<?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-19944655</id><updated>2011-04-30T07:51:46.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Talks of the Drugged Girl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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>138</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19944655.post-7526857087678500686</id><published>2007-05-11T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T14:16:19.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALOHA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn the weather,ballls!!&lt;br /&gt;One minute your rushing to&lt;br /&gt;close the windows before the rain gets&lt;br /&gt;in and the next,you're sweating till&lt;br /&gt;Kingdom come.&lt;br /&gt;What the F**k !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos,the past few days have been&lt;br /&gt;quite happening for me.&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my mum,bro and godbro&lt;br /&gt;on Saturday..Had lunch at this pasta place&lt;br /&gt;in Taka then went shopping for my PJs..&lt;br /&gt;I'm now wearing a nice pair of striped pink&lt;br /&gt;boxers and a pink tank..&lt;br /&gt;Real cute,I'm telling you..I mean the PJs.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Heeren after to get Richie his slippers.&lt;br /&gt;guess wad?? I didn't know you could put water&lt;br /&gt;in the sole of the slippers and drink from it??&lt;br /&gt;Man,you really gotta be desperate to drink from the&lt;br /&gt;sole of your shoes..don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;Ah well..The man's happy with the slippers,then it's ok..&lt;br /&gt;While he was getting the slippers,I went up to Baby's &lt;br /&gt;shop to pass her the soup I bought for her..&lt;br /&gt;SO cute she was when I saw her.&lt;br /&gt;I love her to bits,I'm telling you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was really superb..Met the bonkers for a day out..&lt;br /&gt;Had alot of fun at Minds cafe and shopping around..&lt;br /&gt;Same ol' us..Arguing..Pairing up and walking..Laughing like&lt;br /&gt;nobody's business..bitching and gossiping..;)&lt;br /&gt;We sure as hell are guilty of that..&lt;br /&gt;Met nesh and baby later that night..This is only the second time&lt;br /&gt;their meeting and they're like buddies already..heh..&lt;br /&gt;Good thing they get along..&lt;br /&gt;We almost didn't wanna go home..;( It was damn saddening..&lt;br /&gt;But oh well..15th awaits us..Another outting and I can't wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember what I did on Monday but I can remember &lt;br /&gt;Tuesday though..&lt;br /&gt;That was day mum and I went mad at the Bobbi brown makeup&lt;br /&gt;counter..i simply love her makeup..To die for,I'm telling you..&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was spent with baby..&lt;br /&gt;Don't really need to elaborate further so yeah..*grins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I sent baby to work and then went to Kinokunya&lt;br /&gt;to look at makeup books to get equipped before school starts..&lt;br /&gt;i gotta get every one of bobbi brown's books..&lt;br /&gt;They're really good..Seriously..&lt;br /&gt;Saw a few other fabulous books by this makeup artist named&lt;br /&gt;Kevyn something..Gotta get that too..&lt;br /&gt;Can hardly wait for school to start..&lt;br /&gt;But I'm kinda scared..of meeting new people..No one i know's &lt;br /&gt;taking that course too..Oh well..I gotta be strong and &lt;br /&gt;independent..I've to stand on my own feet..&lt;br /&gt;No choice,actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogey.i'm getting kinda lazy so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;gonna go out soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-7526857087678500686?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/7526857087678500686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=7526857087678500686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/7526857087678500686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/7526857087678500686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/05/aloha-damn-weatherballls-one-minute.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-8476374889558744929</id><published>2007-05-05T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T01:02:23.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got back from prayers at my uncle's &lt;br /&gt;place not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Got pissed off even before the prayers&lt;br /&gt;started.SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just how could you???&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate you.&lt;br /&gt;I f**king hate what you did.&lt;br /&gt;Pardon my language.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just ticked off right now.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..I had a great talk with my&lt;br /&gt;grand aunt whom I seldom talked to.&lt;br /&gt;Now she and I are buddies.;)&lt;br /&gt;I can talk to her about any damn thing&lt;br /&gt;I want to.All she'll do is just be frank with me&lt;br /&gt;and tell me her side of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;She's really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's a free day for me.&lt;br /&gt;Don't gotta come back home early for prayers&lt;br /&gt;because we had the last session today.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I'll be going out with mum.&lt;br /&gt;She really needs to go out (and so do I)..&lt;br /&gt;After that most prob I'll meet Chris and Casey if&lt;br /&gt;they're free..&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying for Fluffy.&lt;br /&gt;FLUFFY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you call.&lt;br /&gt;And we're arguing.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-2209769416387454719</id><published>2007-04-30T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T00:58:26.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alot of things happened suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Out shopping with mum.&lt;br /&gt;-Mum gets call from maid.&lt;br /&gt;-Maid says my grandfather had a&lt;br /&gt;coughing fit and then went silent.&lt;br /&gt;-Mum starts panicking and asked maid&lt;br /&gt;if he's breathing.&lt;br /&gt;-Maid can't talk because she's in shock.&lt;br /&gt;-We both panick and run to taxi stand.&lt;br /&gt;-Waited one and a half hours for cab.&lt;br /&gt;-Mum's friend went over instead.&lt;br /&gt;-Mum's friend calls my mum and says&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry,he's gone."&lt;br /&gt;-Mum cries in taxi stand.&lt;br /&gt;-I feel damn bad but trying to calm mum&lt;br /&gt;down.&lt;br /&gt;-We finally get into the cab and rush over.&lt;br /&gt;-Police is waiting outside the house.&lt;br /&gt;-They question her.&lt;br /&gt;-She tries to speak while crying.&lt;br /&gt;-I see grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;-I cry.&lt;br /&gt;-He's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;But i know you're still gonna be around&lt;br /&gt;to watch us grow up.&lt;br /&gt;You lost your eyesight totally when I was 2.&lt;br /&gt;At least you got to know how my brother and&lt;br /&gt;I look like.&lt;br /&gt;I'm only 19..and you thought I was in university&lt;br /&gt;about 3 years ago.How cute you are,grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss you.&lt;br /&gt;No wait..I already do.&lt;br /&gt;The last I saw you was at Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;I meant to come down to see you that night with&lt;br /&gt;mum.&lt;br /&gt;But we were too late.You didn't wait for us.&lt;br /&gt;I guess you chose that time for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;Mum and I are just sad that no one was with&lt;br /&gt;you at the time of your peaceful departure.&lt;br /&gt;But i do believe somehow that your mum was there.&lt;br /&gt;I do believe angels were there for you.&lt;br /&gt;Singing for you.&lt;br /&gt;I was in shock.&lt;br /&gt;I never knew you were going to go that fast.&lt;br /&gt;i always thought you were really strong,just like&lt;br /&gt;your wife.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't tell her you're gone,though.&lt;br /&gt;I know she knows by herself.&lt;br /&gt;She's quiet these days.No more hallucinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My suit is ready to be worn for you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;So is mum's and godpa's.