<?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-700259691427065461</id><updated>2011-07-08T20:48:25.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lv's Two Cents</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iscreamcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700259691427065461/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iscreamcrap.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hema.lv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16366247436499347211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700259691427065461.post-2605258245548919483</id><published>2009-07-18T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:36:49.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#10- so......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;okay, okay i noe i said i'm not gonna start blogging till 1st of august... but hey, i have a few mins to spare, so y not ay.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have nothing much to write... so i'm juz gonna put up a picture that i like, so that if the pic were to ever disappear from my external, i can always look back n find it here =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700259691427065461.post-6296252991153231930</id><published>2009-07-09T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T00:02:02.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#9 =)</title><content type='html'>the cynic shall blog again.... after a million years, i opened this page, despite the fact my head should be glued to a book on the count that exams r next week... well, i read some stuff i've written in the past... realised, as lazy as i am, jotting down my memories brings back smiles i've long lost....&lt;div&gt;SO, i will officially start reblogging on the 1st of august, 1st year will be over by then, n i have lots, lots i say, to share...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;WATCH OUT, THE CYNIC IS BACK....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700259691427065461.post-8826903195320917431</id><published>2008-09-23T11:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T12:41:45.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#8 Indo Indo Indo!!!</title><content type='html'>finally i shall get down to bussiness, BLoGGIN BOUT INDONESIA. i'm currently sitting in a tutorial room waiting for lecture to start, suppose to b studyin since i'm returnin to m'sia o sat, but screw it, decided to blog instead, will make up for it tonite...&lt;br /&gt;okie, here's the scoop ya, 1st day was not all it was cracked up to be, my flight wuz at 2.30pm, so my family left home bout 12.00 noon, headed to the airport, throughout the whole car ride i got lovely smses from my mates bidding me farewell, oddly none of the clan other than dawn called me to say bye bye, at that pt, i knew they were gonna show up at the airport(lovely friends i have). then arrived at the airport n waited for my agent, at that point i had my 1st encounter wif my batchmates from the same agent... there was Willam Yap, Navaneethan and Mageswari(nice ppl, really nice, no i take it back, mages is nice, the other 2, u shall understand later as i unfold the rest of my life in jogja)..&lt;br /&gt;true enough my friends showed up at the airport. I was kinda shocked to c so many ppl, more shockin, justin brought his lovely girlfriend, so nice of him to finally intro us(thats wat good friends do k).  we ate, laughed, took loads of pics, chit chatted, all this while my dad waited in line to check me n him in... heheh, sorry daddy... newayz, it was a teary goodbye on my mother's end, i was numb, so i didn cry. we did manage to steal in a few more shots juz as i was bout to enter boarding area. sorry mummy, i love u, but somethings juz doesnt get me tearing.&lt;br /&gt;apparently after i left, my mum triggered a chain reaction n made shee wuee cry. After that, i entered the boarding area, lugging my extremely overweight baggage, due to excessive packin(lets juz say the size of my luggages scared the boys n made mages happy that she didn have the biggest bag). thank god my dad came along to indo. it was my 1st time in LCCT so i was kinda shocked to c how simple the boarding area looked, while waiting to board the 4 of us introed ourselves to each other, while my dad took his time to slaughter my agents with his anger due to their poor management skills. it was kinda weird in the beginning coz i was the only one hu had a parent chaperone whilst the others were on their own.... fine, my dad is overprotective!!!NUFF SAID...&lt;br /&gt;okie, it was a tiring 2.30hour plane ride(my 1st time on air asia). sat seperated from the rest on the plane, coz its on 1st come 1st served basis, but i'm sure every1 else in m'sia knew bout this b4 me... JOGJAKARTA, INDONESIA was the destination. n there's time difference, i gained an hour when i traveled to jogja. one the plane there were a huge bunch of students, really noisy, didn noe hu they were or where they were from(little did i noe, not knowing that info would come haunting a few weeks later during orientation, dun worry, u'll understand later).