<?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-11419049</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:52:22.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scribbling my life down on my notebook.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>197</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-116118259068600521</id><published>2006-10-18T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T22:43:10.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so you had a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;come gimme 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little miss sunshine was good. i laughed till i nearly pee-ed in my pants.  i had to rush to the toilet after that. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s.a.m was lovely. thank you for the wonderful dejavu you gave me. the memories of our first date came floating back. guess that would be our favourite hang out place. artsy fartsy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cher's fart is seriously fatal. LOL. my nose ached and it nearly ran away from me the moment she farted. practically the entire far east could smell it. she is going to kill me for typing this out but.. heehee. CHER, STOP FARTING.&lt;br /&gt;loved the talks we had. you made me feel so much better with the nipple stories and the "-.-" people sharing session. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baaah, school seriously aint going well. i dont like it. AT ALL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-116118259068600521?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/116118259068600521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=116118259068600521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/116118259068600521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/116118259068600521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-you-had-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-116092706156687330</id><published>2006-10-15T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T23:44:21.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school is starting in... less than 9 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sulks*&lt;br /&gt;*pouts*&lt;br /&gt;*stomps feet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want lah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate it when this day comes. sucha spoiler.&lt;br /&gt;if not, i would have been in a pub @ kovan with my work mates. darns.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed work today! with derek &amp;amp; derrick. lol. silly people who made working so much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boyfriend got me pretty pretty shorts on saturday! what a surprise! :D&lt;br /&gt;perfect size too. got to thank kisha for accompanying him to shop and also to try out the sizes! THANKYOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;well, i have to admit.. i do love surprises. unlike the previous dunowhat post where i mentioned i hate surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gimme more happy surprises!&lt;br /&gt;still, school is sucha bummer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-116092706156687330?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/116092706156687330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=116092706156687330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/116092706156687330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/116092706156687330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/10/school-is-starting-in.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-116005736787137131</id><published>2006-10-05T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T23:24:25.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>off to the zoo and back!&lt;br /&gt;the zoo changed so much and i had so much fun there. it was as though i was a little kid once more. only this time, it was the boyfriend beside me and not my daddy and mummy. :D still feels good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the zoo changed so much and the animals there are freaking cute &amp; scary lah. i swear, some are quite SCARY!!&lt;br /&gt;we didnt bring any digi cam there so i used my *ahem* N73 with 3.2 mega pixel carl zeiss lens to take. LOL. promoting for my company now. weeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/05102006171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/05102006171.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way to the zooo! the uncle behind in blue is in every pic that we took. and i couldn't stop laughin at his "omg, when will they stop taking cos i think i'm inside all the pictures and i dont know what to do" expression on his face! muhahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;so we reached zoo and guess what animal had the honour of being the first to scare me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/05102006180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/05102006180.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one. the white face monkey or something. this is the female so its erm, grey? but still, THEY LOOK HORRIBLE. and you know what, they jumped towards me and some ang moh tourists. i got a fright. dammn. so malu-ating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we decided, we shld find some docile animals who wont jump out of their area to frighten nice people like us.&lt;br /&gt;so we walked around, took pictures of some deer who wont stop sticking their arses towards us while we are trying to take a pic, pics of some kind of monkey who knew how to pose when i ask it to. teeheehee! FINALLY, we found these really adorable lovelies in the zoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/05102006186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/05102006186.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sea otters!!!!! SO CUTE RIGHT!! omg, i wanna bring all of them home!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/05102006187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/05102006187.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one really fat and lazy cat who looks like a bear. i forgot what is it called alr. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/05102006194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/05102006194.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were still pretty much smiling. teehee until we reached fragile forest.&lt;br /&gt;omg did i have the itch of my life!! cockroaches, flies, beatles and all the weird weird insects.&lt;br /&gt;the butterflies there are so darn irritating cos they seem to like flying right into your face. either they dont have eyes to see or they are just plain playful. which is irritating cos half the time i have to cover my face in case they fly FLAT into my face. eeewwww. we were so unglam cos we were screaming and ducking the stupid butterflies. =X&lt;br /&gt;then we saw this pretty helpful duck who decided to be our tour guide. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/05102006201.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/05102006201.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then this blue bird (oops!) got to come and give me another scare. there were so many of them on the pathway and mind you, they were quite big. each time lu tried to pull me over to him so i could hurry up cross over these birds, THIS PARTICULAR one will FLAP its wings as if it is objecting. so fierce lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/05102006203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/05102006203.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh goateee goateee. SO CUTE RIGHT? the bottom one kept following us cos we were eating potato chips. sucha sweetheart. they look like they are posing for us right? heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/05102006212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/05102006212.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my favouriteee of the entire zoo trip is..... *drums rolling.. *&lt;br /&gt;ELE- ELE-&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/05102006217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/05102006217.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ELEPHANTS!!!!! they are sooooo LOVELY i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we reached the mongoose enclosure and i shouted "hey, take a grp picture can?"&lt;br /&gt;and they immediately ran to the front and started to gather around. i swear what i just told you is nothing but the truth.  i was shocked too.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/05102006220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/05102006220.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lar, a little candid cos i was rushing off. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved today. everything was so planned and everything went so smoothly. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/05102006167-001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/05102006167-001.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy second month baby. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-116005736787137131?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/116005736787137131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=116005736787137131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/116005736787137131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/116005736787137131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/10/off-to-zoo-and-back-zoo-changed-so.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115989584271104007</id><published>2006-10-04T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T01:17:22.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>accompanied brandon to the skin centre and we both discovered that hey! doctors can be pretty hilarious. &lt;s&gt;walked&lt;/s&gt; ran in the rain cos bloody nsc doesnt have shelters. bad bad bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa! serious. i was shaking inside the room and i ended up bursting into laughters once i left the room. stupid brandon kept making faces at me while the doctor was talking in a super slow motion way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was on him cos i woke up early in the morning to accompany him. weeee! free lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the rest of the day sleeping then waking up to buy dinner and to walk the dog and to buy ice-cream!! ice-cream uncle so friendly and nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving my estate more and more even though the residents here in my block keep to themselves compared to the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hate me today,&lt;br /&gt;hate me tmr.&lt;br /&gt;hate me for all the things i didn't do for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing i won't touch again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somehow, these lyrics seemed so true to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115989584271104007?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115989584271104007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115989584271104007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115989584271104007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115989584271104007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/10/accompanied-brandon-to-skin-centre-and.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115980235053221045</id><published>2006-10-02T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T23:19:10.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh, listening to all the top songs when i was still in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;britney spears and spice girls. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cher left for vietnam alr. time is passing so fast. school is going to start in like 14 days? i dont like it. time should not pass fast when we are having our holidays. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally 18. no big diff but hell yea, i can officially stick my id into the bouncers' faces and stick my chin up. :D weeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work turned out to be quite sucky after some irritating part-timer decided to complain to the manager that i wasnt doing my work when hello?&lt;br /&gt;1) i sold more phones than you&lt;br /&gt;2) you were out there buying 4D and receiving calls from your OTHER JOB&lt;br /&gt;3) i didnt fully utilized my 1 hr break.&lt;br /&gt;4) you were online checking soccer matches and what to bet.&lt;br /&gt;5) you were telling all the customers bout the bad points of the phone model they are intending to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get a life jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to be so bored tmr being alone at home the whole day. sighs  what should i have for lunch and dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, random blogging isn't so good afterall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115980235053221045?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115980235053221045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115980235053221045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115980235053221045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115980235053221045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/10/ahhh-listening-to-all-top-songs-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115902149055252784</id><published>2006-09-23T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T22:24:50.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tell me why planning ahead always do not work.&lt;br /&gt;tell me why i dont like surprises in my life cos they all seem to be bad surprises.&lt;br /&gt;tell me why i'm feeling so sucky despite going to turn 18.&lt;br /&gt;tell me why i dont feel good anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me.&lt;br /&gt;tell me.&lt;br /&gt;tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday cheryn dearie. (:&lt;br /&gt;seeing you tmr at your chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam, i hope you enjoyed your birthday at newyork newyork ytd.&lt;br /&gt;great meeting up with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115902149055252784?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115902149055252784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115902149055252784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115902149055252784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115902149055252784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/09/tell-me-why-planning-ahead-always-do.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115877138538424702</id><published>2006-09-21T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T00:56:25.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goccery shopping and italian cooking with the boyfriend was like the sweetest thing on earth.&lt;br /&gt;pasta with minced beef and shitake mushrooms drowned in italian tomato sauce with a tinge of spicyness. um umm.. add tobasco sauce and it is totally heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bout 1 week plus into the new hse and my boyfriend is the frequent visitor already. just lazing around watching telly or the latest, him bringing his ps2 to play was wonderful. lalala, i'm loving my new hse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole sunday night over at cher's and it was pure fun. thanks ccb for making everything seemed so right when everything seems to be going haywire for me. loved the funny actions you made just to make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;and remember, you got a whole lifetime of high end nail art courtesy from your lovely cherie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was fine. so far so good. loving the whole "let's sit inside the shop and wait for customers to pop in and ask some questions before leaving" atmosphere. gimme my pay soon so i can pamper myself a lil as well as my sweetheart (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying over with sissy as usual, was funny. learning to talk like some robot, playing with the little one, chit chatting bout how our lives are.. gossiping bout the man in our lives. weeehooo. that's what sissies are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i guess that tiny lil hope that i held on to for 4 years is finally slipping off my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;why can't YOU just let me hold on to that hope and not let me snap outta reality, for only in that world of mine, do i still find the strength to carry on with my life and to stay positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115877138538424702?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115877138538424702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115877138538424702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115877138538424702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115877138538424702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/09/goccery-shopping-and-italian-cooking.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115842367112836252</id><published>2006-09-17T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T00:21:11.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5th day in my new hse.&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving it. really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting used to reaching home within 20 mins from town. so freaking fast that i cannot even doze off on the bus unlike in the past where the stupid 132 would travel round the whole of amk before reaching my hse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unpacking sucks and my mama has been one great super mega powerful lady doing most of it cos me, the young lady, got to go for job training and also to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of work was quite fun. slack at times but once we are busy, we are really busy. it is as though the customers purposely wait outside the shop for other customers to start buying and join in the fun. manager is crude but nice cos she treat me lunch and drink! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;customers were overall.. nice. except for this super fussy lady who insisted that i should delete all the files from her old hp in front of her. like wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just earned $84 today!! WEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;come cp and visit me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's true, i'm stuck on you. teeheehee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115842367112836252?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115842367112836252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115842367112836252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115842367112836252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115842367112836252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/09/5th-day-in-my-new-hse.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115780740884148899</id><published>2006-09-09T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T21:10:08.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala. i'm gonna shift tomorrow!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yesyesyes people, no more serangoon north!&lt;br /&gt;sigghhhs, gonna miss this neighbourhood man. so safe that i felt like a baby in my mama's arms each time i come back home from a long day. be it 12am or 3am. it feels like its in the afternoon and noone dares to do anything to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye bus 25, 55, 76, 315.&lt;br /&gt;no more easy access to the NEline. no more easy access to sam's hse, cher's hse, clique's hse, bear's hse. basically all my favourites' hse! =((&lt;br /&gt;no more easy access to gardens for a chill out session.&lt;br /&gt;no more bigg bigg room with bigggg toilet for me to dance around.&lt;br /&gt;no more walks round the big big house.&lt;br /&gt;no more memories of which i had in my void deck, the neighbouring areas and even in my own humble home . memories i missed so badly and deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking bout it now, my new hse is close to say, town only? siggghhss.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, new house is good. at least i still have my own room and i'm closer to my love! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna miss you housiee. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BRAND NEW START MANN. i want it to be good. and i dont want it to end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115780740884148899?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115780740884148899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115780740884148899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115780740884148899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115780740884148899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/09/lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115747171838535558</id><published>2006-09-05T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T00:34:49.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sentosa,&lt;br /&gt;the sun, the sand and the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thunderstorm in the wee hours of today and i thought the whole tanning session would be cancelled. thank goodness, it cleared just before i left the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached sunny sentosa and indeed, mr sun loves us! ((:&lt;br /&gt;tanning was goood, soaking in the sea was even better. weeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;elbows hurt from rubbing into the sand.&lt;br /&gt;played pickup sticks and word puzzels. ate dino gummy.&lt;br /&gt;what more could i ask for when the company is sooo sooo good. LOVES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tram rides were oh so romantic cos the breeze was just right.&lt;br /&gt;animal shows, skyride, musical fountain.&lt;br /&gt;even makan-ing at koufu was wonderful. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the walks we had, the time we spent.&lt;br /&gt;the stupid crappy stuff i said that you tried your best not to roll your eyes at.&lt;br /&gt;weeee, let's do it again!&lt;br /&gt;next time, we shall go to the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;near-death experience made me frightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt; of losing my loved ones &lt;/s&gt; of my loved ones losing me.&lt;br /&gt;sounds cliche, but i'm gonna cherish life even more now.&lt;br /&gt;whether you like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun-burnt skin is bad. my mum purposely whacked me somemore.&lt;br /&gt;oh, silly mother that i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting sis and grandma tmr. i can hardly wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shifting hse soon! volunteers needed. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115747171838535558?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115747171838535558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115747171838535558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115747171838535558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115747171838535558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/09/sentosa-sun-sand-and-sea_05.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115729890345239258</id><published>2006-09-03T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T23:56:15.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just within a year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are my hairstyles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started out with a C-shape fringe that caused controversy. k, maybe not that serious.&lt;br /&gt;(i couldnt find the non photoshopped pic.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/pic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this.. after somewhat like 8 months plus? my long beautiful mannne. the longest ever i suppposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/DSC00751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/DSC00751.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now this... just had a major haircut though you cant see much from the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;did colouring too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/DSC00782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/DSC00782.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will be in for a surprise as tomorrow, most of the remaining hair will go.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna sport short hair. uber short.&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared, i'm afraid. all in 8 hours. just 8 hours more and my long hair is gone.&lt;br /&gt;shall post a pic asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps: cheryl dear, you know you are a great girl. who cares what those bitches say bout you. they are a bunch of childish kiddos who have low self-esteem and the only way to make them look better is to spread ridiculous rumours bout others. together we go, "HMPPH".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115729890345239258?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115729890345239258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115729890345239258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115729890345239258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115729890345239258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-within-year.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115713299724042326</id><published>2006-09-02T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T01:49:57.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>j) NINTENDO SIXTY FOOOOOOOUUUUUURRRRR !!!!! | [Paused]  says:&lt;br /&gt;you looked nice to me in whatever hairstyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.cherie                                           i bathe naked says:&lt;br /&gt;((: that's real swweeeet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j) NINTENDO SIXTY FOOOOOOOUUUUUURRRRR !!!!! | [Paused]  says:&lt;br /&gt;seriously speaking I think short hair goes better with your spunky attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my cousin. really. he made me felt so much better. by far, the sweetest one ever. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was tiring but nonetheless, fun.&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness cher was there with me. the jokes, the convo. woowee, i couldnt have survived the entire day without her.&lt;br /&gt;sam is off happily settling down in vietnam for 2 weeks. i'm missing her man. noone to chat all the way through the night with me now. COME BACK SOON GIRLY GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;counting down:&lt;br /&gt;hair disappearing in : 2 days&lt;br /&gt;shifting hse in : 4 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many stuff is happening. why do i feel so sick &amp;amp; tired of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreams are meant for sleeping. (tell me dreams do come true. assure me. cos i have a bad feeling.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115713299724042326?