<?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-6664329027827472142</id><updated>2011-12-19T01:12:06.722+08:00</updated><category term='Reviews'/><category term='camps'/><category term='tags'/><category term='Melancholics'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='food'/><category term='PHOP'/><category term='Bags'/><title type='text'>Escapism</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>395</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-3760435453695325284</id><published>2011-12-19T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T01:12:06.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><summary type='text'>Ask me questions about life and stuff http://www.formspring.me/colorfingers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3760435453695325284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3760435453695325284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2011/12/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-4027761593003089923</id><published>2011-10-05T01:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T01:21:35.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><summary type='text'>You never know :) http://formspring.me/colorfingers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/4027761593003089923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/4027761593003089923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2011/10/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-3941277225629880460</id><published>2011-08-17T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T22:05:28.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><summary type='text'>In the mood of giving anyone answers tonight! http://formspring.me/colorfingers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3941277225629880460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3941277225629880460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2011/08/formspringme_17.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-7071033542505599854</id><published>2011-08-14T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T23:46:17.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><summary type='text'>Questionsss? D: http://formspring.me/colorfingers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/7071033542505599854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/7071033542505599854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2011/08/formspringme_14.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-8692131789379264086</id><published>2011-08-10T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T00:36:35.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><summary type='text'>HOW WEIRD CAN YOU GET D: http://formspring.me/colorfingers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8692131789379264086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8692131789379264086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2011/08/formspringme_10.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-6119309396240131465</id><published>2011-08-03T16:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T16:48:41.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><summary type='text'>You never know :) http://formspring.me/colorfingers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6119309396240131465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6119309396240131465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2011/08/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-8925930430852552276</id><published>2011-05-27T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T20:31:07.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><summary type='text'>What do you wanna know! http://formspring.me/colorfingers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8925930430852552276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8925930430852552276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2011/05/formspringme_8818.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-2369624771604424976</id><published>2011-05-27T20:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T20:31:01.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><summary type='text'>What do you wanna know! http://formspring.me/colorfingers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/2369624771604424976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/2369624771604424976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2011/05/formspringme_27.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-1464229452593137732</id><published>2011-05-21T20:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T20:13:22.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><summary type='text'>Questions? :o http://formspring.me/colorfingers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1464229452593137732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1464229452593137732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2011/05/formspringme_21.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-1373763823957000671</id><published>2011-05-17T11:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T11:56:47.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><summary type='text'>You never know :) http://formspring.me/colorfingers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1373763823957000671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1373763823957000671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2011/05/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-7996145008882160900</id><published>2011-04-22T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T23:26:45.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><summary type='text'>HOLIDAAAAY http://formspring.me/colorfingers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/7996145008882160900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/7996145008882160900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2011/04/formspringme_22.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-1657389100330030009</id><published>2011-04-20T02:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T02:57:11.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><summary type='text'>You never know :) http://formspring.me/colorfingers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1657389100330030009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1657389100330030009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2011/04/formspringme_20.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-1203600534369542932</id><published>2011-04-17T01:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T01:28:07.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><summary type='text'>Supper anyone? http://formspring.me/colorfingers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1203600534369542932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1203600534369542932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2011/04/formspringme_17.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-2679884755380525581</id><published>2011-04-15T09:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T09:37:46.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><summary type='text'>SAVE MEHH http://formspring.me/colorfingers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/2679884755380525581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/2679884755380525581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2011/04/formspringme_4334.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-4568148415414413452</id><published>2011-04-15T09:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T09:37:15.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><summary type='text'>Save meeee http://formspring.me/colorfingers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/4568148415414413452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/4568148415414413452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2011/04/formspringme_15.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-8815416554625129823</id><published>2011-04-11T17:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T17:07:55.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><summary type='text'>You never know :) http://formspring.me/colorfingers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8815416554625129823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8815416554625129823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2011/04/formspringme_11.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-3904170305839330319</id><published>2011-04-10T17:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T17:59:21.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><summary type='text'>You never know :) http://formspring.me/colorfingers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3904170305839330319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3904170305839330319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2011/04/formspringme_3092.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-7037844720448886940</id><published>2011-04-10T00:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T00:56:13.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><summary type='text'>What's sexy: straight or curly hair :D http://formspring.me/colorfingers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/7037844720448886940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/7037844720448886940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2011/04/formspringme_10.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-5953046810881076905</id><published>2011-04-07T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T23:58:14.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><summary type='text'>You never know :) http://formspring.me/colorfingers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/5953046810881076905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/5953046810881076905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2011/04/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-1960271468104361357</id><published>2010-07-02T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T22:33:18.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fell past a cheekbone hill
To a piece of her floor
The hope of the world
in an awkward spill

Oh she'd lie on her bed
and stare into harsh white light
and think that her heart's not right 

'Cause love took her hand like a thief
took her heart like a robber
and the feelings that scare her
become her relief</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1960271468104361357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1960271468104361357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/07/cause-love-took-her-hand-like-thief.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-5734908241886701997</id><published>2010-06-23T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T12:36:46.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Keeping a blog is hard :S</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/5734908241886701997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/5734908241886701997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/06/keeping-blog-is-hard-s.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-6470924477386907306</id><published>2010-06-12T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T22:50:57.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The brightest firefly in her jar</title><summary type='text'>Did anyone realize half of the year's already gone! Hope college has been treating all you guys just swell or you know, the thing they call high school. ;p Ze almost one month CPU holiday has just started and the new semester (with new subjects) is coming. *happy*


I haven't been writing *correction* BLOGGING for so long I'm kinda keyboard hesitant :/ As writing, you know, the real stuff with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6470924477386907306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6470924477386907306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/06/brightest-firefly-in-her-jar.html' title='The brightest firefly in her jar'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/TBMMpmem8JI/AAAAAAAADfE/gSWfteouND4/s72-c/Image0894%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-8765370869831203545</id><published>2010-04-18T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T21:55:14.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You, the cast and A Night on Broadway</title><summary type='text'>

Cell Block Tango - Chicago

CHICAGO LOVERS WONT BE DISAPPOINTED.

Everyone's [my friends ahem ahem] invited to Taylors' first ever Musical! Featuring songs like Defying Gravity, Please Don't Stop the Beat, Phantom and 16 from the Sound of Music. 

RM20 for all students ( nonTaylorians included)
RM25 for adults

There are 3 shows, so fret not people :D

30 APRIL ( the Friday after next)


7.30PM</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8765370869831203545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8765370869831203545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-cast-and-night-on-broadway.html' title='You, the cast and A Night on Broadway'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/S8sLWeLiDII/AAAAAAAADc0/DpC0ZtUzQHE/s72-c/27090_419963426674_557061674_5734310_5635485_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-81457477321031161</id><published>2010-04-17T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T21:41:15.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POP SQUISH UH-UH CICERO, LIPSCHITZ :P</title><summary type='text'> I love Cell Block Tango from Chicago.

