_____________________king kong, and new hamster!
Friday, December 30, 2005 ; 12:07 PM

caught King Kong with sister and david on boxing day at yishun. it's so sad me and my sis teared. haha my sis was worse, she sobbed so loud.

and and and, david bought me a hamster for my xmas present! whee. (: it's a male, and it looks just like cheeboo. same breed as him if i'm not wrong. yellow pudding winter white! it doesn't bite, thankfully. i still haven't thought of the name.. will post up pics of it soon.

oh i forgot to mention, i've been posted to millenia toh tuck science course for first 3 months. it's freaking far but i'm fine with it cos bartley's campus doesn't have science. i'll prolly die taking arts. ha. some ogl called me, mom answered the call cos i was out, and she said the guy couldn't talk properly! :O that's like, not good. he told her i'm in clan alcore group 1 and i've to report at 7.15 on the 3rd. that's like, so early! that's the time i usually leave my house to go to school on my dad's car. -.- and now by that time i've to be in jurong, by bus.

yay!! thanks to noven i can play videos on my ipod now! downloaded Finding Nemo and it's damn clear.. just like a micro sized apple laptop. :DDDD

went to get a diary yesterday at town in borders. was supposed to meet adeline at about 2, then we dragged to 3, then to 4, and ended up meeting only at 6pm cos both were lazy to leave the house. haha wadahell. oh oh, was gonna cross the road from wheelock to lido when this jeep didn't stop much in time and roared to a halt a little too front and of course brought attention to the crowd crossing. me and adeline were right infront of that car and stared in. and the driver in that jeep was christopher lee. haha. fann wong was beside him. hmmm.

anyway gotta go meet my primary school friend in town now. we're gonna catch Family Stone! and i'm gonna be late. tah.

replies.
beryl: hellooo. thanks hahaa i'm still having a bad cough! >: ( you take care too!
adeline: yeah, told ya what happened alr. :( hugg.
toi: i'll post up pics of it soon!
noven: yay! thank you!!!! :DDDD

xoxo -

Y Y Y Y Y



_____________________another perfect day ;
; 11:26 AM

i'm holding on waiting for your call
it's simple but i can't explain this
i'm sinking down i feel like i could die
i'm falling off i don't know why

i still believe it when you say
it's another perfect day, another perfect day
i still believe it when you say
it's another perfect day, another perfect day

so i might try to leave it all behind
i know tommorow's not so bright now
i'll say goodbye cause nothing good can last
you wear and figured no where fast
and today i don't know how too keep it all inside
but i guess i'll let it slide

today i don't know why
i thought that it was real
but i guess it's no big deal

i don't know how
i don't know how to let it slide ;

xoxo -

Y Y Y Y Y



_____________________gotham, cheeboo lost :(
Monday, December 26, 2005 ; 11:03 AM

2nd day of christmas.

happy boxing day! i'm now like rotting at home the day after christmas. zzz.

alrighty. left my phone in taka's toilet by accident on thursday and like 2 mins after i found out i had lost my phone i ran back to find it but it was already gone! the freaking fat lady that went into the cubicle after me took it lah, i assume. cus zell tried calling the phone immediately but it was already switched off. bitch. i hope she gets back what she deserves.

hmm. club @ gotham on the 22nd (right after losing my phone) with zelly bf and sham. my sister was surprisingly nice cos she lent me her SMU identification card. everyone said i do look like her in the card, which is quite a sad thing. haha. nahh. anyway, sham went home cos of some stuffs. yep. the bouncers were super strict, it was scary when you could feel their eyes observe and compare every inch and mark on your face with the one on the ic. even zell's friends who were 17 could not get in. clarence and his friends had a hard time trying to get in, but in the end at about 2am they just walked in and the bouncers didn't even asked for their ic. right! met jacob aka joseph aka nicole there. yep, she was a bung when i first knew her but a straight now. haven't seen her for ages and i kinda miss her. she and her group of friends were funny!