&lt;br /&gt;we landed, checked out n were greeted my Ms.Kiki, our liason from the uni, very nice lady. they loaded all of us into a van n used a separate mini lorry to transport our baggage(juz imagine, juz 4 students n they needed a mini lorry for our luggage, scary eh).... we reached the hostel, i got out of the van wif a cramped leg, due to the awkward position i was sitting in the van. the first thing i saw when i reached was this sign that said "COWOK DILARANG MASUK", which means no boys allowed. i took a good look around of the outside of the hostel then i went in, the place basically looked like a dump(honest words) they were still during renovation, refurbishing n all that crap. it was bloody annoyin to imagine living here for a year. then they showed us to our mages n i to our temporary rooms coz our actual rooms were undergoing cleaning. i was so totally upset when i saw the room, it looked dead n was practically the size of a large closet... tiny ppl, tiny... i will show y'all pics soon. it had a tiny tiny attached bathroom which barely had room to move in. n the toilet, the toilet ladies n gentlemen was a piece of artwork la, no flush!!!! can u believe it, this bloody developing country had no flushes in most of its toilets... its juz the basic elevated bowl. Sad case... all i wanted at that point was to go home, i missed home so much, i sat in that tiny room n moped, juz moped. i cudn call home coz my phone has no international roaming n my dad was at his hotel room so i cudn use his phone either.... at that pt, i basically hated indo.... then nite came n we got ready to go out for dinner, coz it was our agents job to get us aquinted wif jogjakarta n its surroundings.... okie, b4 i go on, let me give u a crash course on bahasa indonesia 101...&lt;br /&gt;free:gratis                                                     can:bisa&lt;br /&gt;boy:cowok                                                     when:kapan&lt;br /&gt;girl:cewek                                                      holiday:libur&lt;br /&gt;man/guy:mas                                               lecturer/tutor:dosen&lt;br /&gt;woman/lady:mbak                                      hello: kemana mas/mbak&lt;br /&gt;mr:bapa                                       &lt;br /&gt;ms/mrs/miss:ibu&lt;br /&gt;elderly man: pak&lt;br /&gt;no:ngak&lt;br /&gt;need:butuh&lt;br /&gt;speak:ngomom&lt;br /&gt;tired:capek&lt;br /&gt;thats juz the basics of basics la, there's so much more, n gets harder coz they speak at the speed of light, u tot m'sian r fast, u shud try speakin indo to an indonesia, its like a debater getting her/his ass kicked &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;twice down south&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;newayz, b4 dinner, the caretaker showed mages n i  a couple of rooms for us to choose from, we got dibs coz we were the 1st to arrive(yay)...1st they showed us 2 rooms in the lower ground floor, moderate size, very cooling, adequate... then 1 room in the 1st floor, extremely tiny, pathetic location, in adequate... then finally showed us one room in tha balcony, huge ass room, excellent accesibility, rite at the balcony near clothes drying and washing area.... so mages n i were like, u only have one of these rooms? mas says, 'iya'... then he gave us till the end of the nite to decide.. we went for dinner n during dinner she asks me, so have u decided, n in my head i was thinking, is there much to think bout? obviously both of us wanted the big ass room... we were in such a dilemma, neither knew hoe to resolve the matter, even the boys were laughin at our dillema(not funny)... boys had perfectly new rooms with pretty bathrooms n everythin, it was newly built... so finally my dad says, 'let luck have its way, y dun u flip a coin?'&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700259691427065461-8826903195320917431?l=iscreamcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iscreamcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/8826903195320917431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700259691427065461.post-3999747875816069245</id><published>2008-09-16T11:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:14:40.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#7 My Other farewell</title><content type='html'>okie, now bout my other farewell. thrown by my collmates...&lt;br /&gt;well, basically it wuz awesome... yeekuan,xian,adrian n tuckseng showed up at my hse. unfortunately,chay had no transport,jin was at NS, noel had church, mic had a meeting 2 attend n the rest went back hometown...