" So what are the girls gonna do about their bras? "

" -.- They're gonna be wearing them I suppose "



HAHAHHA.

Mr Suschkov and Ms Lindsay while we were discussing costume outfits. Best teacher couple evaaa.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/81457477321031161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/81457477321031161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-left-hand-fingers-are-red-and-i-like.html' title='POP SQUISH UH-UH CICERO, LIPSCHITZ :P'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-6693712200926100161</id><published>2010-04-10T11:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T11:31:52.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be there to say 'whaddup' in the morning.</title><summary type='text'>ONE MORE MONTH TO COPELAND'S SHOW.

9th MAY.

*giddy*

--

Like Shika said,

" Every week in ICPU you start with the week saying 'Oh it's gonna be (a freaking hella) busy week "

T.T

Mood swings are kicking in when I attend practices. Long term productions in process are always the same. Cheer,concerts,projects,people etc. Once the novelty wears off, it's just time spent away. It's like a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6693712200926100161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6693712200926100161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/04/ill-be-there-to-say-whaddup-in-morning.html' title='I&apos;ll be there to say &apos;whaddup&apos; in the morning.'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-7253728192960274572</id><published>2010-04-06T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:24:43.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D-Economics</title><summary type='text'>Mr D : Hey, are you feeling better? 
Girl : Uh,kinda.
Mr D : I saw her facebook status last night. HEH.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/7253728192960274572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/7253728192960274572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/04/d-economics.html' title='D-Economics'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-1685027595622981822</id><published>2010-04-03T10:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T10:44:21.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And He said,thou shalt be fly until the day you die</title><summary type='text'>- Swaggerific, Verbz

Wahaha I'm allowed to indulge in bimbo/bitch music once in awhile. 
I command the need to blog. 



...
Not happening. 
Well. We finally tried singing and dancing the intro of You Cant Stop the Beat yesterday and synonymously ended with a horrible" AHHH *GASPS FOR AIR* "

Ms Lindsay,our teacher
" YOU GUYS ARE GONNA HAVE THE BEST ABS EVER "

I might be quitting ballet. Might.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1685027595622981822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1685027595622981822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-he-saidthou-shalt-be-fly-until-day.html' title='And He said,thou shalt be fly until the day you die'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-3833658962172766581</id><published>2010-04-01T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T21:49:20.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>

Ellen Kim should be knighted</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3833658962172766581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3833658962172766581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-2859253552567283334</id><published>2010-03-29T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T21:42:51.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyle Hanagami and Brandon Dumlao ...or Gods.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/2859253552567283334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/2859253552567283334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/03/kyle-hanagami-and-brandon-dumlao-or.html' title='Kyle Hanagami and Brandon Dumlao ...or Gods.'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-8844497119627929742</id><published>2010-03-27T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T23:17:29.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>

Kyle Hanagami is funnnnnnnnnnnneh</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8844497119627929742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8844497119627929742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/03/kyle-hanagami-is-funnnnnnnnnnnneh.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-1804176968707814683</id><published>2010-03-27T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T23:05:31.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1804176968707814683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1804176968707814683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-6056942817512122729</id><published>2010-03-22T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:41:42.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Within  a frame like a painting on a wall</title><summary type='text'>
if any of my friends get really dumb tattoos,i will ..give them a piece of my mind. but this is cool :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6056942817512122729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6056942817512122729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/03/within-frame-like-painting-on-wall.html' title='Within  a frame like a painting on a wall'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/S6dlKgBdo_I/AAAAAAAADcc/4UXbfGZKoeI/s72-c/tumblr_kzm6en9swJ1qzabkfo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-940541800414031375</id><published>2010-03-14T18:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T19:16:18.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sour Cherry</title><summary type='text'>Thus the week has been a pretty,pretty great one.


And the next one is gonna start off fantastic with this sweet little cherry. I cant believe my dad actually agreed to get it for me! BLESSINGS. I mean as a beginner I was okay, not ecstatic about getting a less-than-mindblowing guitar to start with. But ngeh, everyone in the room knew I couldn't let go of this little darling. :B ICANTFUCKINGWAIT</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/940541800414031375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/940541800414031375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/03/thus-week-has-been-prettypretty-great.html' title='Sour Cherry'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/S5zAlvkjpCI/AAAAAAAADcE/A8xfWDZdnys/s72-c/SpruceBurgundyCW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-2064910347703355305</id><published>2010-03-05T11:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T15:35:08.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Won't tell anyone how your voice is my favourite sound</title><summary type='text'>
- Parachute, Cheryl Cole ( Ashley Cole's wife sings??? ) 

"Hindus, in their capacity for love, are indeed, hairless Christians, just as Muslims, in the way they see the God in everything, are bearded Hindus, and Christians, in their devotion to God are hat wearing Muslims." —        Yann Martel     (Life of Pi)

Just one of the many fascinating quotes in our bible for these 3 monthes, Life Of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/2064910347703355305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/2064910347703355305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/03/wont-tell-anyone-how-your-voice-is-my.html' title='Won&apos;t tell anyone how your voice is my favourite sound'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/S5B5jCf-GAI/AAAAAAAADb0/X8xy7j7nokM/s72-c/yy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-8146637848713989521</id><published>2010-02-25T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T00:03:37.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unpredictability's my responsibility she said.</title><summary type='text'>My parents keep saying I chase the bus every morning.
NONSENSE.

It just only moves after I get on it. :)

Our dance crew, Exclaimation is performing for the SAM Fiesta in Subang campus. *jumps around*
In the midst of choreographing with Mark. Exclaimation, Mark. Ahah. Ahahah.
I be teh assistant to thez leader. Gosh, I'm so unnatural at choreographing :( Hip hop at least. Can someone improve on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8146637848713989521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8146637848713989521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/02/unpredictabilitys-my-responsibility-she.html' title='Unpredictability&apos;s my responsibility she said.'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-6065336919653632498</id><published>2010-02-12T18:02:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T23:10:35.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How deep is your loveee</title><summary type='text'>The world as we know it, has grown into this tyrant monster feeding and breathing on one thing : marketing! And media and what not. It all boils down to marketing and the backward evolution of the human brain. Generally. I still kinda like my brain.

I've been writing one to many homework/economics essays but ngeh, this issue must be addressed!
My flu will not be satisfied otherwise *uppity nose </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6065336919653632498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6065336919653632498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-deep-is-your-loveee.html' title='How deep is your loveee'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-121475067717871885</id><published>2010-02-10T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T20:02:50.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Made up of blood and words</title><summary type='text'>I don't think I've ever heard such nice words from a teacher before.