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Richie couldn't be here.&lt;br /&gt;Dad too.&lt;br /&gt;But you know we'll visit you together whenever&lt;br /&gt;we can.&lt;br /&gt;You know we will.&lt;br /&gt;Everything happened so fast.&lt;br /&gt;You taught me one thing though,that I always &lt;br /&gt;never believed or just simply brushed off..&lt;br /&gt;You taught me that you should always treasure the&lt;br /&gt;ones you love and say everything you wanna say to &lt;br /&gt;your loved ones before it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;You also taught me that things happen when you &lt;br /&gt;least expect it.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know what to do and what to look for&lt;br /&gt;in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tears are dropping now,endlessly.&lt;br /&gt;I just felt the need to put down my feelings here.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know how much I loved you and how &lt;br /&gt;I loved to talk to you,even if it was about something&lt;br /&gt;you were hallucinating or imagining.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you told me,I'd cherish it.&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget it.&lt;br /&gt;I won't.&lt;br /&gt;You're always gonna be in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know it is against your wish to be cremated.&lt;br /&gt;We respect that,hence your burial tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far we have to travel to get to your&lt;br /&gt;place on earth,we'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;You mean alot to us.&lt;br /&gt;We thought no one would come to your wake.&lt;br /&gt;But look at the turn out?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knew how good you were to us.&lt;br /&gt;It was just your character to be wise,honest,patient,&lt;br /&gt;and giving.&lt;br /&gt;I know you had a tragic accident.&lt;br /&gt;You fell badly into a drain after coming out from church.&lt;br /&gt;You had a serious eye op that left you blind.&lt;br /&gt;Yet you didn't give anyone trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Mum said you never gave anyone trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Even when you departed,you didn't trouble anyone.&lt;br /&gt;We wouldn't have said anything if you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa,I can't say more.&lt;br /&gt;I never really talked to you much because i only&lt;br /&gt;visited you once a week when I was in pri school.&lt;br /&gt;In secondary school,I was much busier and I seldom&lt;br /&gt;came there to see you.&lt;br /&gt;I regret that.&lt;br /&gt;So what if you're blind? You still could feel my hands.&lt;br /&gt;and you could talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;I regret that..I'm sorry..I'm really so so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I know you won't hold it against me.&lt;br /&gt;But I won't make this mistake anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Even if your wife can't really see anymore,I'm gonna try&lt;br /&gt;and talk to her everyday.Bit by bit,depending on her&lt;br /&gt;mood.Sometimes she gets bad dreams and starts &lt;br /&gt;screaming.I never once complained about that.&lt;br /&gt;She can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;In a way,she lights up the room in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;You will know what I'm talking about when you come&lt;br /&gt;and see her tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;For now,please try and get some rest.&lt;br /&gt;It might be cold for you,though it's hot for us.&lt;br /&gt;I've covered your brown box.I don't wanna say the word.&lt;br /&gt;But to me,it's the brown box.&lt;br /&gt;I've polished off the fingerprints,like last night.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like the box mum and I agreed on.&lt;br /&gt;I regret not taking the white one though.&lt;br /&gt;i thought you might get offended because the guy said&lt;br /&gt;it usually is for ladies.&lt;br /&gt;You'll have much more freedom and peace tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;Once again,please try and rest now.&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna do the same.&lt;br /&gt;i want to have enough strength for you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight,grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Night night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-2209769416387454719?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2209769416387454719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19944655.post-6237080108954695109</id><published>2007-04-27T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T11:58:16.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling much better now.&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking and thinking last night&lt;br /&gt;before I slept..Which was around 3..&lt;br /&gt;This feeling of depression just came over&lt;br /&gt;me..&lt;br /&gt;I forced myself to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;I listened to the same song over and over&lt;br /&gt;again till I felt sleepy and just chucked the &lt;br /&gt;ipod away.I didn't realise it was on repeat.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a million and one things to say..&lt;br /&gt;They're at the tip of my tongue..No.wait.&lt;br /&gt;Fingers,I meant.&lt;br /&gt;But making you feel more guilty than you &lt;br /&gt;already do is not gonna make things better..&lt;br /&gt;Neither would I feel good about it..&lt;br /&gt;Because you punished me for my wrong&lt;br /&gt;doings in ways that I won't ever do to&lt;br /&gt;you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still sore about it,alright.&lt;br /&gt;I've forgiven you but I'm still sore.&lt;br /&gt;It hit me very badly..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure what I did to you last time&lt;br /&gt;was lingering at the back of your head for&lt;br /&gt;a few days or maybe a week after it happened.&lt;br /&gt;I won't question you anymore..&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired..and I know you're tired of answering &lt;br /&gt;my questions.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait..I have but one more question to ask you..&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll text you soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to go out with my mum..&lt;br /&gt;But i'm rather reluctant(although it's shopping time)&lt;br /&gt;because I know she wants to speak to me bout &lt;br /&gt;something I really do NOT wanna talk about..&lt;br /&gt;Well,maybe I'll talk to her bout how I feel and everything..&lt;br /&gt;But she's jolly well gonna talk me out of it..&lt;br /&gt;Tough luck,again.&lt;br /&gt;I'd better win..&lt;br /&gt;This is all up to me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing is worst than having a very very bad tummy &lt;br /&gt;ache when you're about to go out.&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-6237080108954695109?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/6237080108954695109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=6237080108954695109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/6237080108954695109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/6237080108954695109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-feeling-much-better-now.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-5751927200725636332</id><published>2007-04-26T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T20:20:47.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Fuck................&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't ever wanna say this to your&lt;br /&gt;face...&lt;br /&gt;THIS is what's in my HEAD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think i'll get outta here..&lt;br /&gt;Where I can run..Just as fast as I can..&lt;br /&gt;To the middle of nowhere..&lt;br /&gt;To the middle of my frustrated fears..&lt;br /&gt;And I swear..You're just like a pill..&lt;br /&gt;Instead of making me better..You keep making&lt;br /&gt;me ill.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean every word in there..&lt;br /&gt;I meant the first part though..&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;SIGH..