&lt;br /&gt;it started with me goin to pyramid to fetch the 3 of them (adrian wuz already in the car) n we did some shoppin, the theme of the nite wuz 'steamboat'. so when adrian n i walked into pyramid n ran into a few U13 juniors, louis ling n friends(everytime i c louis, i c how diff he n justin r). newayz, those boys were there shoppin for tkd dinner that evening... after a little chit chat we went to meet the 3 stooges... after shopping, we went back to myplace n set up the table for steamboat... we bought a lot of food.A LOT..... n it was fun setting up coz there was so much tension between two ppl in the room.. when 1 was in the living room, the other was in the kitchen n vice versa. i'm not gonna mention any names (hint:they have higher levels of testosterone than me), still not mentioning any names(hint:stop prying la, i'm not gonna say). so after a long time unpacking, cutting meat n vege, setting table, boiling water, we FINALLY settled down to eat. we talked n laughed n made jokes n gossipped.. it was so much fun n the food was so good....&lt;br /&gt;halfway thru, we decided to watch a movie, i cant remember the title but i remember the story, it was bout mutant killer dogs, hmm... excellent farewell movie. xian was not a fan, so she tried not to watch, but she  cudn help it... n it was rather funny to watch xian n yk quiver. adrian n i kept makin fun of xian coz her dog n the ones in the movie were the same breed(german shepards).... then during the climax, yk potong steam, i mean interrupted n said she had sumthin to show me...&lt;br /&gt;she connected her comp to my laptop n played a cd.... it was cd bout my life with them n a levels in sunway.... i was so totally crying inside. it was one of the single most sweetest thing sum1 has ever done for me... it was funny n sweet, i cud c the changes n how i morphed in 1 n a half years.... superb editing skills to make me seem pleasant... then they ended the nite by giving me a cute fish coinbox n a mug from michelle. i loved the mug n the coin box... we sadly parted ways n i promised them to keep in touch.. once the left, i sat alone in my hall. reminiscing n playing with my fish coinbox. then i managed to get it open, n pieces of monopoly paper money fell out..... i opened the folded 'mone' one by one... only to discover, each one had a message from all my friends.... i was shocked... they all took the time to write sumthi for me... i truly do have the sweetest friends n i hope to nvr lose their friendship.... talk bout sentimental huh... now, all i wanna say is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU N I LOVE Y'ALL&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch out for my next post, its where i finally crap bout indo... more crap comin your way....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700259691427065461-3999747875816069245?l=iscreamcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iscreamcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/3999747875816069245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700259691427065461&amp;postID=3999747875816069245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700259691427065461/posts/default/3999747875816069245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700259691427065461/posts/default/3999747875816069245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iscreamcrap.blogspot.com/2008/09/7-my-other-farewell.html' title='#7 My Other farewell'/><author><name>hema.lv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16366247436499347211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700259691427065461.post-729846293270265315</id><published>2008-09-08T12:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T11:51:17.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#6 I Promise not to drag d....</title><content type='html'>newayz..... saturday nite, i got dressed up(not really la, juz got dressed) n went to christine's hse.... they made me wait outside rather long... according to boon, we were suppose to go sumwhere to celebrate n chris' hse was juz a meeting place. but then while waiting outside, i saw this really tall figure pop his head from behind the curtains n i could hear LOUD whispers saying "she's here, she's here"(aah, my lovely, briliantly secretive friends). then i decided to juz open the door, "SUPRISE!!!!". i was kinda shocked to see so many ppl. i was overwhelmed n felt like crying, but i held it together as it was a happy moment... had loads of fun, there was tones of good food... whoolesome summore, coz they did it potluck style, so a lot of the stuff was homecooked.... i would like to take this opportunity to thank all my wonderful friends n parents hu took their time to cook n buy the food for the party.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;then after the food came 'time-to torture-theleavin-girl!!'... haih, the evil things u ppl made me do, spelling with my ass, singing, guessing stuff n the WORSE... dancing.... omg.... u guys know i cant dance rite?? did it not strike u as odd, that i wasnt moving much... well,, its coz i CANT DANCE!!!. remember this fact k....