" ....Young lady, you are an extremely,good, writer." - Mr Wise.
( His last name is Wise. Cool factor x10000 )( And note the emphasis on his words !!! If like some Cikgu just came up to you and said, Eh you tulis agak bagus ah. HOW LAME LAHH? ) Our local education might prosper with a few good accents now and then.  

The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/121475067717871885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/121475067717871885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/02/made-up-of-blood-and-words.html' title='Made up of blood and words'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-2178575154948520446</id><published>2010-02-08T04:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T05:10:11.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a suitcase</title><summary type='text'>What could be an anchor here
With a storm on the rise
When you're never meant to see so clear
When smoke gets in your eyes
And the man in the moon
Never makes his replies understood?

For a moment I was warm and the world made sense
For a moment here this storm had no consequence
  
My Copeland,my sanctuary :) You don't come by here often but, I miss you. Warmth almost immaculate,for some flawed.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/2178575154948520446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/2178575154948520446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-suitcase.html' title='In a suitcase'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-6200022206819589585</id><published>2010-02-06T22:27:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T22:52:07.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes people just destined,destined to do what they do</title><summary type='text'>


Tuesday,Wednesday,Thursday 4 - 6pm. For now.Full day rehersals. Weekend practices.2 shows. An experience.
Bring it on,singing&amp;dancingatthesametime :)April 30th and May 1st, dont say I didn't tell you!! 



Faith found an afterglow and it's in us. 







&lt;!--Session data--&gt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6200022206819589585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6200022206819589585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/02/sometimes-people-just-destineddestined.html' title='Sometimes people just destined,destined to do what they do'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/S211vQQzahI/AAAAAAAADak/aWuRxhrphHc/s72-c/normal_broadway_sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-5174841024966750504</id><published>2010-02-03T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T01:16:06.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The demons from your past</title><summary type='text'>Hello citizens.
Currently waiting for my mother to beam me from this little place called Subangisafuckingtraffichellholeat7pm.
-___________-
Exhausted from the usual college fatigue and additional droopiness from the callback auditions.
Yes I got callbacks :) Being a cheerleader is the best. You've already overstupify yourself in the public eye, you're just MADE for Broadway. The final final </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/5174841024966750504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/5174841024966750504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/02/demons-from-your-past.html' title='The demons from your past'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-897650009847675777</id><published>2010-01-30T13:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T23:47:37.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>53 is the magic number</title><summary type='text'>You know how I'm quite the geography loser?
And i want to travel the world ahahahaha. -___-






 
WHO WANTS TO STUDY THIS WITH MEEEEE :( 
** Jennonomics. says:
*come learn the map of africa with me
*BESTIE.
rockstar kecil says:
*swaziland!
*HAHA
*ooh bestie = bestfriend
*for a moment there
*i thought its part of africa
*zomg =='
*dieeee
Jennonomics. says:
*HAHAHAHAHA
Seriously. Let's face it. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/897650009847675777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/897650009847675777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/01/africans.html' title='53 is the magic number'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/S2PKEsCUJWI/AAAAAAAADaU/Mvit_xZs9sE/s72-c/map_of_africa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-4078908138773279388</id><published>2010-01-27T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T20:46:39.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For white diamonds in the snow</title><summary type='text'>I write what I know.
I don't know what to write.

Therefore, I am stuck, on Microsoft Word - Page 1 :(

Cow loads of assignments due in May or whatever month that is quite far away. Have to 2 books to read and do a thesis on for English. Have one book, Freakonomics to read chapter by chapter for Economics. Who else is loving Economics!!! :)) Signed up for Dance and Dodgeball. Mark says its like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/4078908138773279388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/4078908138773279388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-white-diamonds-in-snow.html' title='For white diamonds in the snow'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-4376812096662625238</id><published>2010-01-23T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:16:37.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ICPU.</title><summary type='text'>Not CAL or SAM :)

"How's SAM eh Karmun "

" Yeah Karmun, is he handsome ? "

" Is he nice? "

" How much did you pay for it again? "

" 10 thousand "

" PRETTY EXPENSIVE FOR A GUY EH "







 
The V.I.P. of my heart :) 
The girls and KarMun :)




ASHER GOH TSE KAI :)

The everlasting.





















</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/4376812096662625238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/4376812096662625238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/01/icpu.html' title='ICPU.'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/S1sRTqqkReI/AAAAAAAADZs/h5HVlmnFgoo/s72-c/17948_1254613498532_1625400467_632225_4855505_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-6502652348928197080</id><published>2010-01-22T19:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T19:46:00.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sympathy for the devil</title><summary type='text'>- The Rolling Stones

I'm speechless right now.
Yeah I logged in just to tell you I'm speechless.

People do stupid things all the time.

Four ways to remove all the bad that we do from the heart
and the soul of the cities sad and cold.
Four ways to collect what we say
and what we save to discard and discover a brand new way 

- Tegan and Sara, dedicated to my new found buddy :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6502652348928197080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6502652348928197080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/01/sympathy-for-devil.html' title='Sympathy for the devil'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-52221962265924964</id><published>2010-01-09T10:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T10:54:52.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're overrated anyways</title><summary type='text'>Loose Ends - Imogen Heap

Bangkok's in 23 hours.
Yayy.

Life doesn't have to be this mindfucking.
Check out the ball of gloom looming over Tauruses and among the other few signs this year.

Kaito went back to Nagoya yesterday. Said goodbye to Ben and Claire plus Sarah and Uma, the local hosts. Spent the morning and afternoon with them. Everything was just so awesome!!

" Dude you're so hairy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/52221962265924964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/52221962265924964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/01/were-overrated-anyways.html' title='We&apos;re overrated anyways'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-1090225190535791351</id><published>2010-01-04T19:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:55:07.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairydust and flying boys</title><summary type='text'>It'd be cool if they exist. Fairy dust I mean. :)
I'm just speaking up for all the Peter Pan believers out there. *Btw, you must watch Finding Neverland*