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I filed off my long nails which I took time&lt;br /&gt;to grow..Just so that I won't do SOMETHING..&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah..I don't think I have an anger management &lt;br /&gt;problem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah,FUCK..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-8558801704131864494</id><published>2007-04-26T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T13:30:43.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been two days huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping myself busy with my friends&lt;br /&gt;and baby..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.Tuesday afternoon was supposed&lt;br /&gt;to be spent at church with Shal and Chris..&lt;br /&gt;But since I had insomnia and only slept at&lt;br /&gt;5.30..I happily woke up at 11.45 when mass&lt;br /&gt;was at 12..&lt;br /&gt;Perfect..Did not go to church..&lt;br /&gt;Thought mum went also..so I called her&lt;br /&gt;handphone whilst still in bed..&lt;br /&gt;She answered the phone and then i realised&lt;br /&gt;she was in the house..-_-&lt;br /&gt;She was down with food poisoning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway..Chris came over and showered then&lt;br /&gt;we went to Hougang Mall to meet Shal..&lt;br /&gt;Had fun catching up with her..&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't enjoy the malay emo guys &lt;br /&gt;staring at Chris and us..&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell do they have to do that when they&lt;br /&gt;see other people with emo hairstyles?&lt;br /&gt;Mad or just plain mad? You tell me..&lt;br /&gt;But then i realised something,.&lt;br /&gt;Thay have absolutely nothing at all to do..&lt;br /&gt;No school..nothing..&lt;br /&gt;All they do is hang out an wait for people to &lt;br /&gt;come by so they can stare at them..&lt;br /&gt;SIckening,I say..&lt;br /&gt;Shan't say anymore..&lt;br /&gt;(Don't exactly wanna get into trouble)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Shal at her house..&lt;br /&gt;Then we train-ed to Bugis and met Casey &lt;br /&gt;and Khai..Took a soot from Casey..&lt;br /&gt;Felt a bit better after that..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna say that i'm addicted to it..&lt;br /&gt;But I think I am..but then again..I know what&lt;br /&gt; to do..not to worry,baby.&lt;br /&gt;You soot too..;)&lt;br /&gt;We headed to town after that..Looked around &lt;br /&gt;here and there..&lt;br /&gt;Saw many things I'd like to get..;)&lt;br /&gt;Saw some stuff for baby too..&lt;br /&gt;not gonna say what because baby reads my blog..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do much yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;Just lazed around at home with baby..She was off again..&lt;br /&gt;She stayed the night before and last night..&lt;br /&gt;Now she's off to work..&lt;br /&gt;And i'm off to meet mum for bra and panty shopping..&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..baby needs the goodbye kiss from me..&lt;br /&gt;and more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-8558801704131864494?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/8558801704131864494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=8558801704131864494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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bout..hmm..1 day?&lt;br /&gt;And I feel damn bad..&lt;br /&gt;No hard feelings okay?&lt;br /&gt;Okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 2 days were spent with&lt;br /&gt;Baby..she was off..&lt;br /&gt;We spent great quality time yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;And I have to say that she's really patient &lt;br /&gt;with me..when i looked at shoes and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;She took the time to pick out nice stuff for&lt;br /&gt;me..I did the same for her too..&lt;br /&gt;She saw alot of stuff she liked..&lt;br /&gt;But we were both broke so no shopping &lt;br /&gt;was done..;)&lt;br /&gt;Soon..soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today..was holland v day..&lt;br /&gt;went there with Baby and met Chris and Casey..&lt;br /&gt;Had yong tau fu soup and felt abit bloated and&lt;br /&gt;sick after that..so i kept drinking water..&lt;br /&gt;Then Brandon came..poor fellow..argued with&lt;br /&gt;Roxanne..Oh well..None of my business but..&lt;br /&gt;Just feel bad for him..;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Shal tomorrow with Chris..&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go to church and meet my mum &lt;br /&gt;there..Haven't chatted with her in a &lt;br /&gt;DAMN long time..&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to sit and talk to her..&lt;br /&gt;I know she's changed alot..&lt;br /&gt;But it's for the better..&lt;br /&gt;Oh..before going to church..&lt;br /&gt;I'm hitting the gym with Chris..&lt;br /&gt;I asked baby along..but she's scared she'll&lt;br /&gt;be late for work..afternoon shift..&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of her..she's supposed to be online now..&lt;br /&gt;But she's missing in action..&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M BORED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Argh....&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not tired..&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep!!!&lt;br /&gt;kept getting up yesterday..don't know why..&lt;br /&gt;SIgh..am I that stressed?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so..&lt;br /&gt;It's minimizing..but why am I not sleeping well?&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well..off i go..&lt;br /&gt;gonna look for baby..&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-7134098250697015790</id><published>2007-04-19T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T22:29:56.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X1tJzQygBLk/Rid6bDbr7UI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IVA5Wmdm9WA/s1600-h/Photo+59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X1tJzQygBLk/Rid6bDbr7UI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IVA5Wmdm9WA/s320/Photo+59.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055143711943159106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X1tJzQygBLk/Rid6bTbr7VI/AAAAAAAAAAc/uIMNw3H9SYw/s1600-h/Photo+65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X1tJzQygBLk/Rid6bTbr7VI/AAAAAAAAAAc/uIMNw3H9SYw/s320/Photo+65.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055143716238126418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took these e few days ago at casey's house..&lt;br /&gt;Just felt like putting them up now..&lt;br /&gt;God damn it! I'm so bored at home..&lt;br /&gt;But anyway I'm too tired to go out anywhere..&lt;br /&gt;Seriously..&lt;br /&gt;I'm very very moody and tired..&lt;br /&gt;I think it's THAT time of the month again..&lt;br /&gt;I soooooooo do not like..&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling very very bloated on top of that..&lt;br /&gt;And somehow..any songs that have people screaming &lt;br /&gt;and shouting just irritate the shit out of me now..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so F**ked UP!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;GGGgggrrrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;There's no one online to talk to also!&lt;br /&gt;Shall just wait for baby to get home and&lt;br /&gt;go online so I can talk to her..&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well..since I had a whole day of boredom..&lt;br /&gt;It shall end tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;Made plans to go to casey's house for fondue..&lt;br /&gt;Shall not eat the whole of tomorrow till the &lt;br /&gt;fondue..That way I won't feel so guilty bout&lt;br /&gt;gaining weight..&lt;br /&gt;Thinking whether to bring my laptop to &lt;br /&gt;casey's house again or will mum scold me&lt;br /&gt;again??&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking good care of this baby..&lt;br /&gt;How the hell can I ruin it?!&lt;br /&gt;SIgh...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;Shall see how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;Bloody dumb fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just felt like saying that..&lt;br /&gt;Hee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-7134098250697015790?