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115713299724042326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115713299724042326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115713299724042326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115713299724042326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/09/j-nintendo-sixty-fooooooouuuuuurrrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115675626502729002</id><published>2006-08-28T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T17:17:44.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no mars one. cheater.&lt;br /&gt;actually we knew bout the whole scam but we still wanted to try our luck.&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell, the moon wasnt even out too!&lt;br /&gt;rofl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked like 50,000 steps ytd and my legs are seriously aching now.&lt;br /&gt;macs was like our chill out place and we basically combed through the entire esplanade, city hall, liang court, clarke quay, boat quay.. erm.. suntec!&lt;br /&gt;went fort canning only to realise that we crashed into WOMAD. cool. too bad, it was the finale that we crashed into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 7+am and finally went to bed at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;SO MANY CALLS kept coming and i had to wake up every hour just to reply to sms-es and to answet phone calls!&lt;br /&gt;=(( no proper sleep cos of those and also cos of the stupid throat and nose of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more m1 telemarketing job. i hope what i wrote in the previous entry wont come true man.&lt;br /&gt;going for the nokia training tmr and also hairshow prep. weeehooo.&lt;br /&gt;i'm free on the weekdays now! gonna go enjjoooyyyy while i can.&lt;br /&gt;sentosa anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS: I'M HUNGRY!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115675626502729002?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115675626502729002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115675626502729002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115675626502729002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115675626502729002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-mars-one.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115658647222522594</id><published>2006-08-26T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T18:02:01.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my voice's damn sexy now.&lt;br /&gt;call me to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna get the same voice as me, go get sore throat and cough. it works damn well.&lt;br /&gt;oh, add some sneezing to it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang, just when i needed a job badly,  noone wants to offer me one.&lt;br /&gt;so, just when i found a job, no.. 2 jobs. for weekdays and weekends.. EVERYONE started offering me more jobs.&lt;br /&gt;wahlaueh. can't they find a better timing or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna work for my cousin?&lt;br /&gt;some shop in bugis village. ask me more bout the details. she needs someone to help work for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in a dilemma. should i get the nokia job and foresake my weekends?&lt;br /&gt;the pay is bloody good but i must work every weekend.&lt;br /&gt;you know what, i should just go for the training and tell them the days i can't work and see if they still wanna hire me.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i have a feeling that all at once, the jobs are going to slip outta my hands.&lt;br /&gt;life sucks. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been packing my room and i'm stuck. i have no idea what else to pack already. watching some cheena show on channel U. seriously, tw should come up with better storylines for their show.&lt;br /&gt;sat sucks lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Mars, you, me.. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115658647222522594?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115658647222522594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115658647222522594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115658647222522594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115658647222522594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-voices-damn-sexy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115635233798991361</id><published>2006-08-24T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T01:02:25.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love was in the air when advertising paper ended.&lt;br /&gt;i realised how much i loved mrm while studying for freaking advertising.. BUT i  felt alright with the paper. i mean, calculations rocked my socks man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited grandma at TTSH and i'm glad she is fine ((:&lt;br /&gt;will go down to her new hse soon cos its so near!!! WEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boy's birthday and i'm glad he enjoyed it. (:&lt;br /&gt;went over to farand's hse to meet him and had dinner with his friends before going cine to catch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;simple mini celebration and simple gifts, marsbar and trivium cd. sorry boy, i'm broke so i can't spend too much money. :(&lt;br /&gt;movie was great cos the company was awesome. gimme any movie, anytime. just gimme the same company and i'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;dearest sang to me and i totally melt. first time for everything and yes, the first time a guy actually sang to me. i'm loving it. (:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAYY!!&lt;br /&gt;LOVES!  ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KNOW WHAT? i'm FREEEEEE now!!!! WOOHOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;starting work on the 29th.. but right now.. WHO CARESS!!! teeheehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115635233798991361?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115635233798991361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115635233798991361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115635233798991361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115635233798991361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/08/love-was-in-air-when-advertising-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115615295392063526</id><published>2006-08-21T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T17:36:34.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>taking a break from studying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised something.&lt;br /&gt;honeystars and mrm go well together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throat is killing me. 3 bottles of water and it isn't helping much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days.. just 2 more days before i can finally enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115615295392063526?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115615295392063526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115615295392063526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115615295392063526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115615295392063526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/08/taking-break-from-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115608958997227482</id><published>2006-08-20T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T23:59:49.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All in 2 days of work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;videocall&lt;br /&gt;chop&lt;br /&gt;talks to customer&lt;br /&gt;lunch&lt;br /&gt;videocall&lt;br /&gt;chop&lt;br /&gt;videocall&lt;br /&gt;chop&lt;br /&gt;sees same customer&lt;br /&gt;chop&lt;br /&gt;videocall&lt;br /&gt;sees same customer&lt;br /&gt;videocall&lt;br /&gt;chop&lt;br /&gt;sees same customer&lt;br /&gt;chop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE HAVE A PROBLEM IN SINGAPORE&lt;br /&gt;the people are BLOODY KIASU.&lt;br /&gt;so many of them came all the way to suntec just for the stupid goodie bag.&lt;br /&gt;please, get a life. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;video calling is fun and my supervisor was great. she was so understanding and fun to talk to. met so many old supervisors there. ((: lovely&lt;br /&gt;was dead tired from studying till wee hours but i'm glad the "finale" was fun cos i got to shoot some videos using a way cool HD sony videocam and i took many pictures.&lt;br /&gt;oh, did i mention i have "tattoos" on my arms now?&lt;br /&gt;iamemo. yes, that stupid emoticon is on my arm. no make that ARMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is seriously draining me out. not only my life, but my money.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a broooooke girl. donate to the poor don't ya?&lt;br /&gt;transfer money to my account if you are a kind soul.&lt;br /&gt;if you are not, go away. NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(powernap time! then back to studying. this time, MRM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: CCB!! i had a great time working with you ((: LOVES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115608958997227482?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115608958997227482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115608958997227482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115608958997227482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115608958997227482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/08/all-in-2-days-of-work-videocall-chop.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115584010931194780</id><published>2006-08-18T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T02:41:49.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just finished studying the killer advert.&lt;br /&gt;5 chapters and i'm dying. seriously&lt;br /&gt;my brain isnt absorbing anymore. it just switched off by itself!!!&lt;br /&gt;i must agree with you ade, i prefer the projects so much more now. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stupid boy has been sucha sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;from waiting for me to finish studying that dreadful subject to  sweet simple gestures that made me smileeee. ((:&lt;br /&gt;those sweet words you said to me remains within me. noone else shall hear bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd's airport study session was marvellous. simply delightful!&lt;br /&gt;kisses so sweet, hugs so tight that i felt like i was in cloud 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please let the exams be over soon and of course, let us all score well so we could enjoy the rest of the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for the year end holiday already. come here soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115584010931194780?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115584010931194780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115584010931194780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115584010931194780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115584010931194780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-just-finished-studying-killer-advert.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115566402292999880</id><published>2006-08-16T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T01:47:02.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate groupings. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(( why does it have to turn out this way?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope it doesnt strain our r/s. i'm worried. or maybe i'm just worried over the tiniest stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freak everyone. i'm confused and pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S FREAKING STUDY WEEK AND WE ARE ALREADY DISCUSSING THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGHS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115566402292999880?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115566402292999880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115566402292999880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115566402292999880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115566402292999880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-hate-groupings.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115556685332775410</id><published>2006-08-14T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T22:47:33.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ade tagged me.. so i shall try this out since i'm so damn bored right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn't make sense. NO CHEATING!&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 10 people to play this game too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;Buttons - The PussyCat Dolls&lt;br /&gt;o.o loosen up my buttons. muhahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;kinkyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you get far in life?&lt;br /&gt;Not Today - Mary J. Blige&lt;br /&gt;(Promises) you told me everyday&lt;br /&gt;(That you made) you never ever came&lt;br /&gt;(Not for me) I really want to believe&lt;br /&gt;(But, not today) not today, not today, not today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the worst, I can't even depend on you&lt;br /&gt;You say a lot of good things, but somethin' else you always do&lt;br /&gt;Be a man of your word, try to love something other than you&lt;br /&gt;But now you can be on your way, because I don’t want you to *stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do your friends see you?&lt;br /&gt;Breaking free - Troy &amp; Grabriella&lt;br /&gt;You know the world can see us&lt;br /&gt;In a way that’s different than who we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you get married?&lt;br /&gt;Blackbird - The Doves&lt;br /&gt;Blackbird singing in the dead of night&lt;br /&gt;Take these broken wings and learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;All your life&lt;br /&gt;You were only waiting for this moment to arise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackbird singing in the dead of night&lt;br /&gt;Take these sunken eyes and learn to see&lt;br /&gt;All your life&lt;br /&gt;You were only waiting for this moment to be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were only waiting for this moment to arise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your best friend's theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Start of Something New - High School Musical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the story of your life?&lt;br /&gt;Quizas Quizas Quizas - Ono Lisa&lt;br /&gt;eeh, i need to know the meaning of this song now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was high school like?&lt;br /&gt;Lovefool - The Cardigans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you get ahead in life?&lt;br /&gt;Wild Colonial Boy - Rolf Harris&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Bei Ai De Nu Ren - Kelly Poon&lt;br /&gt;errmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is in store for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;What's the use - Jamie Lidell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song describes you?&lt;br /&gt;The World is Black - Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HEARTS ARE COLD!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To describe your grandparents?&lt;br /&gt;Breakaway - Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your life going?&lt;br /&gt;Don't Phunk With My Heart - BEP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no no no no, dont phunk with my heart!!!&lt;br /&gt;lala doodless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Pon De Replay - Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. CLUB WHEN I DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the world see you?&lt;br /&gt;Willing And Waiting - Mary J. Blige&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;willing and waiting boy i need the truth&lt;br /&gt;willing and waiting i'm so in love with you&lt;br /&gt;[Verse] everytime, boy i take one look at you&lt;br /&gt;i see the sunday shine&lt;br /&gt;when we're alone, never want the night to end&lt;br /&gt;cause you're the one i want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;Bastard - Tao Ze.&lt;br /&gt;erm, i forgot what this song is about alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do your friends really think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Only Hope - Mandy Moore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;br /&gt;Number Five With A Bullet - Taking Back Sunday&lt;br /&gt;errm, yahhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Unlimate Relationship - Mary J Blige&lt;br /&gt;Its about the things you say to me in the a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Its about the way you hold me in the a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Something bout a sweet ron de vu in the a.m.&lt;br /&gt;God, I like spendin time with you in the a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should you do with your life?&lt;br /&gt;Purging - Boys Night Out&lt;br /&gt;We take for granted all the things that make us who we are...&lt;br /&gt;Get up, get dressed, go to work, they all know who you are...&lt;br /&gt;They cant believe you'd show up here, but that's just who they are...&lt;br /&gt;Set up shop at your machine, calibrate and remember who you are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i will... TRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;Ai Qing Yogurt - JJ LIN&lt;br /&gt;this thing isnt making sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;   2. Sam&lt;br /&gt;   3. Erica&lt;br /&gt;   4. Chinyee&lt;br /&gt;   5. Junyi&lt;br /&gt;   6. Cherynn&lt;br /&gt;   7. aiyahh, whoever is reading this now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115556685332775410?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115556685332775410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115556685332775410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115556685332775410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115556685332775410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/08/ade-tagged-me.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115548239375956501</id><published>2006-08-13T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T23:19:53.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Packing my room is not easy.&lt;br /&gt;this i should know by now. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum is so blur today!&lt;br /&gt;BOOBOO #1 - she asked if i wanna go take a look at our new hse and i said yes. so we drove there and when we are reaching, she suddenly realised that there is no electricity so the whole hse would be pitch black cos it was already night time. U TURN-ed back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOBOO #2 - on the way back, she suddenly wanted to go gain city. we nearly had to turn back in when we realised that its closed alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOBOO #3 - finally we reached our hse carpark and she suddenly screamed and started searching for her wallet. we stopped the car, searched the entire car.. NO WALLET!! decided to drive back to the coffeeshop we were at. U TURN-ed out... and she screamed again. "I NEVER BRING WALLET LAHH".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know. my mum is the funniest. hahaha. i couldnt stop laughing in the car when i saw uncle nic's reaction.&lt;br /&gt;He said with a sigh "we have been turning in circles you know?"&lt;br /&gt;SO FUNNY LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school tmr. gonna get back ad analysis. FAILLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know the world can see us, in a way that is different from who we are. - breaking free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115548239375956501?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115548239375956501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115548239375956501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115548239375956501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115548239375956501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/08/packing-my-room-is-not-easy.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115540665176724780</id><published>2006-08-13T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T02:17:31.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;finally a day out without any projects on my mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ikea-ed with mummy  in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;tokyo drift was good whatt! i dont understand why people said it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;maybbeee only the fighting scene was stupid, and maybe cos the transition and music was weird.. but other than that, everything is GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;movie session was lovely.&lt;br /&gt;the slow walk was sweet.&lt;br /&gt;s.a.m was enriching and fun.&lt;br /&gt;penin was worth recalling back.&lt;br /&gt;what really was the turning point.. is TCC.&lt;br /&gt;food's good, ambience's good.&lt;br /&gt;the bean bag seat was so comfy, i nearly slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, there's always a first time for everything.&lt;br /&gt;today was one of the first. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drinks with gang and finally everyone made it! too bad we were all too tired to stay up longer. bear's daddy wants his beehoon goreng or smth. cher has church and i was half dead alr. poor leon. he came ALL the way from EXPO on a cab and he stayed awhile with us only.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, i had fun today. really&lt;br /&gt;sweeet, great.. ENRICHING fun. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115540665176724780?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115540665176724780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115540665176724780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115540665176724780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115540665176724780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/08/weeee-finally-day-out-without-any.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115523303975905856</id><published>2006-08-11T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T02:03:59.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT'S OVVEEERRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shake that booottyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((: advertising presentation went well. the efforts of my team didnt go to the drain this time. 2 hrs of sleep paid off well. i have no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newswriting is printed and done! tmr we shall hand it in and WAHLAH, no more newswriting anymore! *prance around the room*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm half dead. dark circles around my eyes are intending to stay for good. =((&lt;br /&gt;i need sleep. like NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrm and advertising exams on 22nd and 24th respectively. after which, i'm bloooddyy free.&lt;br /&gt;no wait, i have to work. darns. spoiler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115523303975905856?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115523303975905856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115523303975905856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115523303975905856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115523303975905856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-ovveeerrr-shake-that-booottyy.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115496865897768889</id><published>2006-08-08T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T00:37:38.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tv prod is finally over!! omg omg omg!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;everything was alright i supposed. &lt;br /&gt;talents were helpful, group was awesome.. what else could i ask for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally another one down. *piang* go away yr 2 sem 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are spreading like crazy. the power of MASS COMMUNICATION. lol.&lt;br /&gt;but its a fact. (: you know and i know right?&lt;br /&gt;betcha reading this now. LALALA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like a dream, only that i'm living in reality. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115496865897768889?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115496865897768889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115496865897768889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115496865897768889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115496865897768889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/08/tv-prod-is-finally-over-omg-omg-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115480076202931298</id><published>2006-08-06T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T01:59:22.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fireworks - red, blue, green, orange&lt;br /&gt;my heart's fluttering&lt;br /&gt;beautiful setting &amp; romantic twilight&lt;br /&gt;sweet latte and raspberry&lt;br /&gt;the hands that never left each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, what a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sucked at writing poems. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team italy rocked. 5th aug. 5th aug..... (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115480076202931298?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115480076202931298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115480076202931298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115480076202931298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115480076202931298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/08/fireworks-red-blue-green-orange-my.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115462998086627495</id><published>2006-08-04T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T02:35:46.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today must be my happiest day in the entire year 2 first sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won stuff from Power 98 and i had fun in  the costume shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention, i shopped and retail therapy is good. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, there are so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had fun crapping. LOL. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newswriting is done. at least my articles are ready for editing now! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tv is going to be done on monday! gonna wear the costume later at night (yes, it is going to be at night. =(( so saddd.. ) during rehearsal. woooweee. i'm gonna look dumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presentation on wed was a blast! i'm happy with both my groups. really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/DSCN1140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/DSCN1140.