To sum up my holidays so far before the list gets too extensive,

* Prom stress

* Prom over

* Got my hair straightened and braces removed

* Shaelah, student exchange from Australia arrived

* Went to Sunway Lagoon, felt damn ripped off over </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1090225190535791351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1090225190535791351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/01/fairydust-and-flying-boys.html' title='Fairydust and flying boys'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-6021471690413838595</id><published>2010-01-01T11:00:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T14:19:12.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the wait's over,the party just started</title><summary type='text'>2009 was certainly an interesting one.Yes I am writing my 2009 post on the first day of 2010. :) So it feels more epic and more of the past. Cheerleading was finally dropped for me to pursue other things like.. SPM == Honestly,juniors, do not drop anything in the goddamned name of SPM. Although I don't regret retiring from cheer, I just kinda wish I'd picked up something else. Focused on ballet </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6021471690413838595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6021471690413838595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2010/01/waits-overthe-party-just-started.html' title='the wait&apos;s over,the party just started'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sz2ITRVLzyI/AAAAAAAADXA/20rI-9Q-SLw/s72-c/n579639793_1651002_4249463.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-3600684263695038961</id><published>2009-12-31T12:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T13:20:11.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiamat</title><summary type='text'>Currently phlegmy. Just had the longest breakfast of the century.Because I am phlegmy and depressed.FRIM is fucking cursed.Bizarrely lost my fucking phone in the cab/on the road/in the house.Bizarrely lost my BRAND new tee. Which is one of the tee's i've been looking around for my entire life. Graphic lips :(Took a wrong step and fell over a curb. Scrapped my left knee.Still very sick.My parents </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3600684263695038961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3600684263695038961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/currently-phlegmy.html' title='Kiamat'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-6632669775223660316</id><published>2009-12-29T10:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T11:12:05.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dj,blow my speakers up</title><summary type='text'>Massive apology for being such a asshole blogger :( Thats only because I'm trying to be an awesome host!We just got back from Lions Youth Exchange Winter Camp that was held in A'Famosa. It was over the weekend, 3 days and 2 nights thing. It was for the Youths that came to M'sia. Major part of the participants were of course the Kawaii citizens of Jaaapan leaving us locals and Ozzies to fend for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6632669775223660316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6632669775223660316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/djblow-my-speakers-up.html' title='dj,blow my speakers up'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-1372702723399139698</id><published>2009-12-24T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T00:30:20.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights,camera</title><summary type='text'>The nicest pic I have at the moment.Didn't take out my cam at all :/Shealah's here! Well,her stuff are.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1372702723399139698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1372702723399139698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/lightscamera.html' title='Lights,camera'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/SzJFNoGAU8I/AAAAAAAADVg/txwJwGbvBUA/s72-c/20472_366094110491_637185491_10457513_4236982_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-6211374552139100531</id><published>2009-12-22T11:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:24:39.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia vomit</title><summary type='text'>Clearing out my room at the moment.Seeing bits and pieces of high school shooting out.High school started out a mystery and didn't exactly end with an answer.They say you figure out who your true friends are in high school.I say you figure out who you are and where you stand.My friends?I dont know. Not at the moment.Maybe I never did.Who knows. Disappointment's an ugly feeling. Sorry if you feel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6211374552139100531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6211374552139100531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/nostalgia-vomit.html' title='Nostalgia vomit'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-5941622982792514432</id><published>2009-12-20T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:57:18.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion will never go out of fashion</title><summary type='text'>My dad doesn't believe in having passion for your academics and career.But then again, there are movies of flying blue humans cum wildlife in the year of 2154 so the world is full of weirdos.Like me! :) Started out with the dream for ADP. Got emotional along the road. Skipped the A-Levels highway and the Foundation junction. Yeap.I've decided.I'm not enrolling in college.ICPU baby. :p January </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/5941622982792514432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/5941622982792514432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/passion-will-never-go-out-of-fashion.html' title='Passion will never go out of fashion'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-2789587791192219052</id><published>2009-12-20T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T18:29:50.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night of the world.</title><summary type='text'>Jeezus man, so many proms on the Books of Faces.I feel a vapour of stress particles.OH CRAP. MY SPEECH.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/2789587791192219052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/2789587791192219052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/night-of-world.html' title='night of the world.'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-8756799587409616070</id><published>2009-12-18T22:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T22:21:46.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't wake me till I land,</title><summary type='text'>Come on come on.People can't be blamed if they are just incompetent by nature. It's their destiny.It's either going to be a huge success or the biggest flop of your life.My dad doesn't let me forget that but he's being a gem so I'm just grateful :)Sometimes I feel so naive. Probably today I have seen the borderline and made a leap for it.Just wrote the awesomest formal letter with dadders. So </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8756799587409616070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8756799587409616070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-wake-me-till-i-land.html' title='Don&apos;t wake me till I land,'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-8734058275390458252</id><published>2009-12-13T21:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T00:13:57.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Body in Raw</title><summary type='text'>IAN EASTWOOD.LEE D. One of my fav songs. Hope to dance to it one day NICK DEMOURA &amp; IAN EASTWOODIf 1/3 of the male population had the language like that, the world would be one beautiful place ;)--You know what, I dont really miss school that much now.Its like I never left the classroom.I'm yawning right into his face.And he still doesn't stop lecturing me!The phrase " I know " is practically </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8734058275390458252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8734058275390458252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/language-in-raw.html' title='Body in Raw'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-3742820839498645976</id><published>2009-12-10T00:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T12:01:18.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My positive feedback system :))</title><summary type='text'>Hello poos! I'm staying home today. Because I ran out of partying juice for now. :) Tending to more futuristic things like ..bathing my dog,baking and you can consider college too.What did everyone do after the big bang of spm? :)Before our last paper,Chemistry 3 was over, everyone was already frantic talking about plans post-spm. Well, the Chinese taking people were sulky. But we still lurb you!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3742820839498645976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3742820839498645976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-positive-feedback-system.html' title='My positive feedback system :))'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/SyBtQFHClrI/AAAAAAAADTA/Pmd4zW6NcN4/s72-c/15138_1183345543390_1220766383_30522936_2615464_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-697499440707039838</id><published>2009-12-09T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:31:16.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living aisles</title><summary type='text'>We've graduated. We've lived for seventeen years.So why do I feel like a child all over again.You know the supermarket feeling.The feeling you get when you're lost among all the tall,scary aisles and desperate to run to anyone that looked like your parents.Yeah that feeling.Maybe it's because we're seventeen.