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/7134098250697015790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=7134098250697015790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/7134098250697015790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/7134098250697015790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/04/took-these-e-few-days-ago-at-caseys.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X1tJzQygBLk/Rid6bDbr7UI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IVA5Wmdm9WA/s72-c/Photo+59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19944655.post-4990863525418099380</id><published>2007-04-18T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T16:12:58.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When's this feeling of depression&lt;br /&gt;ever gonna go away?&lt;br /&gt;It's actually up to me..&lt;br /&gt;But I seriously have no clue whatsoever&lt;br /&gt;to what I'm supposed to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One,two or more people have been &lt;br /&gt;complaining bout things I've been&lt;br /&gt;doing..&lt;br /&gt;I shall not say anything more..&lt;br /&gt;I think I should just stay in my room&lt;br /&gt;and not leave.&lt;br /&gt;That way I won't be disturbing people&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;Wrong..&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go all out and just be myself..&lt;br /&gt;Love me for who I am..&lt;br /&gt;Can't handle it? Well,I'm sorry I'm not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling ever so tired now..I got up bout&lt;br /&gt;3 hours ago and I didn't even do anything..&lt;br /&gt;It's either I'm being a slob or it just proves to &lt;br /&gt;show that I'm just depressed.&lt;br /&gt;And you know what's the most irritating thing of&lt;br /&gt;it all? &lt;br /&gt;It's not being able to decide whether I wanna go&lt;br /&gt;out or just stay home.&lt;br /&gt;F***k,I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try and keep myself occupied.&lt;br /&gt;Oh..before that I think I ought to go take a &lt;br /&gt;shower..&lt;br /&gt;Baby's coming over and I don't exactly wanna&lt;br /&gt;torture her by being stinky.&lt;br /&gt;Come on,she had work just now and that's probably&lt;br /&gt;the last thing she needs right now,right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah..forgot to mention that yesterday &lt;br /&gt;was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Holland V with Chris to meet casey..&lt;br /&gt;Rented a dvd (which we ended up not watching)&lt;br /&gt;Then we went over to Casey's house..&lt;br /&gt;I must say her house is extremely cozy..;)&lt;br /&gt;and so's her bed..&lt;br /&gt;I brought my laptop to transfer stuff from hers&lt;br /&gt;to mine..&lt;br /&gt;then we played around and then ate pasta that&lt;br /&gt;her dad made..&lt;br /&gt;Boy,was it good! &lt;br /&gt;So then after that we played around somemore then&lt;br /&gt;we sat in front of the tv..&lt;br /&gt;I cut and coloured casey's hair while watching&lt;br /&gt;Robin hood..&lt;br /&gt;Her father said that I'm good..;)&lt;br /&gt;That made my day,actually.&lt;br /&gt;After that I waited for casey to wash out the colour&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to buy chocolates to eat from&lt;br /&gt;Caltex..instead of having the fondue coz it&lt;br /&gt;was too late already..&lt;br /&gt;Headed home after that..it was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefull we're gonna have the chocolate&lt;br /&gt;fondue on Friday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just watching Gwen stefani's making the video..&lt;br /&gt;So wish to be her..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-4990863525418099380?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/4990863525418099380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=4990863525418099380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/4990863525418099380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/4990863525418099380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/04/whens-this-feeling-of-depression-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-7273069719924454819</id><published>2007-04-17T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T13:25:28.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my God!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to get up at 6am and&lt;br /&gt;get ready to go to SJC and I overslept!!&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited to see the band playing&lt;br /&gt;for the SYF..;(&lt;br /&gt;WHY WHY WH???!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's coz I slept a lil too late..&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;I'm very disappointed with myself now..&lt;br /&gt;THe funny thing is that I set the alarm&lt;br /&gt;to 6am and I didn't hear it ring at all!!&lt;br /&gt;WHY??!!&lt;br /&gt;I never did this before....&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so so so upset..&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make sure the next the band&lt;br /&gt;plays and I get an opportunity to watch,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna sleep outside the place.&lt;br /&gt;That way I won't be late at all..&lt;br /&gt;GGGGGgggrrrrrr...............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH well..&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to get ready now..&lt;br /&gt;and meet chris and casey at Holland V..&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna go to casey's house and have &lt;br /&gt;a chocolate fondue and movie party.;)&lt;br /&gt;I like..&lt;br /&gt;After that I'm gonna go to town and fetch &lt;br /&gt;the girlfriend from work.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry darling..we'll go have fondue at&lt;br /&gt;some nice place when you're off ok?&lt;br /&gt;You missed my last fondue session too,you&lt;br /&gt;know? ;(&lt;br /&gt;Soon,honey..soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum bought lunch for me already.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can't leave till I eat at least a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Or she'll have the nagging fits..&lt;br /&gt;She won't stop..&lt;br /&gt;And she'll give me that killer look.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like..&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna eat then get ready to go..&lt;br /&gt;I owe mum a great big thanks for getting me&lt;br /&gt;alot of stuff lately..&lt;br /&gt;Like a power book,and ipod video,a crumpler..&lt;br /&gt;I ought to work my ass off at achool and get a good&lt;br /&gt;job and pay her back somehow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then..&lt;br /&gt;Off I go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..I'm feeling very down..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why..&lt;br /&gt;Err..actually I do..&lt;br /&gt;But i'm not too certain about it so I'm not &lt;br /&gt;gonna say anything..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-7273069719924454819?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/7273069719924454819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=7273069719924454819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/7273069719924454819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/7273069719924454819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-my-god-i-was-supposed-to-get-up-at.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-7114620115670885002</id><published>2007-04-15T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T22:44:59.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just came back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate pasta and I'm not gonna eat&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent my bro off at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in a good mood now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-7114620115670885002?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/7114620115670885002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=7114620115670885002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/7114620115670885002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/7114620115670885002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-just-came-back-home.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-2517963910767028326</id><published>2007-04-15T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T16:21:14.