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Monday, August 28, 2006 7:43 PM   It's NOT bloody, it's just the Char Siew Sauce. =D7:34 PM The Answer to The Kar Vinci Code is... PEANUT BUTTER!!! Can you see the link now? Hee! 
Sunday, August 27, 2006 3:06 PM lep‧re‧chaun [lep-ruh-kawn, -kon] –noun Irish Folklore.
Word History: Nothing seems more Irish than the leprechaun; yet hiding within the word leprechaun is a word from another language entirely. If we look back beyond Modern Irish Gaelic luprachán and Middle Irish luchrupán to Old Irish luchorpán, we can see the connection. Luchorpán is a compound of Old Irish lú, meaning “small,” and the Old Irish word corp, “body.” Corp is borrowed from Latin corpus (which we know from habeas corpus). Here is a piece of evidence attesting to the deep influence of Church Latin on the Irish language. Although the word is old in Irish it is fairly new in English, being first recorded in 1604. Hmmm. Something I've found out while searching for words at www.dictionary.com. That is a very good website, with dictionary, theasurus, encylopedia etc. Saturday, August 26, 2006 3:55 PM  Do you know what it is? =DOh it's supposed to be red, due to the flashing, it turned out orange.
Monday, August 21, 2006 8:54 PM Alright people, with the increasing amplitudes of CODES, such as Da Vinci code, JA Vinci code and etc. Being the modern-est, trendiest, and on-nest ME, how can I not be part of the fame? [What I mean is the RISING TREND ;)] Karen, is nonetheless, the most creative and unexpectedly brilliant girl. So, she don't use WORDS, she used SYMBOLS! TRY THIS: ujftzy gzyyjw Something that she loves. Anybody knows? ;) Tuesday, August 15, 2006 10:27 PM Hey people! Listen up! This is a very useful piece of advice for people who can't tahan that urge. Yes, that urge which always erupts in you at the wrong timing. The scenerios:
The problem: But you can't do it publicly! It's too obscene!! The solution: So how?! I know it happens to everybody, including me. But we can't always have to endure through this kind of torture. We'll get internal bleeding!! We has to find a solution, to free the urge, to release our pee!!Therefore, being such a genius in this a little too sophisticated world, I had come up with a perfect solution! Well, when you're urgent in wanting to pee, just do vigourous activities that make your metabolism rate goes up. They are like frenching, sexing, shaking, running about etc. In this way, you perspire. As a result, you pee through your sweat! Conclusion: Ain't I a genius? =D Monday, August 14, 2006 3:58 PM There are so many things to be done, so much to catch up, so much to be taken. Can I endure through this? The results of O lvl Mother Tongue left me thinking. What if I can't get distinction for the chinese again? What if I can't get distinctions for the sciences? What if I screwed up my English papers and just barely make it through? Or even failed it? What if I failed my piano exams? What if what if, what if these situations do appear? And I screwed it all up? What do I do? Then, I'll be letting a lot of people down. Ultimately, I'll be letting my mum down. Sigh. Thanks pw, for your hug to end the sch hours. I need it. It makes me feel less heavy. But still, I think I'll need a breathing tube. Sunday, August 13, 2006 5:39 PM Just 2 nights before the release of O level Mother Tongue Examination results, I had a bad dream- about both Andre and I receiving a B3. On Fridae, just when Miss Yew said, "Andre, B3 Distinction." Everybody turned their head to me. Karen? Then, when it was MY turn, she announced, "Karen, B3 Merit" Now, the dream had come TRUE. =( Thursday, August 10, 2006 12:26 AM  Alright. Managed to pool some people to go watch fireworks with me this evening. I was so excited and hypered up as finally I could immerse in the National atmosphere to enjoy the only worth watching celebration - fireworks.I had dragged along Edwin, Taariq and TengKiat. So we made our way there and found a very suitable spot. So while waiting, we were taking some shots.  At one point of time, I was trying to take the brightly lit up buildings across the river. But I heard the guys were laughing and mumbling something. So when I'm finished, they told me that those blangas infront of me were posing nicely, trying to fit into my picture! True enough, when I looked back at the picture I had took, they were seated with elegance posture. =X
After much crapping, we had finally made our way to Cartel at Marina Square. Edwin had some Southern chicken thing which h
After dinner, we played Zhong Ji Mi Ma. So we added all our leftover into a small bowl, and seasoned with all types of sauces, water, cheese etc. The loser will have to eat which was required during that round of game. That bowl of thing was damn disgusting, with Edwin's leftover chicken SKIN, Taariq's coleslaw, my lemon slices and fried potato~! Everything that was left on our plate were thrown together. Ewws!