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;okie, i have 20mins till skills starts, plus i gotta go collect my new kit, so i'll hurry up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;so, i really loved my party, i had lots of fun, took a lot of pictures for memory, n will always n forever remember everything my friends have done for me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i hope none of us shall ever permanently part ways....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700259691427065461-729846293270265315?l=iscreamcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iscreamcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/729846293270265315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700259691427065461&amp;postID=729846293270265315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700259691427065461/posts/default/729846293270265315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700259691427065461/posts/default/729846293270265315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iscreamcrap.blogspot.com/2008/09/6-i-promise-not-to-drag-d.html' title='#6 I Promise not to drag d....'/><author><name>hema.lv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16366247436499347211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700259691427065461.post-943787209802069162</id><published>2008-08-16T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T22:36:18.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#5 The Continuation</title><content type='html'>Hello ppl, okie here's where i continue the previous post. i'm in the same cyber cafe, but this time on my lappie la, so its a bit better....&lt;br /&gt;anywayz...&lt;br /&gt;boon started running out the room n i chased after her, i chased her cause&lt;br /&gt;1. i wanted to know wat wuz in the book(i cant stand ppl leavin me hangin)&lt;br /&gt;2.i REALLY wanted to noe wat wuz in the book&lt;br /&gt;3.i had a feeling it wuz bout my farewell.&lt;br /&gt;4.i've nvr seen that book b4, boon's nvr mentioned it&lt;br /&gt;5.boon has nothin to hide, she's too carefree to care bout secrets(which is realgood)&lt;br /&gt;6.ITS BOON!!!&lt;br /&gt;so, i cudn wait to open the book, so chased her thru the whole upstairs of the house, we were running n screamin. i called her a secretkeeper n she called me paranoid. the chase ended when boon rann into her brothers' room n shoved the book down her sleepin bro's tshirt. he didn even noe she did dat, he wuz fast asleep... haih, i cudn possibly retrieve the book so i gave up n we went back to her room, i gave her the guilt trip for hiding something from me then finally she told me, she said, "okay la, okay la, its for ur farewell k". i said,"ooo, really? cool, but u didn have to(bt secretly i wuz laughin on the inside, coz, its so clan of them to do sumthin like dat la). then boon said,:yea rite, u knew it wuz comin!!". then she made me promise not to tell any1 i told her , coz they wud kill her, then she said the party cant b on a sat coz she will b workin on sat, but as far as i knew she didn work nites, but hey, didn think much of it, coz i have a habit of ACTUALLY TRUSTIN MY BEST FRIEND...&lt;br /&gt;then the week went on, there were quite a few spoilers la, there wuz natlie hu kept sayin "hey its sunday rite its sunday sunday, i'll c u on SUNDAY", as i wuz bout to leave rooben' farewell party, then after dat she walked over to chris n said"she doesnt noe" as i wuz walkin away from the restaurant. hello ppl, i have sensitive hearin la, i can even hear termites munchin in wood, trust me, i speak the truth. then there wuz lixian hu asked me to keep my saturday free n kinda slipped my friends were throwin me a farewell n made me promise not to tell adrian she slipped it to me. then there wuz karmern hu put up a great act on9 while talkin to me, bout how the suprised wuz ruined coz i knew bout the party on&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; sunday&lt;/span&gt;, she cursed n whined(she deserves a golden globe for her performance n u'll c y, shortly.  finally, friday nite rolled around n then chris called me bout 7pm n said"hey hema(happytone) tomoro nite sleepover my place k, long time didn have sleepover d". then i said, "hmm sure no prob, shall i tell the rest?" then she said,"oh, no need, i settle everythin d, u juz have to show up". at that moment, i knew, i knew my party wuz satuday nite.hahaha, i noe christine, she does  not SETTLE things, she nvr has n its juz not her, usually she juz shows up for sleepovers n brings food, usually the foodstuff she brings is made up of junk food n the type she likes n doesnt appeal to boon nor dawn. to be continued.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700259691427065461-943787209802069162?l=iscreamcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700259691427065461.post-6940758119005481784</id><published>2008-08-08T08:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T09:25:09.