoot because &lt;strong&gt;HEELS SUCK.&lt;/strong&gt; how cool of me. haha i don't care what kesh says, i'm wearing my havaianas next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0331.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the &lt;font color="silver"&gt;discoball&lt;/font&gt; is pretty. i like it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_03291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_03291.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="silver"&gt;shake, shshshake that ass girl.&lt;/font&gt; even the girl with a bio s paper on monday. coughcough&lt;em&gt;liannengoi&lt;/em&gt;coughcough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/31.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="silver"&gt;kesh&lt;/font&gt; is lucky, but useless. coughcough&lt;em&gt;bluestripes&lt;/em&gt;coughcough. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/1600/IMG_0332.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1392/172/320/IMG_0332.3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disco inferno :: 50 cent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10619075-113295005049905982?l=tunaphish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113295005049905982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10619075/posts/default/113295005049905982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunaphish.blogspot.com/2005/11/so.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffany is still 18 years old</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