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a long time,huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,the past few months have been really&lt;br /&gt;bumpy for me..&lt;br /&gt;And somehow it affected alot of other people&lt;br /&gt;as well..I never thought I'd get myself into &lt;br /&gt;this sought of mess but..Oh well..you make&lt;br /&gt;mistakes and you learn from them..&lt;br /&gt;In my case..I made the mistake and I still&lt;br /&gt;continued to wallow in it..&lt;br /&gt;I know..Dumb right? Just plain dumb.&lt;br /&gt;But i still did it..It's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I said to someone before..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it takes tragedies to make you&lt;br /&gt;realise how important things or people are&lt;br /&gt;to you..&lt;br /&gt;I neglected and ignored my family's words and&lt;br /&gt;went against them..&lt;br /&gt;Big Mistake..&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm left with a perforated eardrum due to &lt;br /&gt;assault.&lt;br /&gt;My fault.I asked  for it I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've put it all behind me now but I still get reminded&lt;br /&gt;of it when I go for checkups.&lt;br /&gt;It's a nightmare that I thought I'd never live.&lt;br /&gt;Hey,I don't wish for anyone to ever go through this&lt;br /&gt;pain.You'd just rather live your second life instantly.&lt;br /&gt;I've got a blood clot in that perforated ear drum and&lt;br /&gt;it's to be removed in 2 months.They tried removing it&lt;br /&gt;sometime back but it hurt like hell so they stopped.&lt;br /&gt;Know what? I'm just gonna go ahead and remove it now &lt;br /&gt;because I'm sick of not being able to hear well..&lt;br /&gt;I can't hear music properly using earphones.I DO NOT LIKE.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna get it removed soon and I hope I can make&lt;br /&gt;the appointment on a day where Baby can follow me.&lt;br /&gt;But then again I'm wondering if she'd be able to take it&lt;br /&gt;without getting upset.Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,I have ever right to feel contented now..&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be starting my school soon..&lt;br /&gt;*rubs my hands with glee..&lt;br /&gt;My dream's finally here..&lt;br /&gt;After a long year of wasting my life.&lt;br /&gt;I'm' finally gonna be doing what I love and guess what..&lt;br /&gt;I get to do it every damn day and the rest of my life!!!!&lt;br /&gt;That's something for me I guess..&lt;br /&gt;I just have to keep myself on track and no matter what,I&lt;br /&gt;cannot afford to lose out.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything goes well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like the pieces of my life's starting to fall in it's&lt;br /&gt;place now.But whatever obstacles come,I'll just face it like&lt;br /&gt;anyone else would.I'm not gonna run away anymore..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid to shout at people whom I never thought I'd&lt;br /&gt;shout at.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid to voice out any damn thing I should.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid to look into someone's eyes and tell him/her&lt;br /&gt;off for whatever reason.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just not gonna hide.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna live by my rules this time.&lt;br /&gt;I've been too soft-hearted and that's a known fact to people.&lt;br /&gt;It's just a matter of time until it got the better of me and I &lt;br /&gt;got hurt so badly.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah..Things are gonna be different from now on.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still gonna be the same me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..Now that's done.&lt;br /&gt;My bro's leaving for Taiwan tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna miss him alot when he goes.&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks of not seeing him,even if it's just weekends when he &lt;br /&gt;books out (althought I see him for bout 5 or so minutes)..&lt;br /&gt;I'm still gonna miss him..&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it seems that he's closer to us even more than before..&lt;br /&gt;I'm lovin' that..:)&lt;br /&gt;So I'm off to the airport tonight..&lt;br /&gt;But having dinner at some place before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's knocking off from work soon..&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I'm supposed to call her now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-2517963910767028326?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/2517963910767028326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=2517963910767028326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/2517963910767028326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/2517963910767028326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-been-long-timehuh.html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;OK then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I'm seriously pissed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I really really am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I sooooo looked forward to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;having my N70 in my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;today..but the damn shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;didn't have stock and it'll only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;come in tmr..;( ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ah well..At least it's tmr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;It cost dad a bomb though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;including the 512MB card that I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;wanted to get as well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I guess I ought to kiss my dad's ass..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Also..I have dinner with my grandma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and my aunt and my uncle and his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;secretary tmr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Somehow I'm nervous and agitated..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Coz that's not wad I wanna do at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But I have no choice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I mean..I'm not being mean..but you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;don't know how much and how good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;my grandma is at humiliating the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;life out of me in front of everyone!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I just hope they'll eat fast and go home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;fast..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;GGGGGGGGGRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Know what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I feel like shit right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I don't feel like celebrating my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;birthday at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;My own friends actually forgot my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;plans I had for my birthday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And they knew how much it meant to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I don't really fancy saying this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;F**k you all!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-115461161204759630?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/115461161204759630/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19944655.post-115452308587385049</id><published>2006-08-02T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T20:51:25.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ok ok OK!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I seriously couldn't be bothered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I've been caught up with stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;like SHOPPING!