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#4 My Farewell</title><content type='html'>hello!!! i'm currently writting from a shitty cyber cafe in the land of indomee... where the keyboard has no alphabets n they're playing shitty indo music.... Newayz, this post is not bout my life in indo its bout the wonderful farewells my wonderful frenz gave me...&lt;br /&gt;it all started bout 2 weeks ago....  my party wuz on saturday 26/07/08, so the story starts on wednesday the previous week,(do try to keep up wif the dates, or not, sorryla). newayz, that wuz the nite i wuz at boon's hse wif my dad, it wiz the same nite as the prank calls(previous post),  so b4 we started prank callin the boys,  we dead bored, so while boon wuz on the phone wif stanley, i wuz fiddling with all her belongings at her study table, i happened to open her drawer(like i always do) then there wuz the usual stuff, her bodyshop perfumes, some medication, n other crap, then i stumbled upon this book u c, it wasnt there b4, so i decided to open it(inqusitive ma, boon oni ma) butthis time it wuz diff, she panicked when i found the book, boon, the girl hu has  nothin to hide from me, panicked, she hung up the phone n quickly snatched the book away, i got the shock of my life, then she started running out of the room........ TO BE COntiNued...... (insert evil laugh, here, here and..................................here)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700259691427065461-6940758119005481784?l=iscreamcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iscreamcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/6940758119005481784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700259691427065461&amp;postID=6940758119005481784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700259691427065461/posts/default/6940758119005481784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700259691427065461/posts/default/6940758119005481784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iscreamcrap.blogspot.com/2008/08/4-my-farewell.html' title='#4 My Farewell'/><author><name>hema.lv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16366247436499347211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700259691427065461.post-8824488935595741929</id><published>2008-07-21T17:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T18:07:08.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#3 Blogger's Blues</title><content type='html'>this is a rather odd time to b blogging.. but better now then later, which is when i'll b either effin lazy or too effin hyper to blog. i have so much to write... need to blog bout my day out wif jin,xian,chay n the cousins lim.... need to blog bout my other day out wif justin,darren,chris,dawn n boon... then there's last nite... last nite wuz effin awesome, hahaha... BUT&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun have the pics now, coz chris n jin havent sent them to me. so,,,,,,,, i'll filll in all the details another day. truth b told, i dun feel like bloggin till my whole blog is up n running, as in when i change the layout, add all the applics, link ppl n etc. i'll find time this week to do those things, then i shall become an avid blogger(lv style). hahaha... time to go running... lv signs off!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700259691427065461-8824488935595741929?l=iscreamcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iscreamcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/8824488935595741929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700259691427065461&amp;postID=8824488935595741929' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700259691427065461/posts/default/8824488935595741929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700259691427065461/posts/default/8824488935595741929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iscreamcrap.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-rather-odd-time-to-b-blogging.html' title='#3 Blogger&apos;s Blues'/><author><name>hema.lv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16366247436499347211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700259691427065461.post-6527290605545808487</id><published>2008-07-17T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T01:32:18.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#2 Prank calls...</title><content type='html'>Today wuz rather eventful...&lt;br /&gt;I wuz woken up late this morning by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chimp&lt;/span&gt;, she wanted me to come down to KFC (where she is currently wiping tables, i mean working as a cashier), she said she hated the job n dat the manager had it in for her, coz she signed up for cashier n they made her do grunt work.... well, thats suppose to b for all new employees i guess, u noe, to get a hang of the place... but... not for chris @&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ChimP. &lt;/span&gt;for her, the world worked differrently, she feels that the vice manager is bitchy n has it in for her... hahaha, the fast n impressive workings of christine's mind...