23rd, working as usual. reached home only at like 1 to 2 am.. wanted to play with my hamsters when i discovered cheeboo's cage open and cheeboo missing. yes. and my maid (she's new) forgot to close the back garden door, so it's like double the trouble! if the back door was closed, cheeboo would have escaped only to places still inside my house. but cos the door was opened, he would've ran out to the back garden and fell into the drain or get eaten by the birds or something! :( i seriously don't know how i can forgive my maid for that. she offered to buy me a new one. but c'mon, it's not the money i'm sad about. it's the hamster. cheeboo is like irreplaceable. like what my sis said, how many hamsters can i find who doesn't ever bite or nibble your hands no matter what you do to it, and who climbs so much. he was a climber, and a good one. :(







CHEEBOO, COME HOME SOON. :'(

24th, worked, nothing much happened. just that i learnt how crazy my manager is. lmao. and rushed home for christmas dinner gathering with my family and relatives. food was like greeaatt. had like sushi platter and turkey and pizza etc.

on christmas day! nothing much happened actually. family went out to watch Chronicals of Narnia at GV Great world city. the show was quite cool and nice, but not very fantastic. edmund's cute! haha. had dinner at commonwealth. some fish noodles. yum yum.

anyway, i've alot of shows in mind to catch! there's so many good ones coming out in may 2006! wooo. okay. i'm having a cold and a sore throat now. >:( nothing else to update about. till then!

replies.
merelda: thanks! :DD
glynis: yup yup! pick a day to go out! thanks. merry xmas to youu too!

xoxo -

Y Y Y Y Y



_____________________merry xmas
Sunday, December 25, 2005 ; 10:08 PM

MERRY CHRISTMAS ! :D

not in the mood to update now.. sooo...
will be back to update soon.

xoxo -

Y Y Y Y Y



_____________________CHINABLACK!
Tuesday, December 20, 2005 ; 6:54 PM

haven't been blogging for quite some time.
i'm finally sweet sixteen! thanks for all the wishes. :) okay the guys celebrated it for me on friday during the stayover at nat's house. had some mini carnival (really mini), and had an oreo cheesecake birthday cake! plus steamboat! it's nice to be able to just sit down in a circle eating and talking. lol. anyways. there's still things i wanna get by the new year!
-iPod Video
-Levis 593 jeans
-That brownish green crumpler bag
-The Adidas slim cut shoe

Flicks at Chinablack yesterday. worked morning shift first so went home and then to toi's house first before going there.. reached bout 10pm and there was already a huugggee crowd of teens. ooh music was good! there was [pink's get the party started/ just like a pill], [madonna's hung up], [black eyed peas' my humps], [britney and madonna's me against the music], [gwen stefani's can i have it like that/ rich girl/ hollaback girl], [nelly's hot in here], [kelis' milkshake], [jamelia's superstar], [linkin park's numb], [jlo's get right].. and much more. i can't think of any other music nice enough to dance to other than those that were played last night! besides britney's toxic which wasn't played. nat and nic went off at about half past midnight, and toi went off at about 2am. sham and friends went off about 2 plus.

qi and i stayed all the way till it was over. it was fun laa, just being retarded and dancing like freaks the whole night. we still enjoyed ourselves. qi and i went up to the centre stage cos there was space. it was much better up there cos got more air ventilation please. and 3 golden haired monkeys started dancing with us. didn't see their faces until the whole thing was over. eek. one even had a short ponytail. wth. qi and i danced facing each other, and one danced behind qi, one behind me. they started joining both their hands around us and we were practically squashed up. after awhile we went back to the seats for a rest and never went back up the stage. lol. i've got a blister near my toe! stupid heels. so we decided to go barefooted.

but it was overall nice luh! the mood was there and all. too bad there weren't alcohol. after that, we cabbed off, qi went home while i went to toi's house. not long later we just went to sleep. supa tired after clubbing.

we both woke up at like 1pm.. found out something terribly sad. :( of course toi is more affected, but seeing it makes me sad too. went to paragon to hand in a photocopy of our ic to the supervisor.. oh i didn't mention, i'm not a giftwrapper anymore. got changed to a starcard ambassador. i think it's more fun la. ha. 31 cards applied on my first day for morning shift.