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don't know why but my mum has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;been bringing me on shopping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sprees..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;;) ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I like..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well..I got new clothes to wear on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my birthday which is coming soon!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So yeah..Mum got me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1) A pair of new specs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2) A new gorgeous watch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3) A pair of birkenstocks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;4) A gorgeous bag which I've been dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;5) Lots and lots of earrings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;6) Lots and lots of necklaces..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;7) Lots and lots of braclets..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And I hope for alot more but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I think I'll get them on my own la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But then Dad has agreed from overseas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to buy me N70!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I can't wait to get it in my hands!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Woo hoO!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Know what??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm starting to think that my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;friends can't care less bout my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;birthday or how I feel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Seriously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I called one and she said.."Oh yeah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it's your birthday right? Yup,I'll try to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;come la k?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh my God..you should have heard the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tone of it..it hurts..really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And another one ends work at 2pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and she expects me to ask about 13-15 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;people to wait for her majesty's arrival,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and then start to have lunch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;WTF!!!???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm meeting Beryl earlier and I'm sure I'll &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;feel a sense of being alive with her,even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if I don't with my own friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Seriously..even my ex's friends care alot more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;than them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ok..I better stop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hmm..anyhow..precious is taking me out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;on Friday..I know where we're going..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;;);)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Heh..but she wants me to be surprised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so i'll be surprised..:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hope she can spend more time with me on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Friday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Whatever it is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I hope things go alright this weekend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I can only hope that things will be ok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;AFTER my birthday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ah well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I keep getting this feeling that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;something's missing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But I can't figure out what it is!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;That irritates the shit out of me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So I'm gonna take my anger and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;confusion somewhere else,yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;CIAO!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Now I know the meaning of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;your clearly-made statements..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-115364196093695749</id><published>2006-07-23T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T16:06:00.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Testing...1..2...3..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hello! Hi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I've not been blogging on a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;daily basis beacuse..well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I've to study..as well as handle other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;thingy things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And THEIR ALL KILLING ME!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So much so that I've become really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;sick until I had to go to the A&amp;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;at Tan Tock Seng hospital &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;two nights ago..My fever was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;reaching 40 degrees!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My head felt so hot and my mum just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;had to tell me.."That's your brains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;beginning to fry if you don't get your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;arse to the hospital..!" I stood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;in my room..(and mind you..Eunice was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;there when all this was happening coz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;she was to stay over that night)..and teared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and said everything I could so that I wouldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;have to go to the hospital because I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;knew that if I went..There'd be a blood test!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I HATE NEEDLES!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I mean..yeah..I can pierce my belly and ears and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;stuff but NOT WITHDRAWING BLOOD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It seriously is not like withdrawing cash you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But I swear that doctors find it really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;pleasurable to just go round and take blood from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;people..uh huh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SO yeah..I was really frightened of the blood test..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I knew that..even though I didn't have much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;energy left,or how weak I was feeling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;If one doctor laid their finger on the draw handle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;where they kept the needles and syringes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I WON'T THINK TWICE ABOUT RUNNING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;OUT OF THE ROOM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I know,I know..I'm turning 18 already and is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;still acting like that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;HEY! We all have phobias k???