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyeurn, shammy, ting, cher. mrm wasn't a chore afterall. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/DSCN1138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/DSCN1138.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm grp, dont mess with us. we are afterall.. THE BEST. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115462998086627495?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115462998086627495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115462998086627495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115462998086627495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115462998086627495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-must-be-my-happiest-day-in.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115435848824924875</id><published>2006-07-31T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T23:08:08.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am seriously considering bursting into tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh freak life. i cannot handle the stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each time i open SPSS, my brain cringes. i can feel it. it's freaky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newswriting is another arse when you just can't get the main people involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BITES MY LAPTOP*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should consider getting more sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(am i weird, or are you weird?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115435848824924875?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115435848824924875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115435848824924875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115435848824924875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115435848824924875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-seriously-considering-bursting.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115392845226556928</id><published>2006-07-26T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T23:40:52.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A: i thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: i thought, you think, WHO CONFIRM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so true. WHO CONFIRM?&lt;br /&gt;stop thinking, predicting, imagining and WAKE UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a "could-be" thing but you know and i know and EVERYONE knows that it is a "will-never-be" thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, try to understand cos i am still trying to grip with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newswriting FA2 - C+. tell me about it! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY I AM TO GET A C+!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more good news pls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115392845226556928?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115392845226556928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115392845226556928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115392845226556928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115392845226556928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115384964343180349</id><published>2006-07-26T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T01:54:04.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seriously, tell me how many Fs can i get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am already predicting my 3rd F for this sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sem is such a killer. A killer to my brains and a SERIAL KILLER to my self-esteem. My first F came from this sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT WANT TO THINK ABOUT IT ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i accomplished alot of work today.&lt;br /&gt;- Newswriting (edited stuff)&lt;br /&gt;- TV Prod rough script&lt;br /&gt;- Advertising media plan (a little)&lt;br /&gt;- Spanish PPT&lt;br /&gt;- MM summary and conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see what time it is now. I LOATHE MCM. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115384964343180349?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115384964343180349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115384964343180349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115384964343180349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115384964343180349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/07/seriously-tell-me-how-many-fs-can-i.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115367049848699218</id><published>2006-07-23T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T00:01:38.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>freak blogger. my second time typing this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary of today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. HAD ONE MEAL ONLY&lt;br /&gt;2. PACKED THE KITCHEN&lt;br /&gt;3. CHAT BOUT EVERYTHING UNDER THE SUN WITH MUMMY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shifting house in exactly.. 49 days. scarryy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOUSE OF WAX IS GRUESOME. WOO LALA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUCRSSHP (: i like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115367049848699218?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115367049848699218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115367049848699218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115367049848699218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115367049848699218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/07/freak-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115358108450837561</id><published>2006-07-22T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T23:11:24.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm down with flu. add cough and sore throat into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt go for shenglong's chalet. =(&lt;br /&gt;all the girls aint going except for the ever so nice cy who volunteered to accompany me. but thank goodness i didnt go. i would have been damn unglam there with my stupid nose running away half the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;washed the car with mum, sis and lil paige. she created more havoc rather than actually helping us out. the moment we splashed water over soap, she would add more soap. the moment we wipe away the water from the car, she would add more water onto the car. -.- jie had no choice but to get her back up into the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner with family was great. i missed it so much. mummy dearest was the sweetest. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called to say i couldn't work the next day and i guess they were pretty pissed at me. i'm not sure how long i can take it. mummy told me not to work anymore. she couldn't bear to see me getting all tired after work and doing assignments till wee hours. that was real sweet. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joachim is going to shave tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Joachim dearie, no worries! you know i will still love you with no hair as much as i love you with your &lt;s&gt;golden&lt;/s&gt; black mane. :D sorry i can't be with you tmr but i will try to meet you first thing on monday. LOVES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115358108450837561?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115358108450837561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115358108450837561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115358108450837561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115358108450837561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-down-with-flu.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115340530949097017</id><published>2006-07-20T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T22:21:49.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The last time i know, NP was supposedly my favourite school.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i am not that sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with daddy for his IC on tuesday straight after lectures. Went around and around.&lt;br /&gt;took a bus to bishan, then mrt to sembawang. Walked all the way to my dad's place just to find him missing. Called him and found out that he was all along in bukit panjang. grreeaaat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a bus down to woodlands instead to meet him and from there, took a bus all the way from woodlands to amk. mind you, it was from one interchange to the other. i calculated. i travelled 3 hours straight the entire day. just to collect an IC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to liting's house with sam ytd. had fun though it was all project work. dear girl was down with flu so i got her almond longan and ice kachang for her mum. i love her mum to bits lah. so cute.  oh, did i mention her bunny is a cheeky one? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with ccb for facial today! :D had a great talk over dinner with her. *winks* i still find it a wonder sometimes on how we manage to catch up with each other so fast after a period of like, 5 years? it is called fate ccb. you know and i know. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i officially exploded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(please let me do well for my modules. at least the one i am least confident and the one that i really enjoy. Newswriting and Tv prod.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115340530949097017?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115340530949097017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115340530949097017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115340530949097017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115340530949097017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/07/last-time-i-know-np-was-supposedly-my.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115290032724194035</id><published>2006-07-15T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T02:05:27.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gimme something newsworthy pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone! go bang yourself on the wall, car, pond or anything else as long as you are doing it in school and inform me so i can interview you and get a cover page story. just pls do not be dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with leon and cher. i enjoyed it so much. they never fail to cheer me up. the silly stuff we talked, the silly jokes we make about leon, the pictures we took. LOL. got leon a ipod video case cos he was like damn attracted to it. since his bday is coming, cher and i decided to be nice girls and we bought it on the spot. :D aint we nice?&lt;br /&gt;took a pic of leon flipping a coin in the air and staring at it while it flies up into the air. he looks so funny in that pic!!! request it from cher if you wanna see. LOL. he is so gonna kill me now. durian session was good too. i just dont like the after effect. i think i am going to fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xian's celebration was a mini one cos 3 of them couldnt make it. we had fun nonetheless. :D shopping &amp; sushi don. we should meet up more often. it's funny how we can still relate and talk about everything in our lives as if we are in the same school, doing the same things. that's what you do with your best friends i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School sucked so badly, i forgot how to enjoy. i'm glad they taught me how again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: i love the way we talked and do stuffs together again sis. it was wonderful. :D I LOVE YOU. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spoiler ***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Newswriting: Do a newspaper. i'm in charge of reporting and phototaking. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Media management: Business plan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.  Advertising: Sales Promo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Tv Prod: Demo show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in less than a month. stab me with a knife. i hate school. bet you saw this sentence a thousand time in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, see more..:&lt;br /&gt;i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school. i hate school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PERIOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115290032724194035?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115290032724194035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115290032724194035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115290032724194035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115290032724194035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/07/gimme-something-newsworthy-pls.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115254781212351974</id><published>2006-07-11T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T00:10:12.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Work is T.I.R.I.N.G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day and boy, am i dead beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't as busy as vientai though. no idea why i am so tired. prolly due to insufficient sleep and bad stamina. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spanish was fun as usual. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get my pencil case back! ASAP. i will die without colour pens in my life. how am i gonna survive newswriting tmr mann. DAMNIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115254781212351974?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115254781212351974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115254781212351974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115254781212351974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115254781212351974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/07/work-is-t.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115244753079281039</id><published>2006-07-09T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T20:18:50.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>germany is love! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many more reasons why i love germany now.&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna be their number one supporter mann!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver Kahn, no doubt my favourite goal keeper of all time. With that bulldogish face, OH SO CUUUTTEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Ballack, my love! though he didn't play last night, i still love him. too bad he got an injury or the game would be so much more entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bastian Schweinsteiger, the one more reason for me to love germany. he was good last night! young &amp; talented midfielder. YAAAYYY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philipp Lahm &amp; Christoph Metzelder, great defenders for germany! Lahm with his cute hand band and Metzelder with his lovely surname. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernd Schneider, i admire his talent. have no idea why but i only noticed him this world cup and i feel ashamed by it. he is a great player. hopefully, he is playing the next world cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lukas Podolski &amp; Miroslav Klose, AAHHH, super forwards! the way they play is just WOOHOO! Podolski is such a young talent too. best young player if i am not wrong! Klose played a very interesting match. =D simply entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so many SUPERB players, how can i not love this team! i love love love love LOVE germany and i don't care what the others say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister's wedding was good. i met nicholas! omg, like what a small world. we are sort of related now. LOL. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115244753079281039?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115244753079281039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115244753079281039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115244753079281039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115244753079281039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/07/germany-is-love-d-so-many-more-reasons.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115228807155891274</id><published>2006-07-07T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T00:01:11.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Newswriting FA2&lt;/s&gt; after nights of listening to the horrendous voices of the speakers, IT IS ALL OVEEERRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt; Interview Show &lt;/s&gt; it was a BLAST. even though we screwed up a lil at the end, i enjoyed it. :D guests were great, grp mates were wonderful, what more could you ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;popped over to cher's hse to attempt some manicure. one thing is for sure, she should &lt;b&gt;NEVER&lt;/b&gt; be a manicurist cos she SUCKED at it. LOL! she is gonna kill me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is sissy's wedding! gonna pop over to cher's hse again for my hair. Rizza is going to french it nicely :D and i am going to snatch cher's smelly away. MUHAHAHA. i'm feeling evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna sleep now! &lt;i&gt;ADIOS AMIGOS!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall get my FAMILY PHOTO tmr! weee! i am excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115228807155891274?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115228807155891274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115228807155891274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115228807155891274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115228807155891274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/07/newswriting-fa2-after-nights-of.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115220204470659860</id><published>2006-07-07T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T00:07:24.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>newswriting is a killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working on monday 6-10&lt;br /&gt;                     sunday 12-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i shld earn bout... $40?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿por qué no puedes amarme detrás?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ballack. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115220204470659860?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115220204470659860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115220204470659860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115220204470659860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115220204470659860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/07/newswriting-is-killer.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115210902899848619</id><published>2006-07-05T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T22:17:09.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>germany lost. =((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still love ballack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIS BIRTHDAY IS THE SAME AS ME. 26th september. i think it is fate.&lt;br /&gt;Only he is older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ballack ballack, come to sg and meet me pls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115210902899848619?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115210902899848619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115210902899848619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115210902899848619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115210902899848619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/07/germany-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115181830113134053</id><published>2006-07-02T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T13:31:41.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GERMANY, PORTUGAL, ITALY &amp; FRANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it me, or is my prediction coming true?&lt;br /&gt;miracles do happen. See, Brazil lost to France.&lt;br /&gt;"as long as the game hasn't start, there is still a glimpse of hope for both teams." i said that yesterday to counter a Brazil supporter who said Brazil will CONFIRM get into the semi-finals.&lt;br /&gt;well, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall apply to my semester this year. school sucks. period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally got a house people. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and yes, i failed my newswriting. a BIG FAT F on my paper with loads of illegible writings. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my only wish now, LET ME PASS NEWSWRITING. i mean it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115181830113134053?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115181830113134053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115181830113134053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115181830113134053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115181830113134053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/07/germany-portugal-italy-france.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115141855427835338</id><published>2006-06-27T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T22:29:14.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have an announcement to make.. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HATE &lt;strong&gt;NEWSWRITING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i failed my field assignment 1 which is bloody 20%. fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;i am never going to be a journalist. NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mos burger was fun. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cockroach in the lecture hall made me damn unglam. i stood up on the chair cos it was under me. everyone in the lecture hall saw it. i guess not many, bout.. 80 students?&lt;br /&gt;bet they are laughing at me right now. whatever. i hate cockroaches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115141855427835338?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115141855427835338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115141855427835338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115141855427835338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115141855427835338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-have-announcement-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115122523705921837</id><published>2006-06-25T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T16:58:34.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wedding bells a-ringing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovin' every part of a wedding, sweets.&lt;br /&gt;was glad that i managed to meet up with the rest after so long &amp; yes, EVERYONE HAS NOT CHANGE. :D&lt;br /&gt;another wedding n 2 weeks time &amp;amp; this time, i'm the &lt;s&gt;bride&lt;/s&gt; host. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cartel-ed at gardens was lovely. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supper with dominic on friday was good. my first NR mate.&lt;br /&gt;Scary movie 4 &amp; Just my luck, 2 movies in a row.&lt;br /&gt;my pay wasnt even enough for the 2 shows. how bout' that. i'm super broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edited)&lt;br /&gt;did i mention that bowling alleys are good for free wireless use of internet plus it gives you the motivation to blog?&lt;br /&gt;ohwhateverrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115122523705921837?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115122523705921837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115122523705921837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115122523705921837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115122523705921837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/06/wedding-bells-ringing-lovin-every-part.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115090199261717303</id><published>2006-06-21T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T22:59:52.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sunkissed :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanning with sammie was great fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;after so long, we finally met.&lt;br /&gt;i had a great time catching up with you dearie!&lt;br /&gt;too bad cher's not around. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that we have no idea what time cher is coming back! we are such bad friends. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i meet so many weird people in my life &amp; yesterday was the ultimate. WOOHOOO. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving my red hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115090199261717303?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115090199261717303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115090199261717303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115090199261717303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115090199261717303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/06/sunkissed-tanning-with-sammie-was.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115061009526595226</id><published>2006-06-18T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T14:10:45.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my virginity....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to a bike.&lt;br /&gt;Night cycling was like the best drug ever! though i kindda injure myself cos of some stupid leader who stopped suddenly in front of like a line of cyclist which caused me to bang to the girl in front and got banged by the girl behind. (rightt, ade.. please do not change the meaning of bang here. when i say bang, i meant like, you bump, knock, hit.. UNDERSTAND?)&lt;br /&gt;50km in 8 hrs with like breaks in between. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, i love night cycling. gimme more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g137/and_i_smiled/nightcycling_06/DSC00359.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g137/and_i_smiled/nightcycling_06/th_DSC00359.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g137/and_i_smiled/nightcycling_06/DSC00358.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g137/and_i_smiled/nightcycling_06/th_DSC00358.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pigging out (rudy &amp; cy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g137/and_i_smiled/nightcycling_06/DSC00356.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g137/and_i_smiled/nightcycling_06/th_DSC00356.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g137/and_i_smiled/nightcycling_06/DSC00357.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g137/and_i_smiled/nightcycling_06/th_DSC00357.