my knee joints and thighs hurt. >:( i don't know why. either rhumetism (whatever the spelling is!) for bathing late at night and sleeping immediately with the air-con on, or muscle cramps from i don't know what physically straneous thing i did last night. :/ grr.

the holidays are coming to an end! :(

A hundred days had made me older
since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lights had made me colder
and I don't think I can look at this the same
But all the miles had separate
They disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face

I'm here without you baby
but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
and I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby
but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight it's only you and me

The miles just keep rolling
as the people either way to say hello
I hear this life is overrated
but I hope it gets better as we go
And tonight it's only you and me

Everything I know, and anywhere I go
it gets hard but it won't take away my love
And when the last one falls
when it's all said and done
it get hard but it won't take away my love ;

xoxo -

Y Y Y Y Y



_____________________ipod video! :)
Tuesday, December 13, 2005 ; 11:09 PM

falala. check this out!


cool eh? no it's not burger made of bread and cucumbers and all. the "bread" is made of some cake, the "tomatoes" are made of strawberry slices, "cucumbers" made of kiwi slices, the "white cabbage" is made of vanilla ice cream, and the "beef" is made of chocolate icecream! dad ordered it for dessert. so cool!

ANYWAY, i've got iPod Video! parents got it for me but i feel so bad making them pay, and i made them go all over just to search for the lowest prices of iPod video. Dad was so sweet, he woke up in the morning just to fetch me to all the way to jurong east to see the creative sales that was going on, however there were so many ppl we decided to just go off. went to places like IT funan, sim lim square and some electronic shop in liang court. i feel damn bad! :( cos my parents were so sweet, so i've insisted on paying more than half the price of the ipod. i should stop angering them.



viewing photos are freakin clear, like one on a computer screen (though it isn't shown so in the photos cos i used my phone camera to take those). but the batt runs out super fast laa.. >:( can use up in just one day.
it's totally cool but i'm still having problems adding videos! noven, HELP! yayy. now left two other stuffs i needa get by end of december. that newmaleurban bag which has quite an ugly price of more than $100 (but i still love it) and that adidas slim cut shoe!

tomorrow all of us are staying over at nat's house as a substitute of our "chalet" cos the chalets were fully booked i think. i can so imagine how fun it'll be! woolaahs.
oh yeah, i forgot to mention, they bought a new comp, HP brand.. speed's like so much faster than the old one.

i just realised the holidays are coming to an end. i kinda miss studying. ohmygosh.

I'm staring out at the sky
Praying he will walk in my life
Where is the man of my dreams?
I'll wait forever, how silly it seems
How does he laugh, how does he cry
Whats the colour of his eyes
Does he even realize I'm here?
Where is he, where is he, where is he
Where is this beautiful guy
Who is he, who is he
Who's going to take me so high?


replies.
sham: still not able to tag? i know you miss me hahaha. but we just saw each other today! okay okay see you tmr anyways!
sheryl: yes yes after february. yup! ask me out soon please. lol!
kim: prom was alright! think i've told you the highlight in my testi on friendster already. you baddie, you didn't come cos you went to see the seagames! :(
van: you need photoshop or paintshop! then it's easy! how do i teach you in here? lol.
xiuxiannn: hahaha my here also lah! what's worse than wrapping a bicycle! i'll visit you soon if i can! :D visit us too!
jace: hmmm i think i saw some tampines gift-wrappers leh. haha what's your role? like gift-wrapper or cashier or starcard ambassador or ..
noven: oh my mama thanks for the advice. after reading it i knew i kind of wanted ipod video already, upon hearing an opinion from a ipod vid user. heh. anyway, i tagged more crap on your board.
glynis: work is okay! heh. yes please. we've been saying we must go out since my first prelims i think!

xoxo -

Y Y Y Y Y



_____________________bicycle wrapping? omg.
Friday, December 09, 2005 ; 2:33 PM

I'm off today! work has been kinda alright. me and qi were asked to go to suntec's toysrus for gift-wrapping training on wed morning, and my gosh la suntec's toysrus is like so freaking huge! 0.o it's almost the same size as the one at forum's. the training was normal lah, quite stupid actually cos we didn't learn much. but it was cool cos razali (our trainer) was funny. i tell you, we've received the weirdest things to be wrapped. the weirdest including a bicycle. who on earth wraps a bicycle! they're taking advantage of our free gift-wrapping kindness. tsk! haha but it was a cool experience la, next time can look back at laugh at it. check out the ugly looking bicycle package me and sham wrapped. LOL


the shot halfway while wrapping. ha!