Sunday, August 06, 2006 7:44 AM       Friday, August 04, 2006 11:32 PM Let me share with you this friend that I had met when I was in Secondary 1. He was a super huge guy yeah. I knew him through some netball frenlies years back. After the frenly, somehow he was in my msn contact. We barely knew each other, except for our existence in school. All along, I had mistaken him as the guy that I had a crush on. But he was not! Only after some time then did I realised that he was my crush's friend. So embarassing alrite! But till now, I still hadn't told him about it =P He was the one that teaches me more about life. As he had a more messy family background, he would usually confide in me and from there, I learnt to be more appreciative of everything. We shared jokes and sorrow too. That was how, I don't know, that he became my crush. Haha. However, at that point of time, he liked another girl. We still talked and stuff, but slowly my infatuation for him had faded away and I only treated him as a big brother. Coincidentally or is it fated I don't know, he confessed to me that he likes me. After his confession, being an immature girl, I would find excuses to prevent any form of communication between us. No matter what, after his graduation, we're still in contact. Although our relationship is not as close as before and we had hardly spoken to each other, I'm glad that he still confides in me as a sister when he needed someone. And I know that whenever I need someone to talk to, I'll always have this big brother to lean on. It's really nice to receive greeting messages on your way home alone in the night. They just make you smile foolishly at your phone screen, no matter how bad your day was. Cause I know there's someone who cares =) Thursday, August 03, 2006 6:45 PM  Keith Weller / USDA It is considered a disaster to consume chocolate in the tropics as most chocolate melts between the temperature of 25 to 33 degree Celsius. Yet, it is a contradictory as these are the places where most of the cocoa is produced.
Wanna try? =D For more information please check out the article: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/13860331/ Wednesday, August 02, 2006 3:05 PM Today during English lesson, Ms Yew gave us this oral conversation topic. And I realised that Bimbo and I had the same childhood dream!! Us: "We wanna be cashiers! Those from supermarkets!" Ms Yew: "WHY?!" Us: "Because, we thought that those money is ours. =P" Ms Yew: "Such materialistic girls."  
Tuesday, August 01, 2006 8:06 PM Alrite. Edwin asked me if I wanna go dinner with him since he had no dinner at home. So I agreed to it since it'd been such a long time I hadn't seen him in action. Yes, I missed the way he eat. Because that makes me forget about Mel's way of savouring the every bit of her food- be it the sugar, salt, sesame, flour etc. I'll just die watching her to eat. On the other hand, Edwin eats like there's NO tomorrow. It's not that he was hungry but that was just his speed of consuming the food. Okay, back to what I was saying, we had dinner yea and later Taariq joined us. So we had a little chat and were laughing in our own world. Then, as we still had several packets of Garlic Chilli left, he was attempting to open them. Not by tearing the slit, but squeezing them so the sauce would spurt! Taariq and me were shocked at his action and were terrific too! So we told him NOT to as it would really burst. Yet he was stubborn and insisted, well, he failed his attempts of course as it was really rather hard to burst the thing. So even when we were chatting, he was still at his attempts to burst that damn packet of chili which he hates the smell. He had even used his teeth!! Just when we were talking about some girl, there came the flow of chili sauce across me, and onto Taariq's shirt. There he was, sitting across me, beaming from ear to ear. Showing his palm splattered with Garlic Chilli, triumph was stamped onto his face that showed no eyes but rows of teeth. |
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