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I just have a different way of reacting to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;facing the phobia..that's all..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My mum asked if I wanted to go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SGH or TTSH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I asked what's the difference and she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;said going to SGH,It's very fast but the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;journey there was long..And TTSH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;the waiting time was long but the journey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;there was really short..So yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I remembered that I took a powerful pill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;just minutes before the decision of which &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hospital I had to go to..All I needed was time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;for it to work..So I figured if I chose to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;go to the one with the longer time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My pill would work and My fever will be down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so they won't have a reason to take my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;blood sample..;) ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;When I reached the hospital though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I surrended myself to them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I couldn't care if they wanted a whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;bucket of blood or what..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I just couldn't care less..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But surprisingly,when I was prepared for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;the blood-suckers..they didn't take my blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;at all!! :0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I can't say how happy I was..I was really shocked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Halfway throught the checkup,the doc went out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;of the room for awhile..So then I took the chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;to say this to my mum.."If the doctor doesn't say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;anything about taking a blood sample..DON'T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;PUSH IT..." She kept really quiet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;UH huh..So the doc said it was a viral attack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and that it'll last for 7 days..and I thank GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;it's not the week before my birthday..:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oh..and this sickness will help me lose weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;before my birthday..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Anyway..I'd like to thank EUNICE WANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;for helping to sponge my body with ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;perpetually..even if she had to touch my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;armpits..;) She helped to calm me down as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;well when I was angry with my mum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;She stood by me every minute so that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;won't be alone through this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;THANKS A MILLION, GIRL!!!!!!!!!!!;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So yes..*ahem* My birthday is coming up soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;AND I'M TURNING 18....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I seriously am really really excited..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I can't do anything I want already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Accept sign things on my own for stuff..i guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I am VERY very bored  right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I can't eat because my tonsils are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;swollen..and drinking fluid is already a pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;in the butt..So there's nothing left to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;but to either watch tv..or watch tv..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So I guess I better watch tv..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oh! I can't sleep as well..Oh no..I just woke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;up..So I can't..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SEE??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;This is what stress does to you~~~!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ah! And I'm VERY angry with this one person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;who took ONE box of PANADOLS and SLIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;her WRIST for a VERY VERY stupid reason..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I wasn't angry with her before..but she assumed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I was and so this is what she did..so NOW I'm very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;disappointed in her and she better not be that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;stupid again..I mean..yeah..I made that mistake too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and I've told her about it..about A THOUSAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;times that it's really dumb and I was dumb enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;to do that before..and she STILL can do it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;WHAT THE F***??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;This is what I'm angry with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;She better not do it again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oh..but then again..I DON'T CARE now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I think I better go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;No point in me typing somemore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It might bring my fever back up now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Instead of it coming back tonight..As always..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So help me GOd..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've not finished giving you a piece of my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You ought to know exactly what the consequences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;are..of  what you just did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I HATE YOU..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-115364196093695749?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/115364196093695749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=115364196093695749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/115364196093695749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/115364196093695749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/07/testing.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-115267510064930596</id><published>2006-07-12T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T11:31:40.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;WOOOOO hooooOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Haha..I've not been blogging for nearly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a month! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Busy Busy Busy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And alot has happened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Alot of shopping's been done..(Whheeeee...!