i can so conclude singaporeans are the stingiest things ever. just cos we provide free wrapping service, typical singaporean mothers take that for granted. one demanded for 10 sheets of wrapping paper (which can wrap 10 big boxes), when they only bought let's say, 3 to 4 SMALL items. we give them 6 sheets, they ask why we are so stingy with the papers. like, goodness, we're providing you with the wrapping sheets for FREE already even with the smallest purchase, how many stores in singapore do that! so why are you still asking for more! and there's a donation box for the cancer children in singapore, the people who donate there are mostly the caucasians and japanese mothers. some put in ten dollar notes or even fifty dollar notes. singaporean mothers are quite disappointing. we put the donation box next to the gift-wrapping counter actually with a motive. we're telling the customers like, hey we're offering free wrapping service, and in turn we hope you donate any amount to the cancer children fund. we help you, you help the kids, amnd any amount will do. i guess the message isn't brought across to everyone.

woooleeeelooo. okay i don't know why i'm complaining. haha. but overall the work is fun. quite challenging especially when there's a queue for gift-wrapping. lol.

gonna go out with my mom later to isetan! there's a sale going on starting from today. haha.. typical us. then dad will be meeting us and we'll all go to funan IT mall to see the mp3s.. might buy it there. sigh. iPOD nano or iPOD video?! wanted the video all along but come to think of it, i don't think i need videos in my mp3.. and it's almost twice the price of nano. but there's many complaints that nano's screen scartches easily blahblahblah. in such a dilemma. i like both!! >:(

replies.
van: yeah i think i know how to. =)
glynis: haha thanks. i don't really think so though. haha. yeah the book is nice. hoho!

xoxo -

Y Y Y Y Y



_____________________You're not a wave, you're part of the ocean :)
Tuesday, December 06, 2005 ; 5:19 PM

"I heard a nice little story the other day," Morrie says. He closes his eyes for a moment and I wait.
"Okay. The story is about a little wave, bobbing along in the ocean, having a grand old time. He's enjoying the wind and the fresh air-- until he notices the other wavs in front of him, crashing against the shore.
"'My God, this is terrible,' the wave says. 'Look what's going to happen to me!'
"Then along comes another wave. its sees the first wave, looking grim, and it says to him, 'Why do you look so sad?'
"The first wave says, 'You don't understand! We're all going to crash! All of us waves are going to be nothing! Isn't it terrible?'
"The second waves says, 'No, you don't understand. You're not a wave, you're part of the ocean.'"
I smile. Morrie closes his eyes again.
"part of the ocean," he says, "part of the ocean." I watch him breathe, in and out, in and out.

xoxo -

Y Y Y Y Y



_____________________Tuesdays With Morrie. Trust.
; 4:33 PM

It is my junior year, 1978, when disco and Rocky movies are the cultural rage. We are in an unusual sociology class at Brandeis, something Morrie calls "Group Process". Each week we study the ways in which students in the group interact with one another, how they respond to anger, jealousy, attention.

On this day, Morrie says he has an exercise for us to try. We are to stand, facing away from our classmates, and fall backward, relying on another student to catch us. Most of us are uncomfortable with this, and we cannot let go for more than a few inches before stopping ourselves. We laugh in embarassment.

Finally, one student, a thin, quiet, dark-haired girl whom I notice almost always wears bulky white fisherman sweaters, crosses her arms over her chest, closes her eyes, leans back, and does not flinch, like one of those Lipton tea commercials whre the model splashes into the pool.

For a moment, I am sure she is going to thump on the floor. At the last instant, her assigned partner grabs her head and shoulders and yanks her up harshly.

"Whoa!" several students yell. Some clap.

Morrie finally smiles.