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/697499440707039838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/697499440707039838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/living-aisles.html' title='Living aisles'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-3650174661500854086</id><published>2009-12-07T14:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T14:58:18.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE REAL MOON.</title><summary type='text'>After an eternity, it dawns tomorrow.*jeng jeng jeng Edward Cullen's face appears*The transition starts tomorrow people. The Renaissance period. Waha.From textbook geniuses to adrenaline junkies.I don't really mind starting college in 4 weeks actually.As long as we spend the 4 weeks we (most of us) have in unimaginable friendship forging ways :)AND I TRUST THAT WE WILL. Although some jakuns want </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3650174661500854086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3650174661500854086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/real-moon.html' title='THE REAL MOON.'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-1840252976688386358</id><published>2009-12-03T21:42:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T12:10:11.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess it's half timing and other half luck</title><summary type='text'>- Haven't Met You Yet, Michael Buble.Technically I haven't heard the complete song, but heck,when will that sexy voice of Buble's ever get bad. :) And charming video in the supermarket too. The jazzy version of Sk8erBoi. o.OBack to reality,MY FATHER IS A WALKING BITCH HOLE WITH A DICK. Yes, I realized I'm talking about the person who I've received half my genetics from.I mean a kid's gotta have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1840252976688386358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1840252976688386358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-guess-its-half-timing-and-other-half.html' title='I guess it&apos;s half timing and other half luck'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-1479857105069419374</id><published>2009-11-30T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:19:29.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bright as a megawatt lightbulb</title><summary type='text'>Today was grim :(Not feeling so bright these days. Literally. My room's pretty much a dark abyss save for,a study lamp. *hugs*Finally heard news from my prospective host sister from Ozzie ozz ozz. (if you are her, YELLO! )You know how teachers are practically pregnant every season of the year?Pn Herda ,our Biology teacher apparently is again.. We iz lost tracks.Frantic moments before Paper 3, all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1479857105069419374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1479857105069419374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/11/bright-as-megawatt-lightbulb.html' title='Bright as a megawatt lightbulb'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-3399545130925870929</id><published>2009-11-28T22:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T23:42:58.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tooth for tooth</title><summary type='text'>Im feeling my gametes becoming raisins.Gahh. My bedroom wall light tube thing fizzled out.I am currently studying with only the light of my study lamp.Reading the menstruation cycle has never been this romantic!*glares at wall light tube thing*I dont know which one's the better picture.I'll leave it to you :)HAHAHA." I wanna see! But I won't want to talk to you "Manfriend is gayy.Our inane SPM </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3399545130925870929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3399545130925870929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/11/tooth-for-tooth.html' title='Tooth for tooth'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/SxE1M6w7GGI/AAAAAAAADSE/5cj5AC5eJfo/s72-c/mirkerr2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-3595489584359282545</id><published>2009-11-21T07:03:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T16:34:53.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I had that pretty body floating all around</title><summary type='text'>- This Aint Sex, UsherPardon the sepetness.AND like stop saying that "you look like jenn" COS YOUR MATA SEPET,LACK OF SLEEP.WHAAAT KINDA FRIENDS ARE YOU PEOPLE.*Ahem*Probably the straightest one I can find.It's just too bouncy my hair.    GREEEEN. hahahhaha.It grows onto ya.  I'm not ashamed to say I camwhore the most during exam period.Like I told Koks and Ash," When you get bored and nothing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3595489584359282545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3595489584359282545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-had-that-pretty-body-floating-all.html' title='I had that pretty body floating all around'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Swcl5RT0QiI/AAAAAAAADQ8/I1MfEqmhJJk/s72-c/DSC02644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-1301374337239741394</id><published>2009-11-20T05:33:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T08:06:08.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1119/1</title><summary type='text'>You know you like something enough when it is the first thought that comes into your mind when you wake up at 5am. And you don't even have an exam!Yes I am talking about my love for SPM.Chehhh,kidding.I'm talking about our English paper we took yesterday :)Apart from the fact that I really liked my story is ,the fact that ITS NEVER COMING BACK TO YOU. _|_I chose the 3rd one which was simply </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1301374337239741394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1301374337239741394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/11/11191.html' title='1119/1'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-5480759734031023005</id><published>2009-11-14T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T20:57:51.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith in the palm of your hand</title><summary type='text'>Because I just need more in life.I don't know what it means yet but I just know it's definitely not suppressible.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/5480759734031023005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/5480759734031023005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/11/faith-in-palm-of-your-hand.html' title='Faith in the palm of your hand'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-9198457211729853856</id><published>2009-10-27T22:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T23:06:01.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded</title><summary type='text'>- Drops of Jupiter, TrainYongYing you rock.There were speeches by our VIPs like Bapak Rockstar ( okay now he sounds like a stripper or something HAHA ), Mr Alex and HM. Then there was an incredible slideshow presentation prepared by..someone. Everything was pretty blur to me as I didn't attend the rehersal before that. ( BALLET EXAM IS OVAA ) Didn't think I'd cry on our graduation but I did :( </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/9198457211729853856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/9198457211729853856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/10/did-you-make-it-to-milky-way-to-see.html' title='Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/SucB73SLjbI/AAAAAAAADPU/3w927VYiQK8/s72-c/PA237198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-8577680922991488095</id><published>2009-10-25T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T20:03:32.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Omens</title><summary type='text'>" I'm seeing a lot of ManUtd everywhere all of a sudden! 4 times or something. Maybe it's a sign.. "" Sign that you're gonna lose ah ? 4-o?? "" I TURUN KERETAAA! "Datuk Amin a.k.a. Liverpool fan that publicly announced that he washed dishes at a nightclub before.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8577680922991488095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8577680922991488095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/10/omens.html' title='The Omens'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-1645718112808973589</id><published>2009-10-24T17:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:21:09.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneakers peek.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1645718112808973589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1645718112808973589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/10/sneakers-peek.html' title='Sneakers peek.'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/SuLG-iM1PaI/AAAAAAAADNU/hTynVfy1A0o/s72-c/9431_160562147793_723212793_2934273_7324239_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-1159239715547118010</id><published>2009-10-17T12:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T20:53:56.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imps</title><summary type='text'>I know we ( Sya,Almas and I) mention Ramesh,our teacher more than enough in our blogs. But seriously! The man is too priceless!" Ahh I should paint my nails in the colors of the rainbow :D *holds up fingers*"" AHHH! "His face lights up like a little boy getting a new idea." You can paint your nails in rainbow color during SPM to remember the colors of the rainbow! YEAHH "" What century do you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1159239715547118010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1159239715547118010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/10/imps.html' title='Imps'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-5692824295427888569</id><published>2009-10-15T21:34:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:13:51.