&lt;br /&gt;told her i'd come for lunch n comfort her, in other word, sama sama bitch bout her work la,, but after that i cudn go n she said its okie, she got bz wif work... n all wuz well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent rest of the day readin a book i got from boon which she got from shee wuee... kinda interesting. then dat evening my dad reminded me he had an appointment wif boon's folks n i'm suppose to go along.. so i called boon n reminded her i'd b comin over dat nite..&lt;br /&gt;dad n i went over after dinner....&lt;br /&gt;this is where the fun started.&lt;br /&gt;1. we spent a long time deciding wat boon shud where for this photo shoot her friend stanley has organised tomoro morning, u c, stanley, according to boon is an aspiring photographer n has a this really cool long lense XLR camera(jin, chay, ur 8.1mp cam lose flat lo, hahaha).... n he ask boon for help to model for his test shots.  he wanted tight fitting clothes(i defined his wishes as slutty), so we searched n searched n searched n after a few pairs, retryin many times, we came to a decision(will load pics another day n show y'all k).&lt;br /&gt;2. then we became bored again, started talkin crap, oh yea, i forgot, b4 stanley called, boon tot it wud b a good idea to take stupid videos, the 1st one she narrate, i act... it wuz hilarious, she started by narrating sleepin beauty coz i wuz lyin on the bed, then she took her teddy bear n snoopy doll n started talkin bout asses n sing 50cents "candy shop", haih, then we ended wif me being the clumsy princess n i fell off the bed...&lt;br /&gt;then i narrated the 2nd video, started wif boon being a trapped tranny princess hu wuz sent to prison, then rescued by this real ugly prince, then ended wif having ugly children, hu died,then got happily ever after. its very twisted, so i shall not release the videos...&lt;br /&gt;3. boon's bro ordered mcD, at 1st she wanted fillet o fish, then she decided against it coz she felt fat, then she yelled for fries, haih, boon mistreats her bros so much..&lt;br /&gt;4.finally to the part that actually relates to the title of the post today. PRANK CALLS.&lt;br /&gt;   we got very very bored, which is usually an impossibility in lay boon n my dictionary.. so we&lt;br /&gt;  decided to prank call a few of the 'lovely' young men we noe.Eh, dun too perasan k, u guys aint&lt;br /&gt;  dat lovely. Boon pretends to b 'Slutty Stephanie', Taylors/Sunway College student askin our innocent victims out, to b her prom date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victim 1: Lim Shing Vee.&lt;br /&gt;Boon starts wif, "umm, hi this is stephanie from sunway college, i got ur num from a fren, she tells me ur friendly n kinda good lookin (hema pukes in background n tumbles on floor in silent laughter), boon continues sweet talkin him n vee juz listens wif no hint of shock nor suprise dat a random girl is askin him out(haih, vee, r u really that rock solid a man?), then after much talk n vee almost agreeing, boon goes, "HAH!!! U'VE JUST BEEN PUNKED!" n hangs up. i sit there speechless. then i go, "boon, he didn react", she goes like,"i hate vee, he has no emotions". then we call him back n confess....................still no reaction............... then vee finally says," wat, its juz a date". we gasp in horror, all that effort n he takes it so lightly.... haih, PRANK 1: FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victim 2: Chee Han Xin&lt;br /&gt;boon starts wif, "umm, hi, this is stephanie chuah from taylors college, i got ur num from a fren, u c my course is having a prom nite n i need a date, so a friend gave me ur num", hx says "wow, dats daring of u", then boon tells me, i start laughin out loud, it wuz honestly too funny to contain. then he says" i have friends at taylors, like lay boon, etc", shit, we think, our cover is blown. at that moment i wuz oblivious to that fact that my laughter can b heard at the other end, boon started hitting me, then she signalled me that he is agreeing to b her date, i laughed harder, my sides were hurting, then i whispered to her, :"such a slut". boon also started laughin. haih, i dunno hu is the bigger slut, hx or boon?? kk, i shudn judge, both oso my friends... then our cover wuz blown, he said, "hi, layboon". then boon shouted, HOW DID U KNOW?!!, PRANK 2: FAIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victim 3: Adrian Lim Jann Kwei&lt;br /&gt;boon started the same way, then sweet talked adrian, it wuz rather scary coz i think adrian wuz like kinda hesitant sayin that he doesnt noe her, but boon (dat slut) kept insisting dat he has spoken to her b4.. then she said (in a whorish way), "u used to debate rite, n u were like the president of sumthin rite, like leo or interact or sumthin", then adrian proudly said"interact". hahaha, vain boy. then after i took the