"You see," he says to the girl, "you closed your eyes. That was the difference. Sometimes you cannot believe what you see, you have to believe what you feel. And if you are ever going to have other people trust you, you must feel that you can trust them, too-- even when you're in the dark. Even when you're falling."

xoxo -

Y Y Y Y Y



_____________________Tuesdays With Morrie. Lesson #8; Money
; 3:41 PM

eighth lesson with Morrie.
We Talk About Money.

(those who haven't read Tuesdays With Morrie, basically Morrie is the author's late teacher. Morrie was an old man, and he was about to die. The author visited Morrie during his last days of his life and learnt many valuable lessons from Morrie.)

I held up the newspaper so that Morrie could see it:
I DON'T WANT MY TOMBSTONE TO READ "I NEVER OWNED A NETWORK."

Morrie laughed, then shook his head. Would he really be crying over owning a network?

"It's all part of the same problem, Mitch," Morrie said. "we put our values in the wrong things. And it leads to very disillusioned lives. I think we should talk about that.

"We've got a form of brainwashing going on in our country," Morrie sighed. "Do you know how they brainwash people? They repeat something over and over. And that's what we do in this country. Owning things is good. More money is good. More property is good. More commercialism is good. More is good. More is good. We repeat it-- and have it repeated to us-- over and over until nobody bothers to even think otherwise. The average person is so fogged up by all this, he has no perspective on what's really important anymore.

"Wherever I went in my life, I met people wanting to gobble up something new. Gobble up a new car. Gobble up a new piece of property. Gobble up the latest toy. And then they wanted to tell you about it. 'Guess what I got? Guess what I got?'

"You know how I always interrupt that? These were people so hungry for love that they were accepting substitutes. They were embracing material things and expecting a sort of hug back. But it never works. You can't substitute for tenderness, and power is not a substitute for tenderness. I can tell you, as I'm sitting here dying, when you most need it, neither money nor power will give you the feeling you're looking for, no matter how much of them you have.

"There's a big confusion in the country over what we want versus what we need," Morrie said. "You need food, you want a chocolate sundae. You have to be honest with yourself. You don't need the latest sports car, you don't need the biggest house.

"The truth is, you don't get satisfaction from those things. You know what really gives you satisfaction?"

What?

"Offering others what you have to give."

You sound like a Boy Scout.

"I don't mean money, Mitch. I mean your time. Your concern. Your storytelling. It's not so hard. There's a senior centre that opened near there. Dozens of elderly people come there every day. If you're a young man or young woman and you have a skill, you are asked to come and teach it. This is how you start to get respect, by offering something that you have.

"There are plenty of places to do this. You don't need to have a big talent. There are lonely people in hospitals and shelters who only want some companionship. You play cards with a lonely older man and you find new respect for yourself, because you are needed.

"Remember what I said about finding a meaningful life? I wrote it down, but now I can recite it: Devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community around you, and devote yourself to creating something that gives you a purpose and meaning.

"You notice," he added, grinning, "there's nothing in there about a salary."

There was a smokescreen. Morrie made that obvious.

"Mitch, if you're trying to show off for people at the top, forget it. They will look down at you anyhow. And if you're trying to show off for people at the bottom, forget it. They will only envy you. Status will get you nowhere. Only an open heart will allow you to float equally between everyone."

He paused, then looked at me. "I'm dying, right?"

Yes.

"Why do you think it's so important for me to hear other people's problems? Don't I have enough pain and suffering of my own?

"Of course I do. But giving to other people is what makes me feel alive. Not my car or my house. Not what I look like in the mirror. When I give my time, when I can make someone smile after they were feeling sad, it's as close to healthy as I ever feel.