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nocturnal creatures are not so prudent</title><summary type='text'>An inspiring picture of Hayden McGurk's Facebook.Irish judge at Cheer 2009.The Irish cheer o.OIt's definitely something.If only I could wear this for the exam :)It's a nice maroon color,like how wine looks when you hold it against the bright sunlight.Mmmhm.Just caught it on the tele.I'm a sucker for English periodic movies like these,mostly the Jane Austen pieces.For some people it's Anime, for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/5692824295427888569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/5692824295427888569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/10/nocturnal-creatures-are-not-so-prudent.html' title='Nocturnal creatures are not so prudent'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Stcmn_HOtCI/AAAAAAAADMo/CBmTfV4UCA8/s72-c/pyramid+srsly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-8074091685570131444</id><published>2009-10-09T13:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T15:22:36.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Positive</title><summary type='text'>You know how a flamingo has wings but can't fly. Instead they hang around,maintaining balance only on one leg like it's the most natural thing to do. Why balance on one leg when you can achieve it easier on two,you say.I feel like a flamingo :/Balancing on one leg when I have two.But then again, after the lake's pretty calm and serene. After you get pass the fact that nothing much really happens </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8074091685570131444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8074091685570131444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/10/pink-positive.html' title='Pink Positive'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-6568886872297510426</id><published>2009-09-25T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T10:40:31.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Remember those days nearing your dreaded PMR :')Oh when everyone around you is up to their noses in books.And all you had to do was CIRCLE the correct answer.:')And haha, remember those days when your parents decided that the best way to make you sit down and study was to deprive you of all modern entertainment. No access to the computer, no going out, no TV.Yeah, it was awhile ago. 2 years.And </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6568886872297510426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6568886872297510426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/09/remember-those-days-nearing-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-7990616451898937474</id><published>2009-09-22T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T10:07:55.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm trying to create a new Twitter account. Hence, I need a new username.My previous account, Jennutd was left to rot. Until I decided to use it again.I discovered it got blocked by Twitter.?!?!Blasphemy."Due to strange activitiy" says Twitter.Maybe it was my name. Maybe the Twitter board are Manchester City fans. o.OTrying to conjure up a catchy and Jenn-ish username that is not colorfingers.I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/7990616451898937474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/7990616451898937474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-trying-to-create-new-twitter-account.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-6022462271770497757</id><published>2009-09-19T14:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T15:37:14.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>" Happy Raya "</title><summary type='text'>HELLOOOOO!It's quite tragic and depressing to keep seeing the car crash whenever I visit my blog. about it.So I'm gonna untragic-fy with the festive joys!To all Kok's concerned friends, his dad dealt with the news in a safe manner. My parents also knew about first-hand. Just a matter of days ago while my dad was driving out of the house, he stopped. A moment of lingering in the air. He broke the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6022462271770497757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6022462271770497757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-raya.html' title='&quot; Happy Raya &quot;'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/SrR6L6ucZCI/AAAAAAAADKo/AdaJRTiNlmA/s72-c/g-force_movie.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-6274269904185459471</id><published>2009-09-11T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T15:32:12.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>" What am I gonna tell my dad weih "</title><summary type='text'>[VERSI TERKINI]Monday started with a bang!Monday was a public holiday,sun's shining,birds a-twittering and books like Mount Kinabalu on my table. Ah yes. Our daily consciences take a toll on us and we opt for the more intellectual option. You know, STUDYING and what not.But no. Not MY best friends.They're special!SO THERE I WAS. Quiet morning without my Ipod or phone. Furiously at my Bio essay or</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6274269904185459471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6274269904185459471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-am-i-gonna-tell-my-dad-weih.html' title='&quot; What am I gonna tell my dad weih &quot;'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/SqY-a4t3SkI/AAAAAAAADII/4fW1ye43PuI/s72-c/P9077110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-289882034084364835</id><published>2009-09-09T17:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T17:36:23.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How many times can a man watch a sunrise without feeling,free?Hmm. A line doodled somewhere between pages in my books.Jamiroquai - Hot Tequila Brown. Vaguely remember him :/I have a lot of these in the most random places for my 2 year thick text books. And they somewhat depict my on-goings. And my friends' .. *Liesa == * All the crap we've been through oh dear god save us.We've came a long way to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/289882034084364835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/289882034084364835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-many-times-can-man-watch-sunrise.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-114754126193932510</id><published>2009-09-05T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T23:58:57.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>" I had orange juice and got asthma the next day "</title><summary type='text'>That's my youngest brother to you. New excuse to escape the Vitamin C's..I really think he's getting gayer and gayer by the week. I'm a proud sister.Every time I open this window I blank out and forget what I was supposed to write.Hmm. Funny. Same feeling I get when I saw my exam papers.==How are the exams you ask me?Trial and Error.Emphasis on the Error. In neon signboards.I really should work </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/114754126193932510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/114754126193932510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-had-orange-juice-and-got-asthma-next.html' title='&quot; I had orange juice and got asthma the next day &quot;'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/SqKJMAhgf-I/AAAAAAAADG4/byoI8eJsAm4/s72-c/DSC08233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-4672898764724593853</id><published>2009-08-30T23:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T18:00:24.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the spirit of national unity,</title><summary type='text'>You know how you have the most random messenger contacts and they might just come from anywhere in the world/country.Yeah. Things like this then happens.I wasn't in the mood.. Am never,online.Quite the opposite in real life :)ZhenChi becomes the savior :DUnknown fella from another state. Penang,Ipoh,wherever. * chiiiiiiiii - im cool (H) has been added to the conversation.shng says:*hi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/4672898764724593853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/4672898764724593853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-spirit-of-national-unity.html' title='In the spirit of national unity,'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-725836154565894857</id><published>2009-08-30T21:51:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T23:08:41.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every soul in the room keeping time with their hands</title><summary type='text'>I can't believe I spent almost 5 hours in front of the telly watching sweaty,muscular men running around with a ball last night.     HECK YEAHHH.What the hell is wrong with me. Wide awake and pumped up for no useful reason. Why can't that be generated for more wonderful things in life like History and Fizikos :/Teacher Ramesh and Jenn.*after Diaby's own goal* Jenn was stunned." Dont tell me that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/725836154565894857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/725836154565894857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/every-soul-in-room-keeping-time-with.html' title='Every soul in the room keeping time with their hands'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/SpqSMT4frxI/AAAAAAAADGw/UQT7YnPHAS8/s72-c/kaka_real_madrid_shirt_8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-6871543592439126223</id><published>2009-08-25T15:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T15:15:03.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoke and mirrors.</title><summary type='text'>I keep a blog to remember the times I've had and the things I've done.So in honour's sake I'm not posting up what went down last night.Neither do I want to recall it nor remember it.The only thing now to do is to re-evaluate and to move forward from there.No, Jesus did not appear at my doorstep nor did Newton suddenly appeared to be a LiQi in a wig..Life has kicked me in the arse.LIFE RULE #1You </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6871543592439126223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6871543592439126223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/smoke-and-mirrors.html' title='Smoke and mirrors.'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-8775536848942328063</id><published>2009-08-23T22:57:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T00:23:50.