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying out rudy's shades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g137/and_i_smiled/nightcycling_06/DSC00354.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g137/and_i_smiled/nightcycling_06/th_DSC00354.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so i said, "lets take a group photo!"&lt;br /&gt;joshua suggested the shortest in front &amp; they all ran behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g137/and_i_smiled/nightcycling_06/DSC00360.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g137/and_i_smiled/nightcycling_06/th_DSC00360.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s55.photobucket.com/albums/g137/and_i_smiled/nightcycling_06/?action=view&amp;current=MOV000073gp.flv" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="&lt;a href=" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp'&gt;http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g137/and_i_smiled/nightcycling_06/th_MOV000073gp.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUDY &amp; CY FIGHTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, for that 5km race....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go zouk but i screwed up with the 85111111111111 thing. sooo, ade &amp;amp; sharon came to meet me! :D we went home &amp;amp; the people there were like the superyouguysmustgotakealook kind. firstly, the music there was weird to me though after going in for like 5 mins, i was shaking my head to it. the way the people danced were weird too! they danced to themselves while facing the Dj and some could even pranced around the room. how cool is that!&lt;br /&gt;i guess what matters was the company! i had great fun dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g137/and_i_smiled/nightcycling_06/DSC00338.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g137/and_i_smiled/nightcycling_06/th_DSC00338.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a word of caution, anyone planning to sell their hse or to buy some houses, i got some advice for you. Come ask me for it. SERIOUS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115061009526595226?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115061009526595226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115061009526595226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115061009526595226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115061009526595226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/06/friday-i-lost-my-virginity.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g137/and_i_smiled/nightcycling_06/th_DSC00359.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-115001795505079397</id><published>2006-06-11T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T17:34:13.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Days spent with cy were great! gym, movie &amp; crapping. :D&lt;br /&gt;gym session soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so much to blog but i kind of forgot what i wanted to say alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with the clique on fri to celebrate sy's birthday. i had a great time. as usual, we could not decide what we wanna do and since a few of us were under 18, we could not do many stuff. stupid stupid system. i mean, we are all born in the year 1988! =( anyways, after walking here &amp; there looking some good shows to watch, we decided to go to the cathay to just sit around. b&amp;j is good stuff. people were damn nice. played "bom beep beep" and i am glad everyone mixed around, including kaeden.&lt;br /&gt;the rest went home and so sy, kaeden &amp; i walked all the way to bugis cos apparently it was supposed to open till 5AM. LOL. ended up in breko cafe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a photoshoot ytd. sam wants to join the photo exhibition so we helped her out :D i hope she gets in!!! but then again, i hope the pictures she took of me turns out nice. i am not testing her skills, i am testing my face. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched the omen with raf, cher, sam, zenghui &amp; haikal. the boys were damn funny! no wonder sam hangs out with them! FUN PEOPLE!! :D&lt;br /&gt;walked around aimlessly for the longest time ever and proceeded to DXO to take a look. nearly bought tickets in but i am glad i didn't cos i decided to go over to brandon's hse for soccer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He won 2 matches cos I WAS THERE. LOL. it's weird that we didn't meet up for 4 yrs and i was suddenly next to him at like some a last minute arrangement. but it was good fun! we chat &amp; crapped alot. he is an arse but i like. haha! watched till like 5am before plopping on the bed to rest my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at like 7am. i needed to cab home. stupid rain. did my work a little before sleeping at 8am. woke up at 2 and here i am. doing work + blogger. life is fun. -.- life is a routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hungry cos i haven't taken a meal since morning &amp; joshua wouldn't send food over. lol. he is a stupid boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ACCIDENTS OF YTD&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. tripped over this stupid guy's leg in Lido&lt;br /&gt;2. tripped over the stupid wire thing outside The Cathay&lt;br /&gt;3. got elbowed in the face by ZengHui outside Suntec City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Tell me how lucky can i be?&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-115001795505079397?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/115001795505079397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=115001795505079397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115001795505079397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/115001795505079397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/06/days-spent-with-cy-were-great-gym.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114943767817114124</id><published>2006-06-05T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T00:31:12.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Surprise party - WELL DONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad my sis had a great 21st party. :D love love!&lt;br /&gt;everything was so rushing but it turned out okay! so yay! i am glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;house viewing rocks and was on the rocks too. glad i managed to escape from home and shopped a little with ccb. went to &lt;a href="mailto:cartel@gardens"&gt;cartel@gardens&lt;/a&gt; for dinner &amp; studying. talked and we realised that it has been a long long time since we last went out together! we should do it more often. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking back, i could have made things easier &amp;amp; less ugly. i regret as i look back &amp;amp; ponder about the past. i wonder what we would be now if we didn't have that awful meaningless quarrel over nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped jogging today cos i was simply too tired. sister came over to my room and talked til 2.30 am. to think i had to wake up at 6.30am to jog at macritchie! it was cancelled anyway and wenya forgot to tell us. lol. thank goodness cy and i decided to not go due to us not being able to wake up. :P&lt;br /&gt;gym tmr cy! seeyouthere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the straight path is kind of crooked now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edited-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY WAS GOOD. &lt;/strong&gt;i had a great time with you sister, lets do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swensen, Grease, Pictures, Talks. ME LIKE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114943767817114124?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114943767817114124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114943767817114124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114943767817114124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114943767817114124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/06/surprise-party-well-done-im-glad-my.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114889619271892720</id><published>2006-05-29T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T17:53:53.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know you add more than just colours in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate to say this but i think i sucked at being a friend. so many times i wanna express how i feel but it just doesn't come out of my stupid freaking mouth. i guess i am worried that i might lose something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall type it out then. it hurts to know that something is bothering you yet you wouldn't share. i know you need time but the fact that we no longer have chats like we used to, the fact that i usually end up talking to myself with no reply whatsoever hurts badly. i guess perhaps you need your own time. so i shall let you have your own space. there are still so many more to say. but i am stuck. some dog ate my fingers and i can no longer type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mann, it sounds like i am in love or smth. arrgh. see why i dont feel like writing / talking this kind of stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photography class ended! woooohooo! gimme spanish anytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Assignments due:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) News writing: Interview&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) Media Research Methods : Questionaire design&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) Advertising : Ad Analysis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;school is horror. i should make a horror flick out of this. bet it would scare the whole nation. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114889619271892720?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114889619271892720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114889619271892720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114889619271892720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114889619271892720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-know-you-add-more-than-just.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114882469110019382</id><published>2006-05-28T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T21:58:11.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>many things happened and i have no time to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thai express with liting and ade, drinking with ade, talking bout cartel cutie with her, house sold, sucky school time, stupid assignments, singapore youth &amp; media conference, exclaiming how cute vivan balakrishnan is, facial and many other stuff you could think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"friends come &amp; go. you cannot expect them to stay by your side once they are in a relationship" mummy explained to me countless of times. i told her it wouldn't happen to my friends but i guess it was true afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more updating each other. no more phone calls. no more nothing. i don't like it but what can i do? i'll see you when i can. hopefully soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my house is sold &amp; my family have no idea where to move to. we only have less than 3 months to stay in this beautiful house. i am gonna miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life aint sweet but,&lt;br /&gt;thankyou sam, joshua &amp; liting for adding colours into my life. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114882469110019382?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114882469110019382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114882469110019382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114882469110019382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114882469110019382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/05/many-things-happened-and-i-have-no.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114787930180777798</id><published>2006-05-17T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T23:45:48.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Conversation with my dearest bimbo/ccb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.cherie Tears will fall and hearts will break. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*AAAAAHHHHHHH* BOMMMMPP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.cherie Tears will fall and hearts will break. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.cherie Tears will fall and hearts will break. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;did you get this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even angels fall says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even angels fall says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even angels fall says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even angels fall says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stupid fake fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.cherie Tears will fall and hearts will break. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;nooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.cherie Tears will fall and hearts will break. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i am an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.cherie Tears will fall and hearts will break. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;refer to your own nick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.cherie Tears will fall and hearts will break. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even angels fall says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even angels fall says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yaya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Even angels do fall. How True.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;broke my slippers strap again. HOW LUCKY CAN I BE? this is the third time in the entire 1 yr plus of poly life. IT ALWAYS HAPPENED. thank goodness sah-me got me a pair of trails from co-op and boy was the price BEAUTIFUL. $12.50. thanks sah-me! *MUAAH FROM ME :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been doing project research in the library til bout 9 plus in the night. i am dead beat. i need my sleep but so many projects are just squeezing their way into my life. as if it is not enough. arrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;won cy in solitaire! haha she waited for me an&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/IMG_7034.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d OOPS! i won!!! hahaha. finally lah. i didnt have the energy these days and SO, she kept winning. hahaha!! MUHAHAHAA. wait till i get my energy back cy! i whack your bottom inside out mann! LOVE LOVE thanks for making me smile while typing. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/IMG_7034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/IMG_7034.jpg" width="124" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i love my cy! *muahh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love the girls in my life. you girls know who you are!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114787930180777798?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114787930180777798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114787930180777798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114787930180777798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114787930180777798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/05/conversation-with-my-dearest-bimboccb.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114749450416475920</id><published>2006-05-13T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T12:28:24.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT SUCKS k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it everytime this happens. i was looking forward to it and your excuse was that i slept till late. HELLO! it is only freakin 10.50 considering i slept around 3 last night and you know it too cos you were with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am PISSED. very annoyed. i'm not a happy girl today and i thought i was going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to get out of this house. bring me for a ride on your motorcycle. whoever has it. ARGGGHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick and tired of this world. i'm going nowhere. I'M SUFFOCATING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114749450416475920?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114749450416475920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114749450416475920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114749450416475920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114749450416475920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/05/it-sucks-k.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114710281776120940</id><published>2006-05-08T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T23:40:17.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>coming back to me . . .tired! for once, i cant follow my hrt. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i mean, we cant help it if some ppl r dumber than us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming back to me . . .tired! for once, i cant follow my hrt. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and stubbornly remain so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see why i love liting so much? her words just makes sense. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a very happy girl today. at least i thought i was until someone came along. *bish piak slap punch BONG*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buying a phone in 23 minutes time!! hope that is like the best thing that will happen to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114710281776120940?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114710281776120940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114710281776120940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114710281776120940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114710281776120940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/05/coming-back-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114691013524903872</id><published>2006-05-06T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T18:08:55.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so freaking true!!!!  *SCREAMSS!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFF8C2" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Life Secrets Are&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFCE3"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/love.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back on your life, you will have a few true loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a little scarred from your past relationships, but who isn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer a quirky, unique person to be your lover. You're easy going about who you're with, as long as they love you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fights, you are able to walk away and calm down. You are able to weather the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting over a break-up doesn't take long. Easy come, easy go.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/"&gt;Your Love Life Secrets, Revealed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114691013524903872?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114691013524903872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114691013524903872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114691013524903872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114691013524903872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-freaking-true-screamss-your-love.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114690889553862661</id><published>2006-05-06T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T17:48:39.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You are attracted to those who are&lt;br /&gt;unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when&lt;br /&gt;your partner is patient and never willing&lt;br /&gt;to give up on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful...&lt;br /&gt;that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with&lt;br /&gt;someone who was insecure and in&lt;br /&gt;constant need of reassurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is open.&lt;br /&gt;Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero.&lt;br /&gt;You care about society and morality.&lt;br /&gt;You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious.&lt;br /&gt;You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as&lt;br /&gt;something you don't need.&lt;br /&gt;You just feel like flirting around&lt;br /&gt;and playing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was bored. but this test is really quite true :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114690889553862661?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114690889553862661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114690889553862661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114690889553862661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114690889553862661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-are-attracted-to-those_114690889553862661.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114685683423105509</id><published>2006-05-06T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T03:20:34.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just spent like 76 dollars today. not counting lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just came home from indochine. great live band they have there. i finally got to let my hair down and dance with my dance buddy, emo cow. hahaha! it was damn great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drank a strawberry martini, tequila shot and we bought a whole bottle of vodka. drank around 2 glasses. not sure how much vodka they poured though. the lighting in indochine made my head spin and i enjoyed myself until the DJ played techno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo cow went to look for his girl so i danced with cheryl. well, it didnt really end up very well throughout the day cos apparently some of them weren't too happy or something.. i am not sure too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went joshua's house before meeting fndg and his dogs are damn cute. they are like damn old but still pretty dalmatians you can find =D he is actually quite a nice guy underneath i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indian food was alright.. it was a huge rip-off i guess. some weren't as nice as the cheaper ones outside and their lime juice is like $2??!! freaking expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to save all my money next week man. seriously. i shall not eat out anymore. i shall come home and eat maggie noodles. cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so tired just waiting for the heater so i can scrub my entire body and wash my hair cos i feel so digusted with myself. i always feel this way after clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emocow and gf are so sweet together! awwww! when can i get one of my own!!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired tired tired!! zzz. polling day tmr! woohoo! get to see daddy! lovelove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go bathe, blowdry hair and SLEEEPPP!! i need SLLEEPPP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114685683423105509?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114685683423105509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114685683423105509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114685683423105509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114685683423105509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-just-spent-like-76-dollars-today.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114606148303368870</id><published>2006-04-26T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T22:24:43.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3rd day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M STRESSED. serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this yr is goin to be so tough. everyone says so. THEY KEEP SAYING IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working on thurs-sun. suntec roadshow outside carrefour. come visit me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) loves!&lt;br /&gt;ihavenotenoughsleepandiamsuperstressedupandcranky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114606148303368870?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114606148303368870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114606148303368870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114606148303368870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114606148303368870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/04/3rd-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114547205952770121</id><published>2006-04-20T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T02:44:13.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yr 2 in mcm is going to start so soon and i am still working. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch Inside Man with the guys and girls today. the movie was damn hilarious lah. especially the guy with the turban. what he said really struck a cord!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when i go to the airport, i was picked out from the crowd just to do a check on me and they said it was random selection"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously, they think that he is a terrorist. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beginning to feel something. i feel that i had neglected alot of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;my clique in sec school, cheryn and carrie. i think there are more to come. sad but true, none of us actually made a point to meet up. only wenya. =)&lt;br /&gt;although we kept on saying that we would meet up, we didnt in the end. now that school is starting.. i guess things would just get worse. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness for liting popping into my life. =) one sweetie pie you are! haha. gushing bout the DKNY bag we got for you. yes! we got her a DKNY bag. (treat me well and i will consider asking people to chip in one for you. LOL kidding.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone has been weird around me lately. i wonder why. dead ends everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note! i am free now! a free girl. no longer being drag down by her heart! glad to say.. i think mummy is bringing me shopping this weekend. i hope so! i really do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW COULD I FORGOT tuesday! met up with ashie baby! finally. great meeting you! you slim down alr! (trust me on that) we went to bugis for some pampering on our hands and feet! yes yes! manicure+pedicure. shopped for bag which seems endless cos we couldn't find a cheap bargain. like 50 bucks for a simple tote!? nowaayy mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ash and i love the grreeenn colour don't we! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ash nails: tiramisu colour!! :)))&lt;br /&gt;mine: black french manicuree!! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clubbing sat night at cocolatte!! do come people! tickets are only at $12!! what more can you expect! come before school starts!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114547205952770121?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114547205952770121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114547205952770121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114547205952770121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114547205952770121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/04/time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114528786748049469</id><published>2006-04-17T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T23:31:07.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everything happened so fast that i didnt have time to take a deep breath and think what i was gonna do next.&lt;br /&gt;i was rash. totally. i caused a fren to quarrel with the other. i felt so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;max told me to cheer up and that i would meet bastards in life and it so happened that i met one so soon. thanks max. i appreciated that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam's house party was great cos i got to meet new friends there. people who are entertaining, much much less childish that the ones i had met. i am so grateful for that. i finally understood why everyone has been warning me about. boy, did it take me like 5 months to realise that. but nonetheless.. at least i woke up from my reverie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the guys were damn fun to be with. though we met like.. 3 times? haha! they are a bunch of silliness and gentlemeness. thank goodness i knew them :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i didnt feel sad or anything when he "scolded" me. somehow i felt angry. angry with myself for being so foolish and angry at him for being so childish. i am disappointed. totally. just dont let me see him again. anyways i wont get to see him anyway. hoho! thank goodness for that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I AM HAVING FUN WITH MY MIC!! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;school is starting soon!! i wanna enjoy before going back! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tanning session/manicure with ash tomorrow! babe, i cant wait to see you! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114528786748049469?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114528786748049469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114528786748049469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114528786748049469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114528786748049469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/04/everything-happened-so-fast-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114460398876852556</id><published>2006-04-10T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T01:33:08.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am suffocating in this world of mine.&lt;br /&gt;seriously. i need air to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder, is it me or is it just everyone else around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly feel like i got noone to talk to. to pour out my problems. actually, i always feel this way. oh damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work has been fun. cute guy there made everything so easy for me. guess i was looking forward to work. guess he is attached. but i am glad he is nice to talk to. went lunch with aaron and we talked quite a lot. learned a lot from parkway shop in that one hour lunch.&lt;br /&gt;SHOULD I SWITCH TO A M1 LINE?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MET up with T102 again! yipeee! thank liting for organising her birthday celebrations. i am so glad seeing carrie and ting again. nothing goes wrong with liting. i feel like calling her up now to talk to her. sighs. shall not disturb her. talk to her tmr or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAD BAD WEEK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114460398876852556?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114460398876852556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114460398876852556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114460398876852556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114460398876852556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-suffocating-in-this-world-of-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114442351422806528</id><published>2006-04-07T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T23:25:14.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it is really &lt;strong&gt;hard&lt;/strong&gt; being a two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling &lt;strong&gt;terrible&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;period&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been working since thursday. gotta last till monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working @ &lt;strong&gt;parkway&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow. kind souls pls visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114442351422806528?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114442351422806528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114442351422806528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114442351422806528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114442351422806528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-is-really-hard-being-two.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114425388917664568</id><published>2006-04-06T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T00:18:09.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the Helper&lt;br /&gt;Test finished!&lt;br /&gt;you chose CX - your Enneagram type is TWO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I must help others"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helpers are warm, concerned, nurturing, and sensitive to other people's needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to Get Along with Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Tell me that you appreciate me. Be specific.&lt;br /&gt;2.Share fun times with me.&lt;br /&gt;3.Take an interest in my problems, though I will probably try to focus on yours.&lt;br /&gt;4.Let me know that I am important and special to you.&lt;br /&gt;5.Be gentle if you decide to criticize me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Intimate Relationships&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Reassure me that I am intersting to you.&lt;br /&gt;2.Reassure me often that you love me.&lt;br /&gt;3.Tell me I'm attractive and that you're glad to be seen with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I Like About Being a Two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.being able to relate easily to people and to make friends&lt;br /&gt;2.knowing what people need and being able to make their lives better&lt;br /&gt;3.being generous, caring, and warm&lt;br /&gt;4.being sensitive to and perceptive about others' feelings&lt;br /&gt;5.being enthusiastic and fun-loving, and having a good sense of humor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's Hard About Being a Two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.not being able to say no&lt;br /&gt;2.having low self-esteem&lt;br /&gt;3.feeling drained from overdoing for others&lt;br /&gt;4.not doing things I really like to do for myself for fear of being selfish&lt;br /&gt;5.criticizing myself for not feeling as loving as I think I should&lt;br /&gt;6.being upset that others don't tune in to me as much as I tume in to them&lt;br /&gt;7.working so hard to be tactful and considerate that I suppress my real feelings &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twos as Children Often&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.are very sensitive to disapproval and criticism&lt;br /&gt;2.try hard to please their parents by being helpful and understanding&lt;br /&gt;3.are outwardly compliant&lt;br /&gt;4.are popular or try to be popular with other children&lt;br /&gt;5.act coy, precocious, or dramatic in order to get attention&lt;br /&gt;6.are clowns and jokers (the more extroverted Twos), or quiet and shy (the more introverted Twos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twos as Parents Often&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.are good listeners, love their children unconditionally, and are warm and encouraging (or suffer guilt if they aren't)&lt;br /&gt;2.are often playful with their children&lt;br /&gt;3.wonder: "Am I doing it right?" "Am I giving enough?" "Have I caused irreparable damage?"&lt;br /&gt;4.can become fiercely protective &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/mt1117662204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/mt1117662204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114425388917664568?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114425388917664568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114425388917664568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114425388917664568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114425388917664568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/04/helper-test-finished-you-chose-cx-your_06.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114416616802378292</id><published>2006-04-04T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T23:56:08.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/beachgrp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/beachgrp2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(EAST COAST PARK RAAAHHH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cycling and blading with a bunch of crazy, wild and fun gang is GREAT ENTERTAINMENT!&lt;br /&gt;totally like enjoyed the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;from the start, bear was the first to reach my house, followed by me...(erm.) and cheryl (late for 20 mins) AND LASTLY... leon. took the bus to parkway and they informed me that they already took breakfast. which means no breakfast for me. =( evil people.&lt;br /&gt;reached ECP and rent like the whole day from 12-6. how cool is that! so anway, ccb was blading while the rest of us were cycling and we all came prepared. ccb brought sun block. 3 of us brought caps. 2 of them brought towels. haha. totally prepared k! we cycled/bladed all the way to bedok jetty to cam whore. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/beach-guys1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/beach-guys1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(candid guys. leon was squinting and bear was... errm. getting ready? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/cherleonbear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/cherleonbear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(All smiles =) Sucha nice pictureee.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/cheryleonbear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/cheryleonbear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ccb's turn!!! bear is not paying attention AGAIN.)&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, i am lazy to put up more pics.&lt;br /&gt;we went over to mac for lunch and it RAINED. when i say it RAINED, i meant RAINED. heavy downpour. the mac area was flooded and there was a blackout. we were @ some corridor watching the signboards falling off. ccb decided that she should be a reporter and i became the camera woman. bear and leon were the passerbys who were frightened by.. odd enough, ccb. ahaha. had fun in the shelter. the most boring 2 hours we could ever had became one that was memorable! =)&lt;br /&gt;went to eat katong laksa after some useless, letsplaywithpuddlesandtrees cycling. yummydelicious.&lt;br /&gt;after meal was games time! had so much fun @ the settlers. we HAVE to go there again to play TWISTER! i dont care!&lt;br /&gt;i won some bear game, ccb won the boat game.&lt;br /&gt;she lost the building game and leon and bear lost the jenga game. ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;went crazy on the bus. TOTALLY LOVED IT.&lt;br /&gt;i will never forget this day. thanks guys =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/beachgrp6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/beachgrp6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(IT'S OVER!!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114416616802378292?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114416616802378292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114416616802378292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114416616802378292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114416616802378292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/04/east-coast-park-raaahhh-cycling-and.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114399846751680189</id><published>2006-04-03T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T01:24:26.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/chers3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/400/chers3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(friday night is partyy night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell you guys a secret...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY ESTATE OPENED A PASAR MALAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FIFTEEN FREAKING DAYS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me if you wanna come. i will join you! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYSS!&lt;br /&gt;meet cher and leon for supper on thursday and it was FAB. we couldn't stop laughing from the start of the whole prata incident till the end. great company was just what i needed. =)&lt;br /&gt;thursday was also my last day @ work for the webcam. but guess what! i got another job already. promoter for m1 still, but this time for 3G services.&lt;br /&gt;went for the job briefing the next day and met ccb's childhood friend! amanda! haha. (it's a small small world) gonna work @ tampines mall for the next 3 weekends. =( i want my parkway.&lt;br /&gt;dancing was great as usual but was rather sad cos this week will be our last lesson. =( gotta wait till the next hols before i join the second class.&lt;br /&gt;went to paul's hse party and was rather awkward there at the start. but we played games and everything went well! met samantha babe there! what a tall girl she is. she is nice! =) cher's frens are all so nice. stayed till the next morning before going home. i had fun though. the guys were hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;spent half the saturday sleeping in and walking around the pasar malam.&lt;br /&gt;guess what i ate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SMELLY TOFU AND DURIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a nice combi. lol. dont worry, i brushed my teeth and washed my mouth countless of times. food was goood. =)&lt;br /&gt;went for prayers today with mum like what i always do every year. stayed home with jie and she become CRAZY. frightening. lol. pasar malam again.. but this time only smelly tofu. lol. it is delicious! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been playing solitaire showdown with yee. ahaha. she can't win me!! wuhaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope i didnt scaree you off with my qns.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;though there are still so much i wanna ask you, i feel that it is not the right time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;perhaps i will never ask at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont wanna love you, if you dont love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont wanna need you when you wont need me too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont wanna tell you this now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it wouldn’t be right if I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Didnt tell you this tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114399846751680189?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114399846751680189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114399846751680189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114399846751680189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114399846751680189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/04/friday-night-is-partyy-night-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114365505022703131</id><published>2006-03-30T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T02:01:06.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is just so life-feey. just when you are down about something, something exciting happens right in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;okaayy. so i was pretty unhappy bout the one week no contact at all thing and it sooo happened that my sec. sch teacher came up to me over msn and said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHE IS GETTING MARRIED!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TO MY OTHER TEACHER!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yippeee aye aye yippee yipppeee ayee!!&lt;br /&gt;see! life is still sparing me from hell. i totally loveee weddings. happy happy occasion to celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bugis is boring. i want parkway. gimme back my parkway!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When it’s over, that's the time I fall in love again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;is it over? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114365505022703131?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114365505022703131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114365505022703131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114365505022703131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114365505022703131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/03/life-is-just-so-life-feey.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114330049329739884</id><published>2006-03-25T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:28:13.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was ill the past few days. =(&lt;br /&gt;actually i still am. lol.&lt;br /&gt;leon had an eye infection on the left eye and the next day, my right eye joined the fun! woohoo...&lt;br /&gt;then came along fever, flu, sore throat. what a happy family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, work is getting better each day. i am learning so much new stuff and i seriously do look forward to weekends cos there will be phone promoters and leon.m1 to chat with! today's promoter was huili! haha. to think i heard her introducing herself as rui en. we got along pretty fine. she is nice. cant wait to work with her tmr! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worked @ ccb's workplace on friday! finally! that sotong was blur enough to forget all about dance and so in the end, she was late for 20 MINUTES!! &gt;:( hahah. but i got used to it alr. work was fun! people there were nice! haha. i got to sit next to john ji and angelina who are funny and nice respectively. haha. singapore is such a freaking small world. angelina's brother was a senior in my school and she knows quite alot of them. can't wait to go back there to work. i hope they still needs me then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance was tiring cos i didnt sleep @ all on thursday night. but it was all good. i caught ccb playing with her toes while stretching. -.- like wth right? she is so silly. ohh, and the fake crunches are so damn obvious. haha.&lt;br /&gt;had a heart to heart to her and i hope she is feeling so much better now. =) you know i love you right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m1 job is ending soon! counting down 5 days! i need the money.&lt;br /&gt;i miss everyone. YES EVERYONE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. ERICA! what is wrong with your blog!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114330049329739884?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114330049329739884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114330049329739884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114330049329739884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114330049329739884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-was-ill-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114261309599272521</id><published>2006-03-18T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T00:31:36.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i finally spent time with mummy dearest today. (=&lt;br /&gt;she was so sweet lah. called me to meet her ops our hse while i was on the way back. when she saw my hair, she was like, "my daughter is getting prettier!" in a "imma-proud-mama" tone. thats why i &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt; her so much. &lt;br /&gt;talked to her bout the UAN thing and some other stuff and she gave pretty good advice. i'm glad i have a open-minded mama who would listen to me talk bout my love life and stuff like that. &lt;br /&gt;it seems like once-in-a-blue-moon talks do help bring the relationship closer. ever since i worked for this m1 thingy, i haven been having dinners with my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I HEREBY PROMISE TO HAVE DINNER WITH THEM NEXT MONTH. AT LEAST TWICE A WEEK. =)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing my daddy too. shall visit him in april too! hopefully i can get a 9-6 kind of job, instead of like 6-9 which i am working now. so weird timing lah. &lt;br /&gt;out with dsg for lunch today and i visited her workplace! nice place with nice people. talked to her colleague on the bus journey to parkway. he is a super friendly guy. we talked quite alot bout his life and studies and everything. &lt;br /&gt;somehow, i related lamb's story to him and he was like "your bf ah". the moment i heard that, i felt a pang in my heart. like seriously. such a weird feeling. and he is not the only one who said that to me alr. &lt;br /&gt;ANYOHOW! ccb managed to get me a job on tues mon. which mean.. i am REALLY working a 12 hr shift on tues. morning 9-5 and night 6-9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;do bless me. (= &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114261309599272521?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114261309599272521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114261309599272521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114261309599272521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114261309599272521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-finally-spent-time-with-mummy.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114253530758619455</id><published>2006-03-17T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T02:55:07.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i coloured my hair today!!!!&lt;br /&gt;meet me if you wanna see!&lt;br /&gt;i love my hair colour!!!&lt;br /&gt;i love the instructor!!&lt;br /&gt;they are all so cheeky. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;after i dyed my hair, bout 3 of them wanted my number.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;hahahha!! work was ultra boring today. =( really nobody @ all.&lt;br /&gt;went supper-ing with the gang. =) finally prata prata!!&lt;br /&gt;damn good~ yummy i love the bee hoon goreng. have been having supper since i worked from 6-9. i am growing fat. should stop myself from eating alr. starting from today!!&lt;br /&gt;control me pls.&lt;br /&gt;talked to leon and cher(my ccb. LOL) on the way back. cos bear went off to meet his girl. walked all the way back to old rosyth. old memories. had fun today! as usual. LOVES (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my sec clique. hippo, cat, duck, worm, monkey, chicken! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISSES, &lt;br /&gt;Cherie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114253530758619455?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114253530758619455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114253530758619455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114253530758619455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114253530758619455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-coloured-my-hair-today-meet-me-if.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114244288951278100</id><published>2006-03-16T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T01:14:49.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOVING each day though today sucked a little.&lt;br /&gt;stupid m1 staff were giving me attitude. esp. that stupid man. like wth, i am helping you deal with customers. the least all of you could do was to say a simple "thank you". but nooooo, they think that i &lt;b&gt;SHOULD&lt;/b&gt; do it for them. BH, it is &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; in my job scope and PAY. &lt;br /&gt;anyways. went bugis-ing with cousin. couldn't meet up with cheryn. i am so sorry dear! we shall have quiet moments pubbing and stayovers real soon. do get a queen-sized bed! =P&lt;br /&gt;met ting in town to look @ birks. my birks is going to be ordered soon and yay!! i am going to be in the birks club soon! met cher darling to look @ her new hair colour!! hahaha. she is going to be a blondiee later in the morning and i cant wait to have a blonde friend! i will have more blonde jokes to talk bout!! &lt;br /&gt;solitair showdown is a addictive game. come online soon DSG and we shall play all night! =P i wanna go chijmes soon to see you. let's have a fling together! (youknwyouknw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be a brunette soon.&lt;br /&gt;watchout babes! brown is the new colour! &lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving my babes and boys, &lt;br /&gt;cheryl&lt;br /&gt;cheryn&lt;br /&gt;carrie&lt;br /&gt;liting&lt;br /&gt;bear&lt;br /&gt;leon&lt;br /&gt;ashley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114244288951278100?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114244288951278100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114244288951278100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114244288951278100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114244288951278100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/03/loving-each-day-though-today-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114215277650980341</id><published>2006-03-12T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T16:41:56.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shall attempt to blog since i bloody well cant seem to fall asleep even though i had this huge major headache.