"Do the kinds of things that come from the heart. When you do, you won't be dissatisfied, you won't be envious, you won't be longing for somebody else's things. On the contrary, you'll be overwhelmed with what comes back."

xoxo -

Y Y Y Y Y



_____________________working.
Sunday, December 04, 2005 ; 2:27 PM

Maybe I'm amazed at the way you love me all the time
Maybe I'm afraid of the way I love you
Maybe I'm amazed at the way you pulled me out of time
and hung me on a line
Maybe I'm amazed at the way I really need you

Maybe I'm a girl and maybe I'm a lonely girl
who's in the middle of something
that she doesn't really understand

Maybe I'm a girl and maybe you're the only man
who could ever help me
Baby, won't you help me understand

Maybe I'm a girl and maybe I'm a lonely girl
who's in the middle of something
that she doesn't really understand

Maybe I'm a girl and maybe you're the only man
who could ever help me
Baby, won't you help me understand

Maybe I'm amazed at the way you're with me all the time
Maybe I'm afraid of the way I leave you
Maybe I'm amazed at the way you help me sing my song
Right me when I'm wrong
Maybe I'm amazed at the way I really need you


work yesterday was kinda slack but i was tired all along. cos of thursday's work, i slept the whole day on friday by friday night i was so awake i couldn't sleep a wink! only managed to sleep at 5am.. and i had to wake up on saturday morning at 8am for work again so i got only like 3 hours of sleep. work was more fun cos i gift-wrapped and it gives me a sense of accomplishment. but quite stressful especially when the customer is staring at your every single move wrapping their presents. haha to think of it, i don't usually wrap presents so it was quite nerve-wrecking.
i only reached home at 1am yesterday! nic, adeline and i walked over to the mrt only to hear "the last train going towards marina bay has just departed." BLAHS. so took to bishan and got my parents to send us home.

xoxo -

Y Y Y Y Y



_____________________graduation night! dumb chicken little movie.
Friday, December 02, 2005 ; 9:07 PM

grad night photos --> HERE!

not much in the mood for blogging these days.
anyway here's a quick update.

tuesday was grad night! at shangri-la rasa sentosa.. started off the morning meeting the rest (sham, toi, sheila, ninny, nic, qi, becky) to catch Harry Potter at ps.. like finally we watched it. i think it was sort of the most draggy episode of the whole Harry Potter series. but it was still nice la. after the show, we separated ways. qi, beryl and sham went to sentosa to check into our hotels while the others went to do up their hair and make-up. i went home to get my stuffs and money from mom who just came home, cos mom wasnt around in the morning, so of course i didn't have money to get me through the night.

met qi, sham and beryl at the hotel itself and we did our own make up and stuff. in the evening we went over to this function room or some sort where the grad night event was held! food was all right but all of us were more distracted taking pictures instead of eating. then halfway during the meals every class went up to stage to receive soem small token and they played the individual class videos that we made just after our prelims ended. then the form teachers went up to say a speech for their own classes. mr tan was so sweet he sang 'tong hua'. haha but the lyrics were changed. awwww. so touching.

after that food came again, then we presented the best dressed person from each class to select the overall best dressed girl. after which food continued an ended and we took more pictures. then 9 of us went back to the hotel and kinda lazed around already. wanted to catch the sunrise at 4am but i think we all were to tired to wake up. it's quite sad, tuesday was the second last time the sec 4 2005 cohort's gonna be gathered together.. of course, the last time's gonna be in february next year, and i think it wouldn't be a very memorable last time? poot. okay i shall not think about it!

wednesday evening watched caught the sneak preview of chicken little at lido with keith. so lame! it was kinda funny. i liked the pig, the fish and the orange alien! but chicken little was such a loser. the story was quite lame and the show was quite short.

yesterday was the first day at toysrus. i worked full shift and i was so tired i slept through almost the whole day today. goodness. haha i reached there at 9am and only left the place at 11pm.. thankfully sham and nic came for afternoon shift later on.. and i was hell bored lah, actually sat at the redemption counter doing almost nothing. don't know why i was so tired also anyway. i was so so bored i actually harmonised with the christmas songs playing in the store. oh my. and they kept replaying the 6 songs again and again and again. hoh.
tomorrow, nic and i full shift again. okay.

replies.
peishan: haha i did. hmmm i hope so hahaha
jace: haha forever one lah you. okay you tc too!
beverley: haha did you submit your pae form? me too. i want to go but i'm not sure! to play and all. haha.
glynis: hello! we haven't gone out when we said we will. LOL.
sham: SHAMMY MUMMY! you didn't msg me about today! haha but i slept the whole day though. lol.

xoxo -

Y Y Y Y Y




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