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I studied Going Out.</title><summary type='text'>   Nette and ONE of her scrapbooks from her friends.Crazy dedication and time your friends have.I BET THEIR HOMEWORK IS PERFECT == I dont think I have the knowledge to label everyone..so this will be,The group pic from Nette's 17th birthday party on Friday night :)THANKS BABE!The girl runs her own party like a camp.A bright future in event management eh x)Your birthday present from Nau and I will</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8775536848942328063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8775536848942328063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-studied-going-out.html' title='I studied Going Out.'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/SpFgtVlsumI/AAAAAAAADDo/GEYm0okdPt8/s72-c/5340_140633652353_577812353_3358906_5265291_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-937731043539803908</id><published>2009-08-21T15:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T16:01:15.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain porridge.</title><summary type='text'>You know how all of us are supposed to get at least 9 hours of sleep per day.I feel like I only got 9 hours this week.Oh well.Nothing a little dancing can't cure ;)I reckon our school is never in peace.The things that have happened in school -* Our books being thrown all over the assembly tapak. Apparently it was the deadly consequence for not clearing out all the books in classes. I don't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/937731043539803908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/937731043539803908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/brain-porridge.html' title='Brain porridge.'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-1557680748062702713</id><published>2009-08-14T22:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T23:19:04.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn my sweet effigy,I'm a rooad runner</title><summary type='text'>- Fire, Kasabian ( WORLD STAGE WHOOO TELL ME HOW IT GOES)What's an effigy :/[ .__&gt; ] qi says:effigy = representation/image of someone/somethingFERSuasion says:so what has it to do with road runnerThe only reason I'm not announcing a hiatus is,because I know that when I do, I'll just be itching even more to blog.x)My system is bermacam itu.Tell me A, and I'll do B,C,E, F and GSTAY LOYAL TO THE </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1557680748062702713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1557680748062702713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/burn-my-sweet-effigyim-roooooad-runner.html' title='Burn my sweet effigy,I&apos;m a rooad runner'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-6721596193023980596</id><published>2009-08-10T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:18:08.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Woes of A Doting Father</title><summary type='text'>I love my dad. He likes to discuss about career options with me.I bet everyone's parents are == FREAKY RIGHT." So I think your best bet is law "" Mm really "" Or maybe *other careers* "" Ahh maybe "" But THE MOST EASIEST ONE for YOU is.. "" What?? "If you muted him,you'd think we hit the jackpot of all careers." Find a good husband and get married,is the easiest "I almost fell off my chair.&lt;!--</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6721596193023980596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6721596193023980596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/woes-of-doting-father.html' title='The Woes of A Doting Father'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-3820538830112429101</id><published>2009-08-08T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T00:13:47.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Omens</title><summary type='text'>Judging by the staggering amount of times the song plays whenever I merely as just STEP into a damn room/car,I'm starting to think this song is an omen from the gods above.And I have been designated for this one holy mission to bring peace to human mankind.Fire = You Burning = Must On = KillThe = Sean Dance = BloodyFloor = KingstonGeeeerrrrh &gt;( Hand me the rifle.* This post was inspired by the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3820538830112429101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3820538830112429101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/omens.html' title='Omens'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-8931919460155879794</id><published>2009-08-06T21:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:55:59.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know that love could be a shield</title><summary type='text'>Cheesy as it is, I love that song :D - Girlfriend, Justin Timberlake feat Nelly  I love everything about that song dowhh. The way he's so forthright and stubborn about making the girl he just met his. Mmmmhmm *nods* Just something bout old school pop eh ;)  MEGAT YOOO.With my caption balloon he instantly fell in love with haha.SASER and DU peeps :D CANT WAIT FOR THE NEW SEASON. So many games,so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8931919460155879794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8931919460155879794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/did-you-know-that-love-could-be-shield.html' title='Did you know that love could be a shield'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/SnrZj66PFmI/AAAAAAAADCI/SH0x-PILTec/s72-c/6048_1099784534417_1220766383_30314544_2241428_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-4579263450031884725</id><published>2009-08-02T00:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:38:25.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiralling</title><summary type='text'>- KEANESo my parents bought us a new house, (lol I make it sound like groceries) but they're really scouting for the best for us! 5 days just for it. My parents are WARRIORS,man. And so are the other few 100 people. Apparently there was a semi-riot.Quote Dad," Omg I tell you man, worse than your cheeeerleading *hand waves around* "HAHAHAHA.Choosing my room," I WANT THIS ONE KAY. THANKYOU. "" Nooo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/4579263450031884725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/4579263450031884725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/08/spiralling.html' title='Spiralling'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-6996490070649099989</id><published>2009-07-29T22:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:56:45.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is not your song</title><summary type='text'>- About A Girl, The Academy Is..MY PARENTS ARE DAMN DRAMATIC LAHH.And I am their offspring.:(Marwan,Sya,Jenn,Aiman getting kinky with the extra "prizes"" *looks down*.. Damn "Cos I couldnt have spent 4 hours in those shoes and NOT post a pic of em genuine vintage Italians :D Love the rustic charm of it.Nah I'm kidding. Was running around without em most of the times.Yes, I'm not kidding. Serious </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6996490070649099989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6996490070649099989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-not-your-song.html' title='This is not your song'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/SnBbV6-28cI/AAAAAAAADBk/b56QlNL2Ak8/s72-c/6208_1103753073628_1220766383_30328182_5095772_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-3616791501005424732</id><published>2009-07-26T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T19:46:12.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EQ's make better songs</title><summary type='text'>Ipod EQ's I mean." Do you mind if I change your EQ "" Nah, I have enough IQ :D "Why am I funny at the wrongest times. Cos I need funny times at the wrongest times :(I really should start doing things the right way.Like telling my parents in advance about my plans.Technically, I didnt sneak out.Lets call it going with the flow. My parents were just uninformed.You know,if my mum had added me on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3616791501005424732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3616791501005424732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/eqs-make-better-songs.html' title='EQ&apos;s make better songs'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-3164440437131943529</id><published>2009-07-24T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:52:55.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We with the words</title><summary type='text'>are full of crap.x)Eepers. AUGUST IZ COMINGZ.Okay you didnt need me telling you that.Dropped by Tropicana on Thursday with the usual pooheads = Jie,Koks,Jou + Qi minus Joel.After JENN (emphasis) studied, they headed down to the gym while I gave it a miss. History textbooks were already giving my brain muscles a run for their monayh. Jou and I headed down to the pool. Only to wait around dutifully</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3164440437131943529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3164440437131943529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-with-words.html' title='We with the words'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-261089345327266014</id><published>2009-07-21T23:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T00:09:23.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I get haircuts just to wait for it grow out.</title><summary type='text'>Today, I had my first haircut at O'Inno. Normally my budget for haircuts are minimal cos..my hair turns out the same anyways,AWESOME :D Kidding? Haha. But my hair is rather low maintenance like that. Usual place wasn't opened,strangely.So you know what they talk about learning "hair speak" when you go to salons?Forget it.Now I know that all you need to know is, CANTONESE.I thought that only the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/261089345327266014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/261089345327266014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-get-haircuts-just-to-wait-for-it-grow.html' title='I get haircuts just to wait for it grow out.'