&lt;br /&gt;work ytd was terrible. i was practically selling phones instead of webcams. but then again, i think phones sell faster. and since i dont earn commission on the webcams, i shall just sell phones for m1. so now.. ask me anything bout m1's plan or whatever and i think i should be able to answer your questions. SERIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;went out for movie session with wenya on friday. watched pink panther which was damn funny but super lame. lol. after the movie, we went to this place in cine- galilee friends and guess who i saw! e1. the moment i saw him, i just turned and walked out. i think i was kind of like freaked out and unprepared for it. so i ended up not saying "hi" and sitting outside with my back turned towards him. i felt kind of bad.. but then again, he was with his girl. i didnt want to like.. have any awkward feelings or anything. &lt;br /&gt;shopped around. WALKED like 10km in my heels. i swore my thighs were on the verge of cramping. really tired and aching. and i had dance after that somemore. i am like killing myself. dance was fun! we learned the hooker walk and how to seduce your man kind of stuff which might be of use next time. =P HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;hairshow today was a bummer. i didnt got in cos i was short. damnit. wasted my beauty sleep and everything. but then again, there is always what they call a blessing in disguise. pulled cher to the it show and we kind of like... tried finding it? so we followed the "crowd" and guess where we land ourselves at.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALE!! BRANDED SALE FAIR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cher said that it was our instincts that brought us there. i think so too!! muhahaha =)&lt;br /&gt;bought a A&amp;F jacket, x:odus shoes and gap/old navy clothes for my lil angel. spent $83 in less than one hr. try beating that!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. retail therapy is good. just agree with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to him on friday night. was kind of disappointing to hear some of the stuffs he said. was he being insensitive or just.. plain knowingly said that? bleh. i dont wanna know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousin's hse now. might be going down to the it fair with him. but i am not sure if i have the stamina for it. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;LATERS!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. i will be working mon-sun @ parkway. &lt;br /&gt;mon - fri 6-9 &lt;br /&gt;sat - sun 11-9&lt;br /&gt;kind hearted souls do come down and have lunch and dinner with me.&lt;br /&gt;cheryn is alr one of the sweet ones. =) yes dear?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114215277650980341?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114215277650980341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114215277650980341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114215277650980341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114215277650980341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-shall-attempt-to-blog-since-i-bloody.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114192448594827314</id><published>2006-03-10T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T01:14:45.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i &lt;b&gt;broke&lt;/b&gt; the promise!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even managed to last for a day. am i good or what!&lt;br /&gt;cheryl darling was damn nice today to listen to me crap and everything. but she gave good advice too. didnt you darling?&lt;br /&gt;we went around transferring money to different accounts to get what we wanted from sgst and sgmp. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love it when we hang out together!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were counting how much we spent today. horrendous. you dont wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;bear's birthday celebration was a &lt;b&gt;success&lt;/b&gt;. i think. we had indo food which is expensive, small portions but shiok! haha.&lt;br /&gt;cher bought a doll- hanger thingy and we gave that to bear as his present. HE BELIEVED. haha. &lt;b&gt;NAIVE&lt;/b&gt; bear. haha.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, we got him a &lt;b&gt;"LEE" jeans belt.&lt;/b&gt; not cheap. but it was limited edition and both cher and i think it super suits him. =) he likeeed it!&lt;br /&gt;pool-ed @ lucky plaza. lol. was busy massaging cher and leon lah. stupid duo. daytona was GREAT fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;first game:&lt;/b&gt; my heels got stucked in the foot thingy.&lt;br /&gt;                    bear was the last cos he crashed and he could not catch up.&lt;br /&gt;                    cher thought i was bear and crashed me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;                    leon won!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;second game: &lt;/b&gt;took off heels to play&lt;br /&gt;                                 cher crashed bear!&lt;br /&gt;                                 leon crashed cher! (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;                                 i crashed leon! (ROFL)&lt;br /&gt;                                 cher could not find us.&lt;br /&gt;                                 bear caught up with me&lt;br /&gt;                                 leon too!&lt;br /&gt;                                 i crashed leon AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;                                 bear caught up&lt;br /&gt;                                 BUT I WON!!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;life's good in daytona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care in there.&lt;br /&gt;see you soon when you come out. i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you ever ask about me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do your friends still tell you what to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everytime the phone rings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you wish it was me callin' you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you  feel the same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or has time put out the flame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is everything ok?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope it is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114192448594827314?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114192448594827314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114192448594827314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114192448594827314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114192448594827314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-broke-promise-hahahahahaha-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114180744196766286</id><published>2006-03-08T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T16:44:01.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo post.</title><content type='html'>work was quite boring. but the pay is good. i need to find a job on weekdays. pls get me one. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven been seeing my lil angel for ages. i am sooo excited in seeing her later. picking her up from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life has basically been happening the same old stuffs. it has been looking for job, slacking @ home, staying up til 4am and sleeping in. the stuffs i have been thinking of are always the same. so bad that i think most of my friends are sick of me talking about the same old topic. i'm sorry =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have made a decision. i swore never to touch that topic anymore. i am going to close this chapter. only till the writer decides to continue writing another chapter will it then continue. till then, i shall put it away, somewhere far away from me. somewhere far, so that i will not have the urge to open it up again and start the whole emotional rollercoaster stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven been spending time with my family. things are getting way weird. i am changing. so fast.. that i, myself cannot believe. get me back to the old me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why is it that each time i finally found what i wanted, i will pull myself further and further away from it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why cant you just walk into my future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this is bullshit. get over and done with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;take it slow. take it away. throw it into the ocean and pray that it will never come back to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114180744196766286?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114180744196766286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114180744196766286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114180744196766286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114180744196766286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/03/emo-post.html' title='emo post.'/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114140806521588097</id><published>2006-03-04T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T01:51:31.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.V.E</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/1600/collage.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/collage.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; went over to darling cheryn house. &lt;b&gt;my dim sum girl&lt;/b&gt; and i am hers. haha. took pictures like twoish and threeish in the morning. swweeetts! and yes, not to mention the anticlimax timer in her camera! LOL! as you can see, if you can make out what we are doing in some of the photos.. it says.. L.O.V.E.. cherynn! we should do a D.I.M S.U.M thingy next time. HEE.&lt;br /&gt;loved the dessert, the kaypoing ard friendster and hearttalks with cherynn. we should do it again. hopefully soon. slept @ 5. hahaha. seriously wasted half a day sleeping in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met cher dear for dance. dance was SEXAY today. body wave, body roll. woohhooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met bear for dinner and some hearttalks too. thanks bear. though you were like making fun of me half the time.. what you said do make sense. (whew) and yup! i will do what you said. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon: dont be sooo sad alrdy. i know you can do it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huiping hse tmr! hee! we are finally meeting up girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i want to play twister!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;let's play a game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called L.O.V.E. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114140806521588097?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114140806521588097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114140806521588097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114140806521588097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114140806521588097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/03/love.html' title='L.O.V.E'/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114122977614260994</id><published>2006-03-02T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T00:16:16.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>plans for tmr:&lt;br /&gt;-job hunting!&lt;br /&gt;-shop for some guy with cool car pressie (ting's friend)&lt;br /&gt;-meet cheryn @chijmes&lt;br /&gt;-might have a sleepover @ her house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things, so little time. actually.. i have alot of time. i need a job. like seriously now. i need to earn like.. around.. $1200? i need to clear off all the things i spent. see the whole list i made up in some entry last month? seriously.. i need the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is coming back. i need the strength to fight it all away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114122977614260994?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114122977614260994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114122977614260994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114122977614260994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114122977614260994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/03/plans-for-tmr-job-hunting-shop-for.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114071131729821052</id><published>2006-02-24T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T14:41:20.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i not stupid too is great! thanks liting for watching it with me!! LUBCHOOS! ahahaha! only you know how i feel. guess we kind of have the same mindset! hee!&lt;br /&gt;so in love with the song "JIA GE WO" by Alex Toh, sweetness in the whole song.&lt;br /&gt;falala. going for my dance course tmr! cant wait to start. i wish for it to be fabuloso!&lt;br /&gt;clubbing session soon. i need to relief my mind, body and soul.&lt;br /&gt;cheryn! upload photos soon ya! i need that pic! HAHAHAHA! you know which one i am referring too! misses! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114071131729821052?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114071131729821052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114071131729821052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114071131729821052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114071131729821052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-not-stupid-too-is-great-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114063166399805798</id><published>2006-02-23T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T02:07:44.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>should be sleeping but i ended up reading all the past letters i recieved from my friends and well, ex-s.&lt;br /&gt;i realised that in all my past relationships.. i am the one with the problem. the one that caused each relationship to end bitterly. each and everyone of them were so sweet. fihi wrote great, touching poems that always make me blush and smile silly to myself. e1 remembers everything, every event, the exact date and time we did stuffs together. these are all so super sweet. and yet, i found fault with each and everyone of them. intiated a breakup and caused so much friction between myself and them. what exactly am i trying to do..? trying to like spoil every relationship that i could ever have? it is not like i have a lot of suitors. which i dont.. actually.. quite sad.&lt;br /&gt;seriously. it is always me. me me me.&lt;br /&gt;i have this love-hate relationship with my past. somehow.. going through them make me laugh my head off and smile to myself like some kind of perv. but they also make me bawl my head off like a baby. thinking back and regretting what i did in the past. and thinking about what it would be like if i didnt do those stupid silly stuff.&lt;br /&gt;whatever. seriously. SIGHS. i would just have to accept it. really need to find someone to talk to now! arghh. but i just cant bring myself to disturb anyone @ this hr.. over such trival stuff. shall talk to ting dear tmr before movie-ing then.&lt;br /&gt;baaahhh! what a random entry.&lt;br /&gt;back to reading my diary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114063166399805798?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114063166399805798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114063166399805798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114063166399805798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114063166399805798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/02/should-be-sleeping-but-i-ended-up.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-114010398749114302</id><published>2006-02-16T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T23:33:07.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got so many things to type in but i dont know where to start! oh dear. ehh! FIRST AND FOREMOST! i &lt;strong&gt;DO NOT&lt;/strong&gt; have big boobs! please do not listen to what ash said. hers is &lt;strong&gt;BIGGER. &lt;/strong&gt;much much &lt;strong&gt;BIGGER&lt;/strong&gt;. muhahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh. ash left sg already. sorry to report this like sooo late.. went to see her off and well, i hope everything is doing well for you babe. come back in april and we shall PARTEEHHH! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went clubbing recently and though the party totally sucks, cos i only danced for half an hr, the DJ music sucks.. the drinks, needless to say, was damn disappointing and.. well, practically the entire dancefloor was filled with underages (i know i am one too. but hey i am 18 this yr!) &lt;strong&gt;BUT BUT BUT!&lt;/strong&gt;  i saw &lt;strong&gt;joshua ang!&lt;/strong&gt;  ok, you might think i am star-strucked or smth.. but i really do like him lah! managed to take a pic with him! that was the highlight of the day. cher got wasted. jayden too. and we had to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige got admitted to the hopsital. thank goodness she is better now. my pretty lil girl is alright now (: i love her to tiny weeny bits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to come up with a wish-list! any kind souls who wanna fulfil it for me is most welcomed to! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Material things&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lancome -Miracle- Perfume.&lt;br /&gt;2. Bikini. (brown and pink or brown with white is nice)&lt;br /&gt;3. Apple Notebook (cos it is lighter and my cousin says it is good)&lt;br /&gt;4. Forever 21 top! $38! white with flowers! get it for me pls!&lt;br /&gt;5. A new hp!! (K750i or better =P)&lt;br /&gt;6. Bag (haven't decide yet. choose for me! )&lt;br /&gt;7. Plain jerseys from topshop of different colour! i alrdy got the pink and brown. (size 10)&lt;br /&gt;8. Yoga Course&lt;br /&gt;9. Erotice Dance Course&lt;br /&gt;10. New TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Personal Wishes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Paige to get well real soon and stop whining&lt;br /&gt;2. Get into the hairshow&lt;br /&gt;3. Get the telemarketing job&lt;br /&gt;4. Get real good results for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;5. Get attached! muhahahaa&lt;br /&gt;6. Feel blesses and happy&lt;br /&gt;7. Have a blasting 18th birthday&lt;br /&gt;8. Learn to be patient&lt;br /&gt;9. Able to spend more time with my inner-self (bearr...)&lt;br /&gt;10. Spend each day like it is my last (cliche)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEEEYYAAAHHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-114010398749114302?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/114010398749114302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=114010398749114302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114010398749114302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/114010398749114302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-got-so-many-things-to-type-in-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113898739669510033</id><published>2006-02-04T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T01:23:16.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;em&gt;CHINESE&lt;/em&gt; NEW YEAR!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho! (wrong) okay well.. everyone has been updating their blog on their chinese new year earnings and everything.. damn! why do they get so much angbao money?! economy has been real bad for me for the past few years. SIGHS!&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYYS! took many many pictures with my cousins! first time we took a cousin-ny pic at our mature age!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/DSC00423.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi and i &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/DSC00434.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;First attempt.&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi , me , Jie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/DSC00437.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;strike two. fine, i know i look retard.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/DSC00438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;YAY!! WE DID IT!!! HURRAYY!&lt;br /&gt;now for the group picturess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/DSC00439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;short of junyi!! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/DSC00440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yay!! finally. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;now for the adults. lol they are damn funny. they keep insisting that they are super fat and everything and in the end we re took alot of shots. but i am only gonna post up the best one (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/311/926/320/DSC00443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;seriously, they look so alike.. it is freaky. but then again. they are sissie and brother. (=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there you go! my cheena new yr!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113898739669510033?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113898739669510033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113898739669510033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113898739669510033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113898739669510033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-chinese-new-year-hohoho-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113812331915542405</id><published>2006-01-25T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T01:21:59.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really have to blog bout today but the timing is damn shit lah.&lt;br /&gt;before i touch on the interesting things that happened today...&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE ANOTHER THREE MORE WEEKS TO SCHOOL!! woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;okokok! i had speech today and we were supposed to come up with some mockup QnA session and chim and i did a good job! great job chim! we must keep it up! in fact, everyone did an amazing job, considering the fact that everything were made up and the questions from the floor were well, pretty tough to answer.&lt;br /&gt;went geisha-ing with nad, keesh, chim, ting, shawn, eva, hafiz, add and mavis! we were practically roaming around cine for like 4 hrs cos our movie starts at 9.35? like wth.&lt;br /&gt;went sushi-ing with ting and hafiz and i must say, i had a great time. hafiz was like speaking bad japanese half the time des. the other half of it was busy burping des. i cannot stand it des. so funny des. hahaha! saved my stomach for popcorn, which i later totally regretted. while paying, i thought i lost my wallet. damnit. i became so paranoid. i am always like that. hafiz kept on asking me to cool down. and guess what. i found my wallet in my bag. hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;went to meet the rest at the arcade after eating. damn cool lah! after like decades since i last played arcade, fiz and i played the DDR and the PARA thing. SO BENG-LIAN lah!! it was super fun cos we look so spastic dancing those old school stuff. played for around an hour or so and we went poppin down to supercuts to watch keesh and eva cut their hair.&lt;br /&gt;it was cam whore time. i totally loveee nad's camera. the blackwhite pictures are just so bee-you-tee-foo! watch out for it on friendster and my display pic. doubt i will be posting it up here on my blog. too lazy. oh well. alot of artistic shots which i totally adore!&lt;br /&gt;geisha was nice. i kept laughing though. in case you are wondering why, i watched the spoof you see.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;50 yen. i can put fist in my mouth"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL. seriously. i advice everyone to go watch the actual movie before you watch the spoof or you will end up laughing at the whole show instead of really feeling it. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;i just love today. seriously. spent loads of money, but it was worth it (:&lt;br /&gt;another time guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113812331915542405?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113812331915542405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113812331915542405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113812331915542405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113812331915542405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-really-have-to-blog-bout-today-but.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113725880455125221</id><published>2006-01-15T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T01:13:24.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>slept late last night. finally got down to mug for my socpsyh test that is like.. in 3 days? damn. just when i thought i had finished my horrible info essay, everything else has to start pouring in like some tap that is not functioning. then again, i knew it was coming. lol. have to do my speech and phonetics journal. also, i have to meet up with my partner for writcomm proposal essay. got to meet up with my IAC for the project. got to do research on euthanasia for my commissues speech. got to study phonetics. see see! oh yahh. have to do my stereo project. so many stuffs! so little time!&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i still managed to find time to go sentosa today. was supposed to be there around 2 the latest. got up at 11 and went shopping with jie and paige for the picnic stuffs. bought tuna, tuna.. and errm. more tuna. lol. tuna bread whatt. hahahaaa. anywayyss.. we ate our brunch, did the sandwiches, prepared the drinks, went online for awhile, watched tv.. and my mum was still having lunch outside at around 2 plus!?! finally she comes home, change, pack some more stuffs and we are ready to go. guess what? we reached sentosa at around 4. lol.&lt;br /&gt;brought darling silky along and he was so excited. busy protecting us against other people who came too close. kind of irritating cos he kept on barking at other people. oh yahh. he bit the jeans of this lady while waiting for the lift. that lady is so freakin weird. talking bout her gives me the shivers. SKIP!&lt;br /&gt;well, so we were there.. set up the mat, ate some food and the girls, my mum, sis and i started looking at hot guys. hahaha. there were alot of hot dudes "angmohs" there. hahaha. and so, 2 angmohs came up to us and kindda like chatted abit with us. as usual, silky nearly attack them. one of them is soooo cute! hahaha. he is damn funny. but they still "love" silky all the same. hahaha. i realised that silky enjoyed eating sand.&lt;br /&gt;saw some filming there. i saw howard! i think it is him. cos he is so skinny and fair! lol. some contest going on. and one of them is from my IAC and com issues class. Shar. but he didnt notice me while they walk past so i didnt really bother. howard then proceed to ask some bikini girls if one of them could rub sun tanning oil on him. hahaha. i was sitting right to the back so i could witness everything.