phone n said, "adrian, u've been punked". then he said, haih, i knew halfway d, wuz juz playin along. DAMN. PRANK 3: FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victim 4: Adrian Calvin Cheong Khai Cking (bloody long name yea, comes wif an oh soo interesting history)&lt;br /&gt;this time boon  changed it, she pretended to b a band manager lookin for a lead singer, hahaha, then after that he wuz askin band related questions, n boon knew zilch, so she said, she is juz in charge of calling ppl n it wuz actually her boyfriend's band. adrian n i broke out in laughter on opposite ends of the phone, he said e knew it wuz boon from the beginning, he said it wuz her 'nasal" voice that gave it away, then adrian n boon started arguin bout everythin, haih, seriously la, i wonder y they nvr got together when they have such excellent chemistry, they fought like crazy, boon wanted further discounts at PDI since adrian is workin there, claimin she's poor, then adrian countered that she owns 3 houses, boon counters that a house is not a home(doesnt make sense, i noe) the only 2 ppl i noe that can counter each others words so well,(boon n adrian r known for their razor sharp mouthes). then he finally hung up n went back to sleep. Sorry for waking u adrian!!! PRANK 4:FAIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victim 5: Kevin Kwan Joon Ern (hehe, sorry for breakin into ur phone the other day, it wuz for ur own good, now u noe not to lie to me =P&lt;br /&gt;boon did the same thing she wif kevin, but this time requestin for a guitarist, coz we all noe, kevin cant carry a tune... lol... then she asked him to call this num to get confirmation, n asked him to call that nite itself.. the num she briliantly gave him wuz her own hp number... then she hung up. moments later an sms came in. it read, 'boon, i knew it wuz u, very funny.' haih, PRANK 5: FAIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it wuz time for my to go home, the grown ups were done wif bussiness,,, boon n i cudn go on prank callin. she insists that she has the more un-noticable voice, so she shud do the calls, look where that got us, nil success, good job nasal voice boon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700259691427065461-6527290605545808487?l=iscreamcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iscreamcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/6527290605545808487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700259691427065461&amp;postID=6527290605545808487' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700259691427065461/posts/default/6527290605545808487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700259691427065461/posts/default/6527290605545808487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iscreamcrap.blogspot.com/2008/07/2-prank-calls.html' title='#2 Prank calls...'/><author><name>hema.lv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16366247436499347211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-700259691427065461.post-3502877412711549645</id><published>2008-07-16T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T01:55:17.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#1 First time blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is officially my 1st ever time blogging.. i didn't intend on starting till i left the country, but thanx to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jojo&lt;/span&gt;'s persuasion that it takes a damn long time to start up (liar!!!), i decided to start early... i shall try to update as often as possible n keep the vituperations to a minimal. To those that dun visit ur dusty old dictionaries in the shelf n r oblivious to the existance of wikipedia, or if u r juz plain ass-lazy, vituperation= bitter and abusive language.. i shall apologies rite here, way in advance for any bitchin, backstabbin, ffk-ing, screwing over, offending, annoying, angering i shall relate to any1 in the future... i noe in the past i've mention bout how I  dun read blogs, well, hahaha, sorry, ppl change eh... so i hope u visit my blog often n smile when u read it, i shall return the favour by visiting your blogs n etc... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/700259691427065461-3502877412711549645?l=iscreamcrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iscreamcrap.blogspot.com/feeds/3502877412711549645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=700259691427065461&amp;postID=3502877412711549645' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700259691427065461/posts/default/3502877412711549645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/700259691427065461/posts/default/3502877412711549645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iscreamcrap.blogspot.com/2008/07/1-first-time-blogging.html' title='#1 First time blogging'/><author><name>hema.lv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16366247436499347211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