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-2779886673768000660</id><published>2009-07-20T22:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T23:26:32.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We've got a big,big mess on our hands tonight</title><summary type='text'>- The Academy Is..My family does not fit the broken family genre." Well if the family members don't share common values, they're gonna go their separate ways right? And no one is to decide what common values are. "Okay. I don't really know what's the underlying message in this. But it was definitely weird,even in Dad's book.I've been on an ongoing spitfire war with my parents,mostly my dad. Mum's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/2779886673768000660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/2779886673768000660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/weve-got-bigbig-mess-on-our-hands.html' title='We&apos;ve got a big,big mess on our hands tonight'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-3206169281506668388</id><published>2009-07-19T00:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T01:07:23.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best kind of noise</title><summary type='text'>Sya's 17th on the 17th (Friday)The theme was Statements.AND I JUST GOT BACK FROM THE REDDEST DAY EVERR.ManUtd vs Malaysia match :DMore about the whole thing with pictures when I have the timeBut for now, I'll just post up quotes from all the AWESOME MALAYSIAN strangers Ashley and I met through out the day!Seriously if anything was better than the match, it was bonding with the people.Ask me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3206169281506668388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/3206169281506668388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-kind-of-noise.html' title='The best kind of noise'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/SmH4jY3ptiI/AAAAAAAADAk/SsY5vAgUt10/s72-c/6048_1099780894326_1220766383_30314530_1477927_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-1409654027103083454</id><published>2009-07-13T21:23:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T15:57:22.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Julai</title><summary type='text'>July started off with a bang!I realized I have this habit of NOT bloggin about the most important things.And more about my thoughts and feelings...But thats why you lovinz me right?Okay. FINE. I was hopeful.July 4 &amp; 5My main girls &lt;3SENIOR BITCHESSS.2005-2008Base Sarah, Base/Spot Jenn, multi-purpose Sya, Base Pik, Flyer KahMun, Spotters Mei Li, Jen Ai and Flyer Steph :)Sexy footwear.There was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1409654027103083454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1409654027103083454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/julai.html' title='Julai'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sls5I2JSZJI/AAAAAAAAC8c/rXD5TfIub0o/s72-c/seniors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-5038167146374549258</id><published>2009-07-13T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T18:42:20.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay for the record.I have no damned idea what this Obi-Wan Kenobi ass of a blogger is going on and on about.I reckon he's just one of those people among us that just despises everything Malaysian and grades it lower BECAUSE we happen to stand on this piece of soil.So if cheerleaders smelt like wet socks and recycled sweat, you'd respect us? Love, the WWF is in the other direction.So lemme get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/5038167146374549258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/5038167146374549258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay-for-record.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-5317225249700183962</id><published>2009-07-09T19:15:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:27:48.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bimbo &lt; Cheerleader &lt;  Amoeba</title><summary type='text'>- part of the arrangement for the Animal Game we played while waiting for our pimped out bus.Wtf right =="I finally know what ftw means! Fuck the world right "" What? "" Pissed people keep saying that. So I figured.."" I always thought it was Free the Whales o.O "WenHan and I.But Huajie said it was something else. I dont know.They're acronyms. FTW!In the midst of trying to call someone, " Wtf, my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/5317225249700183962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/5317225249700183962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/bimbo-cheerleader-amoeba.html' title='Bimbo &lt; Cheerleader &lt;  Amoeba'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/SlXsC82h59I/AAAAAAAAC70/A8UPLhpudYQ/s72-c/P7072777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-1759405471354152288</id><published>2009-07-07T22:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:20:33.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Mess with the Wrong Blue</title><summary type='text'>Will update about Cheer 2009 soon!Currently swarmed in Malam Bakat rehersals,practices and prom duties.Honestly forgetting about everything ==Pardon my emo cheer post if it was too much sappiness for ya. Meh.Hey,people everywhere else go on and on everyday about their weird,twisted relationships on god knows what little things they want to emo about publicly. This is just cheer and it only comes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1759405471354152288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/1759405471354152288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-mess-with-wrong-blue.html' title='Don&apos;t Mess with the Wrong Blue'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-4731807119660221953</id><published>2009-07-03T23:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T14:27:42.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna live like I know what I'm leaving</title><summary type='text'>For 4 years, approximately on this night, my usual routine (pun) at this very moment would me turning and tossing in my sleep at 10pm.10pm because us cheerleaders need our cheer sleep before the big day.Turning and tossing,well. Go figure.Partly due to a possibly hairsprayed rock solid ponytails too.*rubs head in comfort*It feels weird that I'm not gonna be putting on my shiny uniform </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/4731807119660221953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/4731807119660221953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wanna-live-like-i-know-what-im.html' title='I wanna live like I know what I&apos;m leaving'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-6663248791842119428</id><published>2009-07-01T21:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T14:27:12.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homegirl,you KICKIN IT.</title><summary type='text'> - Tye Hill, judge from Jags USA  JAGS. OMG.JAGS.*click*NO ITS NOT AN ACRONYM or PILOT FIGHTING BOMBER SQUAD.  JAGS IS LIKE THE ARSENAL OF CHEER WORLD USA. TopGun is the ManUtd :D FYI : Who are Jags? Well,they just got Champions for Worlds 2009. CHAMPIONS. THAT HE-BITCH. Which totally explains the he-bitching.  But the was for the all-girls large senior. But it's basically the same family. So </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6663248791842119428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/6663248791842119428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/07/homegirlyou-kickin-it.html' title='Homegirl,you KICKIN IT.'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/SktpuoRz3iI/AAAAAAAAC6A/pMl8GBPB2dk/s72-c/P7012712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-4325353480896773865</id><published>2009-06-26T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T23:12:51.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the enemy's scrotum.</title><summary type='text'>- Pentukar 2"If you enter this world knowing you are loved and you leave this world knowing the same, then everything that happens in between can be dealt with.”- Michael JacksonShitt. Imagine poor Wade Robson right now :(Wade lived,breathe,ate MJ-ism. Shit.Oh well. The world didn't appreciate him when he was here and now the media is all pity and mourning. Yeah what the fuck man ==Think of it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/4325353480896773865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/4325353480896773865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/06/under-enemys-scrotum.html' title='Under the enemy&apos;s scrotum.'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/SkTk9z7vS3I/AAAAAAAAC5Y/yuqodktdYEg/s72-c/P6262676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664329027827472142.post-8609605210942392722</id><published>2009-06-23T17:05:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T23:27:37.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Megan Fox</title><summary type='text'>is boring. SHOOT ME. Muaha.Cik Ina episodes." Why weren't you listening to me huh! "" I was thinking bout Megan Fox "" =="" WHAT ABOUT YOU *points to Chi* "" *gestures to Shane* He was telling me about Megan Fox "And then after that some of us got called out for cheering too loud.I got called for laughing the loudest.Civilized civics.Woah.Nostalgia. Malam Bakat 2007.ZHEN CHI'S HAIR!!!!!!*points*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8609605210942392722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664329027827472142/posts/default/8609605210942392722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colorfingers.blogspot.com/2009/06/megan-fox.html' title='Megan Fox'/><author><name>Jenn Chew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11036664735742967823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/Sg_SEUGVjxI/AAAAAAAACtY/uieZTUDTbBQ/S220/DSC03853.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1v3WiPWI90/SkCbBxkFg_I/AAAAAAAAC3Y/OBCPPmThmg8/s72-c/DSC00066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