&lt;br /&gt;then then. it started to rain. spoiler! arggh! we had to pack up everything and we were there for only like an hour lor. maybe even lesser. while packing, my mum noticed another guy from the contest and the filming crew walking towards us. she started to panick. hahaha. my sis and i thought that they were just going to walk past us and like.. find some other girls. so we didnt really care and continued packing. it was then i realised my mum had already darted off to some bush. hahaha. so.. this guy named shawn came up to me.&lt;br /&gt;GUY: hi there! i am one of the bachelors from the cleo magazine contest (smth like that lahh) and my task is supposed to find a pretty girl to help me rub some suntanning oil on my back.&lt;br /&gt;ME: huh? then you got the wrong girl. (of course i am not so bhb to say "WAHHH you found the right girl liao lahh!" i am not pretty what..)&lt;br /&gt;GUY: nono. i came here to find you hoping that you would do it for me. just squirt some of these on my back and rub will do.&lt;br /&gt;ME: *grabs the bottle* (better do it fast cos the camera is filming my ugly face. )&lt;br /&gt;he looks like my bro in law lah. hahaha. my sis is complaining that every guy i see looks like my brother in law. but really mah. yw! dont get offended! well, side track. so i rub the oil on the guy's back. and he actually made the "awwwww" sound. damnit. so wrong lah. but he was okay lah. it kind of boosted my self esteem but i would rather think that he chose me cos there were not much girls around. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;went to mount faber for a walk. a long tiring walk indeed. climbed the great wall of singapore. hahaha. super long flight of stairs. but it was fun. fetched silky home before going hougang point for dinner. bought many many things from ntuc. did i mention that i love shopping in ntuc, giant, cold storage, carrefour, shop and save and any other megastores? better than clothes. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;reached home only to find the entire house filled with vomit and erm. watery waste from silky. it appears that the sand he ate earlier were being rejected by his body. he is bleeding while shitting. my mum said that it was prob. due to the sand rubbing his stomach. very saddening cos he cant sleep. and each time he drinks water, he will vomit. and he is feeling guilty cos we have to clean up the entire house. accompanied him outside till around 12.30 and he was still not sleeping. he has to stand up and sleep. i am worried. he is already coming 8 yrs old. i hope everything will be fine for him. i dont want to lose him yet.:( i am not prepared. esp. since we had fun today. silky, be strong. i love you. everyone loves you. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113725880455125221?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113725880455125221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113725880455125221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113725880455125221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113725880455125221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/01/slept-late-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113664411011056946</id><published>2006-01-07T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T22:33:19.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wwweeeeeeeeOOOOHHHH!! paige's 2nd birthday parteehhh is officially ovverr!!hahaha. actually it was over at around 4.30pm. LOL. been working damn hard alongside with jie for this party.&lt;br /&gt;-went ntuc countless of times&lt;br /&gt;-seen many many barneys,baby bobs and BJs&lt;br /&gt;-cut many many scotch tape.&lt;br /&gt;-slept after 1am everyday&lt;br /&gt;-mop the floor&lt;br /&gt;-decorate the house&lt;br /&gt;-blow and burst balloons&lt;br /&gt;see.. so poor thing right? just for a young girl's party! i dont care! i wanna have a party this year too! my 18th birthday!! FINALLY LEGALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY!! the kids were great!&lt;br /&gt;*ah hao da manly boy&lt;br /&gt;*josh the crying boy&lt;br /&gt;*steffy the sweet lil girl&lt;br /&gt;*luke the quiet one&lt;br /&gt;*bliss the little baby&lt;br /&gt;AND OF COURSEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAIGE NICOLE da PRINCESS! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barney show was being played the entire day. but none of the kids actually watched it. they were all playing individually. lol. quite funny. they only interact when they needed to push each other off to somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;in a nutshell, today was a grreaatt day! i enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;asssshhh! thank you so much for changing the blog. hahaha. meet up soon! (: when's our bikini tanning session? lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cheryn! sorry i wasnt with you the past few days. hope you are feeling better alreadddyyy!!! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113664411011056946?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113664411011056946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113664411011056946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113664411011056946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113664411011056946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/01/wwweeeeeeeeoooohhhh-paiges-2nd.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113653170309491706</id><published>2006-01-06T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T15:20:09.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;CHERIE TER XIN LIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you hereby have &lt;strong&gt;the&lt;/strong&gt; coolest chatterbox ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ash&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113653170309491706?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113653170309491706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113653170309491706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113653170309491706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113653170309491706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/01/cherie-ter-xin-lin-you-hereby-have.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113605230940694258</id><published>2006-01-01T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T00:10:06.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reminiscing 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2005 was the year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i spent officially without the guy who has always made things perfect for me. =(&lt;br /&gt;-i joined FLY academy hosting workshop and it really rocked my socks!&lt;br /&gt;-i went mjc and i regretted cos i should have gone to sa. but then again, i met great people like monicaa the moan and erica the.. ermm.. eric? =P&lt;br /&gt;-i went into my third relationship, got my first bouquet of flowers, had my first Fish &amp;amp; Co dinner. =) thanks ewan.&lt;br /&gt;-i withdrew from mjc cos i couldnt stand the entire school system.&lt;br /&gt;-that the O levels results for 2004 (duh) came out! and i got 3 As, and the rest Bs. not that WOW good. but i am happy!&lt;br /&gt;-i got into MASS COMM! woohoo! mcm wayyyy to goooo!!&lt;br /&gt;- found darlings in mcm, liting, carrie, kisha, nadia, joachim, mavis, stephanie, yanyi, shawn.&lt;br /&gt;-had alot of family drama mama.&lt;br /&gt;-MY FIRST BIG WALK! with my babes! and mao too.&lt;br /&gt;-nearly got into depression.(i'm saved)&lt;br /&gt;-met kind souls who returned me my wallet. =)) bless you nice people&lt;br /&gt;-worked for Apple (okay, not literally WORKED for)&lt;br /&gt;-met nice nice lectures from both sems!&lt;br /&gt;- added a new B I T C H in my BITCH list. as in real BITCHES.&lt;br /&gt;- made my own film production!&lt;br /&gt;-met this particular guy who.. is just..&lt;br /&gt;- did alot of crazy stuffs with crazy people&lt;br /&gt;-found my joy, Cheryl after 5 yrs of not meeting up!&lt;br /&gt;- found another love! cheryn! (:&lt;br /&gt;-made my virgin cookies!&lt;br /&gt;- got closer to my cousins&lt;br /&gt;- grandma moved out&lt;br /&gt;- krystle babe is no longer here.&lt;br /&gt;- spent christmas with zhiting, ki-siaoing!&lt;br /&gt;- WAITING TO APPROACH A BETTER NEW YEAR AHEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-edited: how can i forgot that i WHEN CLUBBING!!! indochine and gotham! woohooo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EDITED AGAIN! &lt;strong&gt;i am so sorry ash! thats why i am writing this in like HUGE font size. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2005 is where i met ashley asshiee! my crazzyy and fun friend! it is amazing how close we got even though we met up for like only.. by far... 4 times? maybe 5. lol. but i LOVE you to tiny weeny bits! LOVES! and i will miss you when you go australia!! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent new yr with mum this year watching channel 5 movies. lol. typical but i enjoyed the company. i love my mum. =)&lt;br /&gt;i love my daddy too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113605230940694258?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113605230940694258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113605230940694258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113605230940694258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113605230940694258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2006/01/reminiscing-2005.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113587391007141781</id><published>2005-12-30T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T00:31:50.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>still reading the same book. cos of project reasons.&lt;br /&gt;NARNIA is gooooood!!! i learnt alot of things from the show!!&lt;br /&gt;1. Aslan is hot!&lt;br /&gt;2. Peter is CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;3. Edmund looks like my cousin&lt;br /&gt;4. Thomas is sucha nice faol, foal, arrghh. erm.. some half human half deer thing.&lt;br /&gt;5. Aslan's breath can bring statues back to life&lt;br /&gt;6. white witch is indeed! very white.&lt;br /&gt;7. Susan is the most irritating bitch i ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;8. BEVERS CAN SWIM! (yes, i didnt know that)&lt;br /&gt;9. wolves are fierce!&lt;br /&gt;10. boars bite.&lt;br /&gt;11. the cinema is cold. (okay! side track)&lt;br /&gt;12. they look so pretty and handsome when they grew older.&lt;br /&gt;13. phillip is the horse name&lt;br /&gt;14. white unicorns are preeeetttyy!!&lt;br /&gt;15. young lucy looks like old lucy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN CONCLUSION!! the movie was GOOODD! 5 starrss! go watch it!&lt;br /&gt;muhahhahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;wore shorts and a shirt to town today. did the IAC project and we proved ourselves RIGHT! the high end shops indeed dont believe in serving us! stupid stuck up ppl! as if you ppl can afford the stuff inside too! BAAAHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;posing and being unglam is sooooo cool! i wanna do it again!!&lt;br /&gt;my S*** is bananas B-AN-ANAN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113587391007141781?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113587391007141781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113587391007141781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113587391007141781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113587391007141781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2005/12/still-reading-same-book.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113576055944709223</id><published>2005-12-28T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T17:02:39.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;reading: Deadlier than the male, Stories of female serial killers - Terry Manners&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. no, i am not trying to become a serial killer. i am doing an essay on it instead. female serial killers are freaky. they look so un-killer like! haha.&lt;br /&gt;better not talk too much bout this in case i wanna kill suddenly and the police will be able to get this blog entry as evidence against me. lalala. i am so bored.&lt;br /&gt;i realised something bout myself quite long ago and i suddenly thought of it a few days ago while waiting for a bus.&lt;br /&gt;1. i dont have a good figure (bad one in fact.)&lt;br /&gt;2. i dont have the brains&lt;br /&gt;3. i dont have the height&lt;br /&gt;4. i am not an artist&lt;br /&gt;5. i am not a musician&lt;br /&gt;6. i am not a dancer&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i duno why i am on this earth. emo emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;br /&gt;okay i know it is late. but who cares. there are 12 days of christmas&lt;br /&gt;people! glad you guys like my cookies! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113576055944709223?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113576055944709223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113576055944709223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113576055944709223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113576055944709223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2005/12/reading-deadlier-than-male-stories-of.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113449003227320005</id><published>2005-12-13T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T00:07:12.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;reading: Tom, Dick and Debbie Harry - Jessica Adams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msn is freakin' me out. they say i am offline. but i am in fact ONLINE! wth.&lt;br /&gt;i am so bored! seriously BORED! i give up on my paragraph essay. i have no idea what i am writing. i am supposed to do research for my next informative essay and speech, but i so dont feel like doing. arrggg.&lt;br /&gt;*uh huh! this is my shit!* hollerback girl is playing on the radio now. (memories of hiphop days flowing back) hahaha. wwoooww.. my shit is bananas! hahaha. few times i have been round that track! so it's not just gonna happen like that! cos i aint no hollerback girl!&lt;br /&gt;seriously bored. everyone is busy with their projects. i totally hate this semester. totally shucked big time. i want to talk on the phone lahh!!&lt;br /&gt;jennifer and kerry came over today! kerry wore a skirt! ahhaha. rebonded her hair.. and transformed into a lady overnight! ahahaha. damn cool. fooled around in my hse. fun! we were like critizing some tv shows and everything. glad they came over to accompany me even though the main reason was the internet. hahaha. had free french fries and chicken wings! hohoho! kerryhohoho! hahahah!!&lt;br /&gt;woooh some oldie boy band song playing now. hahaha! LALALALALALALALA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am so tempted to msg you to call you now. really so tempted. should i or should i not. i hate this. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113449003227320005?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113449003227320005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113449003227320005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113449003227320005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113449003227320005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2005/12/reading-tom-dick-and-debbie-harry.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113397570739073045</id><published>2005-12-08T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T01:18:59.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am not a good girl. i haven been blogging. but then again, nobody reads.&lt;br /&gt;ANIWAES!! i got a job! as a promoter. gonna work this weekend. hope i dont see any familiar faces! arrgg. went for training after sch today. and i carried back more than 2kg worth of stuff. all the pamplets and everything. imagine lah. i was also carrying my 2.8 kg notebook and a sling bag. i was practically doing intensive exercise to my arms. wonder if they would ache tmr.&lt;br /&gt;went to tampines interchange after trng to meet cher and bear. waited for them like for bout 45 mins. or maybe one hour. cant remember. but i know it was super long. went over to my cousin's shop to chat while waiting.&lt;br /&gt;cafe cartel-ed with bear and cher at s'goon gardens. ate alot alot! had fun crapping as usual. watched ANTM and the 9pm hilarious show(cos of their immature acting). great chill out place. took many pictures as usual. hahah! super fun! love those photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mummy is coming home tmr!! i cant wait! but i got sch till 6pm lah. damn.. shall call her tmr! yay! imisshersomuch!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am super tired. got to wake up at 7am tmr. and this means that i only have 6 hours of sleep! aww man!!&lt;br /&gt;imiss&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;clubbies&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ash&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cheryn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;lavender seriously do work on me. i sleep easily now! 3 cheers for lavender! hip hip hurrayy!!! *zzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113397570739073045?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113397570739073045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113397570739073045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113397570739073045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113397570739073045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-not-good-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113352833643224290</id><published>2005-12-02T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T20:58:56.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reading - "the THIRD time he left me" by Sarah Harris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to list a few things that i finally did!&lt;br /&gt;1. finally found the time to update. my notebook's batt is running low so i am rushing to type this out&lt;br /&gt;2. finally bought something from sgst!!! a very nice green tube.&lt;br /&gt;3. finally own a tube!! (okay, it is not with me now, but i paid for it already!! yay!!)&lt;br /&gt;4. finally went jogging after delaying it for so long. so much for procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that's all lah. but hopefully everything turns out well.&lt;br /&gt;the seller from sgst gave me the wrong account number. LUCKILY that account dont exist lah! if not i will be paying the wrong person! hahaha! i so worried lah. cos i want to wear the tube on tuesday! going for terence's recording again. and we need to wear green! so.. I MUST GET IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jogging was tiring. arrgghh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113352833643224290?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113352833643224290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113352833643224290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113352833643224290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113352833643224290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2005/12/reading-third-time-he-left-me-by-sarah.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113328194185640542</id><published>2005-11-30T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T00:32:21.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm damn freaking pissed off with the construction work happening above my home. i was supposed to wake up at 11am. but nooo, they woke me up at 9am !!! i was super tired and finally i THOUGHT i could have a good sleep. AND THIS #$%^&amp;%$#@@ thing got to happen to me. damn.&lt;br /&gt;anw, ate my new cereal! (banananut) nice nice! been eating alot of bananas lately. watched a little teevee. and off to school!&lt;br /&gt;speechcomm was alright today. i finally understood a little bit more about phonetics. damn i should have learned it the moment i speak the first word of English.&lt;br /&gt;"English is a bastard language" quote from my lecturer. i totally agree. bahh!!&lt;br /&gt;ANYOHOW. i wasnt in a mood for fun today. was really tired. met up with bear and cher in town! bear needed to shop for his mum's pressie. and we actually got it in like less than 20 mins! can you believe it? went to pepper lunch or smth for dinner. (i am so bad at names) it was great!!&lt;br /&gt;we each took turns to take the multi shot thing from bear's phone. hahah!! bear's face NEVER change lor. MONO. hahah!! so fun lah! they made my day ((: LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;did a little window shopping (act. not little. practically for like 3 hrs plus) haha! and bear reminded me that i haven gotten him a birthday pressie!! i cannot BELIEVE it. i actually rmb giving him a christmas pressie but forgot his birthday!!! silly me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanna get topshop plain jersey top! anyone wanna get one with me? (can get 20% off. which means each of us only have to fork out $14.40! i know i am cheapskate. but hey! i need to save money okay!! LOL)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;i seriously need more than 24 hrs. i need a whole day to replenish my sleep! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113328194185640542?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113328194185640542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113328194185640542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113328194185640542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113328194185640542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-damn-freaking-pissed-off-with.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113319591654528318</id><published>2005-11-29T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T00:38:36.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weeeooohhh. just finished my speech comm. the phonetics were killing me lah. did it with jie. and she was annoyed by my "oohhhh" "awwwww" "ahhhhh" "eeeeeeeeee" hahahhaa!!!!&lt;br /&gt;glad she accompanied me through my "darkest storm". went s'goon gardens for dinner. haha. ate alot again as usual. cos i only had wholemeal bread with cheese for lunch (homemade mind you!) well, i had fun until i came home and went online to print notes and do my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN. things got to take a turn. the stupid website didnt function suddenly. just when i needed it the most. and people who didnt usually chat with me came chatting with me only to ask me questions about school work. so ya. now i am important huh.&lt;br /&gt;anw!! i had been a super BLUR girl today lah! i went for socpsyh lecture after writcomm only to discover that my pencil case was missing!!! i panicked. cos i had my thumbdrive and minidisc in it. so i ran out looking for it. but the LT was locked. damn right? so i squirmed in my seat during socpsyh lecture and once it was 11, (lecture ends at 12) i rushed out again. this time, the LT was open!!!! but noone was inside and it was real spooky!! the door wouldnt open till i like tugged it a few times. and when i managed to get a super &lt;strong&gt;sweet &lt;/strong&gt;cleaner auntie to accompany me. the LT locked itself by itself!!!! FREAKY! anw i rushed like siao to the admin office and this &lt;strong&gt;kind&lt;/strong&gt; lady accompanied me down again to check but there wasnt any trace of my darling pencil case! so i rushed down to my FMS building. but NO HOPE. called jie and cried. it was then carrie dear called me and told me&lt;br /&gt;"CHERIE AHH!!! YOU WERE SITTING ON YOUR PENCIL CASE ALL ALONG LAH!!! SILLY GIRL!!"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH!!! i was like OVERJOYED plus ASHAMED lah. hahaha. rushed back to collect it. DUMB DILLY DUMB ME. &lt;br /&gt;i have been easily pissed off these few weeks. i have not enough sleep. i need my sleep. i need my life back. i need my motivation to survive. i have to like lay in bed for more than an hour before i can sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bought banana nut cereal!! cant wait to eat it for lunch tmr so i can save my moneyy!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks carrie dear for your banana cake treat! it was rrrreeaall sweet! MUAH!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113319591654528318?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113319591654528318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113319591654528318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113319591654528318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113319591654528318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2005/11/weeeooohhh.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113310787187372942</id><published>2005-11-28T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T00:21:48.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;reading: " the THIRD time he left me - Sarah Harris&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reading:  "human communication - Devito&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be sleeping by now cos i have to wake up at 6am. but noooo. i am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;read "Just like Heaven" yesterday and i finished the book by today. interesting novel. but i was disappointed to learn that the movie was totally different from the book! damnit.&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go EXPO with cheryl, leon and bear. but cher's granny fell down at the last min. luckily she is alright. i was worried. really i was. cos i have been through it before. thank god she is alright. poor cheryl got so worried.&lt;br /&gt;went funan with mummy to get printer ink. freaking expensive lah. mummy got a thumbdrive and i am going to teach her how to use it. haha! super cute right? i really love her to bits lah. anw, funan A MARK (forgot which level. but i know it is near the toilet) sells super cheap stuff! go check it out! the people there are nice too! =))&lt;br /&gt;ate alot lah. ever since i woke up in the afternoon. LOL. went s'goon gardens with family after shopping in funan. this super nice place with good ambience! must drag all my friends there one day. really very nice place to chit chat and everything. (cheryn, ur gang shld go there. very chill-ing place) great service too! *thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;week 5 begins next week. aww man. time flies lah! christmas is coming! grandma and mummy leaving to m'sia on the 5th dec. leaving jie and i alone in the house. *sobs* i want to travel too! so i can meet my GUY! =XX&lt;br /&gt;SLEEPING TIME!! zzzz CHOCOLATE DREAMS ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113310787187372942?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113310787187372942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113310787187372942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113310787187372942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113310787187372942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2005/11/reading-third-time-he-left-me-sarah.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113302660265723700</id><published>2005-11-27T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T01:36:42.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BACK from DADDY's NIGHT/DAY CARE! hahaha! finally finished my radio assignment. and i was supposed to be sleeping early (as instructed by my dearest mummy). she is so funny lah! i off my lights on thursday night around 11 plus (i really tried to sleep early) and she came knocking on my door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUM: HEY! why are you sleeping so early? weird... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she closed my door and walks away.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH! super cute right? i love my mum! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;got my fortune told by my 2nd uncle last night. haha. he says that i would meet my boyfriend on a tour trip! haha. so it means that i RELLY have to keep on travelling. hohoho!!&lt;br /&gt;LOVED today. went out dinner with family after i came back from daddy's and had a erm. REALLY SHORT NAP. went to old changi road's hawker centre. ate chinyee's grandpa's stall stingray. and honestly, yee! their attitude super bad. i called you to ask you the reason (which i think you would have absolute no idea) but you lah! never ans. battery flat never charge huh! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ate alot! satay, stingray, carrot cake, wanton mee, fried osyter omelette, hokkien mee. you name it, we ate it! hahaha! gluttons.&lt;br /&gt;okay i am now filling up some application form to work in Sentosa. LOL! very confusing!! shall stop writing now and concentrate on my application form!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113302660265723700?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113302660265723700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113302660265723700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113302660265723700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113302660265723700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-from-daddys-nightday-care-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113281587267111225</id><published>2005-11-24T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T20:31:18.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in school right now waiting for radio to start! 2 more minutes so i shall blog bout my day now. (:&lt;br /&gt;couldnt sleep last night!!! thank goodness bear wasn't asleep too. haha. i tossed and turned in bed for an hour before deciding that i should actually msg someone and entertain myself since i cant sleep! AND!! he is NOT ASLEEP!! hahaha! he entertained me for an hour while i was reading a mag lah. which is till 3 plus in the morning. and i have to wake up at 8am the next day lahh!! finally decided to enter back the &lt;strong&gt;"forbidden city".&lt;/strong&gt; (they forbid me to go in! evil unreasonable peeps.) tossed and turned for another 45 mins or so, AND &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt; i entered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;see bear! i didnt use the hammer at all! it was all pure erm.. how do i put it?.. good skills? hahaha!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i am so totally bumped out today. tired. totally. i need my sleep. gonna stay in class for like another 3 hrs? aww man.. i hate it. BUT it is RADIO!! so i have to stay awake!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayover tmr at daddy's place! ((: got to pack pack pack!!&lt;br /&gt;chers bear!! movie marathon lehh!! arrange arrange!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113281587267111225?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113281587267111225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113281587267111225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113281587267111225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113281587267111225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2005/11/in-school-right-now-waiting-for-radio.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113275703296903200</id><published>2005-11-23T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T22:48:21.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>top 3 things i wanna do!&lt;br /&gt;1. cut my hair! change my hairstyle!&lt;br /&gt;2. get a freaking slack job with good pay.&lt;br /&gt;3. movie marathon with cher babes and bear da bear..-.- LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay! i thought about this last night..&lt;br /&gt;what do i want in a guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone who would not be afraid to come home with me and meet my mum. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. someone who is willing to hang out with my friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. someone who would call me in the middle of the night just to tell me he is in love with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. someone who would accompany me all through the night and have breakfast with me at 4.30am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. someone who would take things slow and not rush me at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. someone who has great parents who like me for who i am. ehhh.. lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. someone who actually honestly love my fats! lol!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. someone who is able to tolerate my pms days which lasts for like.. forever!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9. someone who is willing to walk with me from amk to my house, from bishan to my house, from where i wanna walk to my house. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10. someone who loves me deeply and in return, me loving him deeply too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hopefully someone who is rich and cute too lah. hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not feeling too well today. been thinkin about lots of things last night and of course today. wasnt able to sleep well at all. i shall not dwell on such SMALL trival things anymore. why must i lose sleep over this kinda arse? RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT??!! YAAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did my grammar test online. i failed. LOL. terrible. i am in mcm but my english grammar is horrendous lah. but the qns pat wong set was tricky. super tricky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;YAY!! TERENCE GOT INTO THE SECOND ROUND! OMG! YAY!! GO TERENCE GO TERENCE!! MUAHHHH!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113275703296903200?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113275703296903200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113275703296903200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113275703296903200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113275703296903200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2005/11/top-3-things-i-wanna-do-1.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113267691725949398</id><published>2005-11-23T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T00:32:51.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;seriously, i am disappointed. totally. i protected you like crazy when people were commenting stuffs bout you. but i protected you for nothing. what i got back from you were lies and more lies. you jerk. i wish i never ever met you. i'm serious. i am so totally upset. why must you do that? it is now confirmed that i WAS your part time entertainer huh. and you threw me aside cos you found a better one isn't it? so much for thinking you are a nice person ya? so much for that. i should not have trusted you at all. i am sucha fool. i dont wanna see you again. please dont do that to me cos it hurts badly. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched GOF with cheryl, baldwin and cheryn. it wasn't as good as i expected it to be. cheryn was busy explaining to me what was going on in the movie. krum was a total turn off to me. looks fat ya? hermonie is pretty pretty and ron is as cute as ever! harry looked weirder though. haha. anw. guess i wasnt really concentrating in the movie. my mind was filled with super alot of things. so much that it is heavy. and it is giving me a headache.&lt;br /&gt;visited vientai before meeting cheryn. auntie annie was like so glad to see me. kept on touching my face, saying she misses all of us. such motherly figure. =) oh dear! i just realised i forgot to call my da gu. damn. i am sucha a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOSER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt go to DAD's place though. miss him loads but sis wasnt feeling well and i waited with her at the doc's till quite late and it would be weird to go visit daddy for like 2 hrs? i rather spend the entire night chatting with him. so i am going over to stay on friday. miss you daddy. got so many things to talk. i need your comfort. i want to change to an innocent little girl who really needs daddy's love and hugs. i am not ashamed to admit this. the world is getting too complicated for me to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;thanks bear and cheryl for being there for me just now. you guys are such angels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;bear.. i know i am boring with you with my arse up problems. i am glad that you actually bothered to listen me drooning on and on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;cheryl, you are not alone ya? and thanks for all the cheering me up. i love you babe. :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;LOVE you guys! ((: besties ya.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SPOILER. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i bet you are happy that you had made a fool outta me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cheryn dear! i hope you are feeling better ya? smile more pretty pretty! meet up soon ya! HUGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113267691725949398?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113267691725949398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113267691725949398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113267691725949398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113267691725949398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2005/11/seriously-i-am-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113250166835375383</id><published>2005-11-20T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T23:47:48.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>realise my blogging is like becoming more and more often. haha! i am good! i stick to my commitments! YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;went &lt;strong&gt;shopping&lt;/strong&gt; at carrefour with mum and sis yesterday! was super excited lah! cos it has been ages since mum brought me out to shop. even if it is just carrefour. haha! went to her office to explore. great place &lt;strong&gt;sahvanna (think it is spelt like that). &lt;/strong&gt;anywayss! we went to have lunch and CARREFOUR WAS FUN!&lt;br /&gt;free samples everywhere! hahaha!! *greed* reminds me of the time i used to work for Pringles. AHHH. those memories kept coming back to me. i miss the security guards and the cleaning uncle who always keep me company while i am working. =) where are you guys?! i wonder if you all still remember me!&lt;br /&gt;bought many many things in carrefour. $70.55? hahah! saw this pretty pretty bag! but the price is too high for me. $40 plus for a bag is too steep. but it is so pretty!! jie say i should get that bag when i am in the working life. but i really like it lah! mum fell in love with another bag and it was around like.. $38? again, too expensive. but it was made in italy lah. so it explains the price. jie and i decided to buy her that bag for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hristmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! she is super happy! hahaha. we had to like lie to her that we needed to use the toilet. we rushed like mad girls! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;glad she liked the bag (:&lt;/strong&gt;   headed down to town. went to take a look at the white christmas fair (SINGTEL). found the phone i wanted lah! but i needed my daddy to be there..(which will never happen in the next 100 yrs). OHH! they have this &lt;strong&gt;mickey mouse&lt;/strong&gt; phone! super nice and cute! but super expensive. not alot of good functions anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at like 3 in the afternoon today lah!! wasted half a day. and to think i was supposed to go joggin in the morning. damnit! went haircutting with baldwin ard serangoon area. they quite nice and professional. i want to &lt;strong&gt;cut hair &lt;/strong&gt;too! but mine will be like 29 bucks. so i should control. bear's hair turned out great! CHEERS! and bear! you still owe me money lah! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;cheryn darlin!&lt;/span&gt; you know you can! i know you can! (yougetwhatimean) movie marathon, harrypotter, thailand, jobbing together ya!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(: HUGS GIRL!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113250166835375383?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113250166835375383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113250166835375383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113250166835375383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113250166835375383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2005/11/realise-my-blogging-is-like-becoming.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113232325998662706</id><published>2005-11-18T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T22:14:20.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i regretted bring my laptop to school today. total &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;waste of my precious strength&lt;/span&gt;. school was kind of boring today. with the stupid library talk thing (which was rather useful actually. only at the last part)&lt;br /&gt;(canteen one's malay food not bad!)went bugis with liting darlin to buy vitC pills for her boy. carrie left the moment we reached bugis cos she had to go for church meeting. went over to bugis village to shop for bags! went around looking for pretty pretty bags, but i couldnt find any one that i fancied lah. ting found one! it is nice!! i like the silver one but the price is too steep for me. the pink one looked super pretty on her! it is like $33 after discount. we saw another bag that is rather special. all plastic-sy weaved into a bag. ahahah. super solid. but the price also super solid. haha. $29.90 for plastic? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BS lah&lt;/span&gt;. the store lady was staring at us big time! damn rude.&lt;br /&gt;rained heavily today and i had a "quarrel" with jie cos the reception in bugis wasnt good, and her voice is super soft. it is like hearing nothing! seriously, singtel's connection is getting worse each day. even starhub is like better now lah. sorry ting! couldnt spend more time shopping with you. we &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;shall shop another day&lt;/span&gt; okay! i haven gotten my bag yet! and oh yah. pleaseee &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;remember to call the agency okay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! cos i seriously need money. &lt;strong&gt;$$ KA CHING $$&lt;/strong&gt;. you know why right? hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyone got any good job recommendations? and when i mean good, i mean &lt;strong&gt;GOOD PAY&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113232325998662706?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113232325998662706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113232325998662706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113232325998662706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113232325998662706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-regretted-bring-my-laptop-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113215910140628625</id><published>2005-11-16T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T00:39:38.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have been piggy out today! feeling so guilty now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;morning : half a sandwich and a slice of watermelon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;afternoon : soup and 1/2 of the halved sandwich&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mid afternoon : a slice of pineapple and dragon fruit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;early evening : some vege crisp. supposedly healthy i think. plus some wasabi peas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;night : pizza, drumlets and garlic bread&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i should be killed for eating so much. so much for losing weight huh.&lt;br /&gt;didnt managed to do radio recording so we had to postponed it. going to school later in the morning to record. damn. and i have to bring my laptop lah.&lt;br /&gt;was super unglam in the evening when i was on my way to pick the lil one. it was raining cats and dogs and there were thunder and lighning to add on to it! super heavy rain. and there i was with a big umbrella and a empty pram. walking on flooded areas (seriously, s'goon north should have better drainage system. it is FLOODED lah. take note pls!) picked the lil one and of course the pram got heavier. so when i have to like move up a platform, i looked as if i had a stiff neck or bad cramps lah. UNGLAM! and i was totally drenched behind. to make matter worse, the lil one insisted that i took off the cover, covering her and the pram, and her shoes! and i have to push the pram plus carry the umbrella. super AUNTIE right? but i survived it.&lt;br /&gt;aww man. chatted with my sis till like now? i need to go to bed super fast now. got to be awake in another.. 6 hours? i am getting not enough rest! falling sick soon. just you wait and see. arrgghh.. brush teeth time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113215910140628625?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113215910140628625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113215910140628625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113215910140628625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113215910140628625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2005/11/have-been-piggy-out-today-feeling-so.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113206937605098635</id><published>2005-11-15T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T23:42:56.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYAA!! speech comm was great today!! inventions were superb! if only we really had those inventions man!&lt;br /&gt;cabbed down to tp to see that bear play rugby. met cheryl and we were on our way to the field, which i was super near before i meet cher but because she didnt know where i was, i had to walk back. LOL. nevermind, its OKAY. great way to lose weight ya! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;saw sahfihi on the way!!! is it fate or fate!! he is cuter than ever. hahaha. he is like my "hero" lah cos i didnt know how to go to the library. hohoho! saw his ex too. bleh. she was practically staring at me. well.. should seriously meet up with fihi one day to just update each other. we msged and it was as though we went back to the past. hohoho! still such a poet. never change. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;bear got punched in his eyes lah! which resulted into smaller eyes? hahaha. his eyes already super small already! and to make it worse, he got punched. hahaha! small eye bear!&lt;br /&gt;cher's mummy fetched me home! such a nice mummy ya? =)&lt;br /&gt;cockroaches are appearing in my house! freaky!! get RID OF THEM!! ate instant "kwaychap" today. super pathetic. no nutrients. haha! i desperately need to work right now! i need to SAVE money!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww man. my entire entry is so random. i am super distracted now. just finish doing my radio assignment and i am dying soon! i haven done socpsyh yet!! shall do it tmr. and no way am i going to bring my laptop tmr lah! waste of my strength! shall just come up with some lame excuse. hopefully it will be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113206937605098635?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113206937605098635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113206937605098635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113206937605098635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113206937605098635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2005/11/heyaa-speech-comm-was-great-today.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113181186691349354</id><published>2005-11-13T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T00:13:20.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suki sushi-ing with baldwin and vcd-ing with cheryl's family too. they are nice people. honest! i felt so family in there. it has been a long time since my family actually had a homecooked meal with everyone important there. ah ma, daddy, mummy, jie. and it has been ages since &lt;strong&gt;uninvited guests&lt;/strong&gt; were not there.&lt;br /&gt;movies were great! watched &lt;strong&gt;white chicks&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; stepford wives &lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; kung fu mahjong. &lt;/strong&gt;hilarious but somehow kung fu mahjong reminded me of someone and it kinda gives me pangs of heartache. (so essay lah!)&lt;br /&gt;i guess i wasnt really into you. i guess you just lavished the attention that i was searching for. Or maybe i had just fallen for you. but there you are, treating me like a part-time entertainer. it hurts. but i am strong. you wont be there to see me crying. cos you know what? i will not. i was there for you but when will i ever see you there for me? lets just take it as &lt;strong&gt;you will not be there for me&lt;/strong&gt;. sad but that is the &lt;strong&gt;truth&lt;/strong&gt;. we haven contacted for like.. 3 days? and when we met, you didnt even want to communicate. what have i gotten myself into? this truly shucks big time&lt;br /&gt;okay. super emo. dont ask why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i had a great time today! love you cher and baldwin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;is there anyone out there? cos it is getting harder and harder to breathe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i wish you made this easy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113181186691349354?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113181186691349354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113181186691349354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113181186691349354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113181186691349354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2005/11/suki-sushi-ing-with-baldwin-and-vcd.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113164892046004706</id><published>2005-11-11T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T03:01:45.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalalala. cherie likes the &lt;strong&gt;elmo&lt;/strong&gt; song. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not ashley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHERIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HERIEC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ERIECH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;RIECHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;IECHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ECHERI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;CHERIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113164892046004706?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113164892046004706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113164892046004706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113164892046004706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113164892046004706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2005/11/lalalala.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113163134443748871</id><published>2005-11-10T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T22:05:42.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i totally take back my words on my last entry. hohoho! bahhh!&lt;br /&gt;radio was GREAT today! super fun module lah! nothing can beat it! hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;1.felix tan super bitchy! (in a nice, funny way)&lt;br /&gt;2.minidisc recording was fun! &lt;br /&gt;3.the room was super duper fuper cold&lt;br /&gt;4.we got the CODE that all FMS ppl will get! (how cool)&lt;br /&gt;5.we are going to do a talkshow pretty soon! i think.. hahah!!&lt;br /&gt;6.what else what else! ohh! listening to our own voice was weird!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;socpsyh was funn too! learn so many things that we actually are doing, but dont know about it. halo effect, shit. hahaha. but is was great! boey was alright. game was fun! hahah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went pizza hut for lunch with some of them, food was alright, as expected. carrie darling was my advisor the entire day! Thanks carr darl!! we seriously should work hard to achieve our goal lah! feeling better each day! GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASHIE BABY is giving my blog a FREE MAKEOVER! so u guys wait and see! DARLIN BABY! thank you so much!! ehh! why i dont see ur PIC? i want you on my blog too!! =P LOVE YOU TO PIECES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113163134443748871?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113163134443748871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113163134443748871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113163134443748871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113163134443748871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-totally-take-back-my-words-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419049.post-113111890436096228</id><published>2005-11-04T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T23:46:35.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"i totally regretted what i did last night. totally. honestly. i think i was longing for affection, but it aint supposed to turn out this way. terrible. &lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't be liking this guy. i shouldn't. he isnt what i was aiming for. he is everything i told everyone, as well as myself, that i will never hang out with, much less like. i am sucha dead ass now. i wanna turn back time. but, when i was there, the feeling was so strong. too strong. "&lt;br /&gt;lalala. i am bored. dont talk to me. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419049-113111890436096228?l=small-blob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/feeds/113111890436096228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419049&amp;postID=113111890436096228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113111890436096228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419049/posts/default/113111890436096228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-blob.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-totally-regretted-what-i-did-last.html' title=''/><author><name>that girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180240524734984452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