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Alot of exercising's been done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Alot of happiness has been going around in me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Alot of tears have been flowing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Well...It's all over and I know how to deal with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;everything now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hmm..for the love of God..I can't remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;what I've been doing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But I might remember on the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;School's been so-so as usual..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But I'm DAMN proud of scoring high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;marks in my mid-terms..;) ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;3 cheers for me!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I scored A1 for combined humans..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A2 for combined science..A1 for English..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and err...ok..I failed Maths and Lit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Maths has ALWAYS been that way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But Lit? Err...it was my first time doing the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;exam so it should be no problem the next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;time..I SWEAR!!!!! :0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Oh yeah..during one of the English lessons..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I saw an extremely disturbing video of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"happy slapping"..It was some time back in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the newspapers..About this group of girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;beating and kicking and slapping this girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and removing her clothes and so on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!?????????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm sure you won't feel that much if you just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;read it..If you had watched the video..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You wouldn't have been able to sleep for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;awhile...;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It was horrible the way they did it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Lucky..there was no blood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ah well.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Dad's gone back overseas and so yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It's FREEDOM for me!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But I still go to school on time and stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But the good thing bout him not being her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;is that..Mum brings out Dr. Gold..(American&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Express card) and she isn't afraid to use it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;as and when she wants!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hahaha....;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;That's how we've been shopping..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;We see..we like..we buy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And we take a cab everywhere we go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Coz of my mum's stomache..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Her op wound is still kinda tender..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hmmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Other than the shopping..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;my mum and I have been talking about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and I got to know LOTS and LOTS of stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;about my dad and his family which I never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;knew of..DAMN IT!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;WHY'S MY FAMILY LIKE THAT???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I learnt that my grandma even slept with her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;own ******* ** ***..!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;How could she do something like that??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;OK...nevermind..Although it does affect me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;one way or another..I still don't have to worry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Oh yeah..last week..I got extensions done..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;That was happiest day of the year so far..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(I can't wait for my birthday too..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Now I've got hair to almost near my waist!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hmm...wanted to put pictures up but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Precious couldn't lend me hers coz of her dad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and my dad took his with him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;GOD KNOWS what he wants to take pics of..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;EEeee..ok..I don't wanna know..-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Every Sunday for the past month or so I've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;been going for choir..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YEAH...I joined a church choir and I feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;very very relaxed everytime I go there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It's coz I get to sing my heart out which I love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;to but don't get a chance to at home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and also..while everyone's sitting on the pews..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I get to sit on a platform and lean back and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;let my legs dangle down..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I have a reason to drink water as well..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;heh..Yeah well..I've yet to go for confession..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I better go this Saturday..Because I wanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;recieve Holy Communion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Only then do I not have to worry about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;anything else..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I skipped school today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Didn't feel like waking up at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Had very very strange dreams though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I still can't figure out what they meant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hmmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Okie dokie..This has been a VERY BORING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;entry so yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm just gonna go now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and hopefully I remember to blog tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;or something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;TATA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;And it feels like..we're having..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;the TIME OF OUR LIVES...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-115267510064930596?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/115267510064930596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=115267510064930596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/115267510064930596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/115267510064930596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/07/wooooo-hooooooooo-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-115072142836298779</id><published>2006-06-19T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T20:50:28.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ALLELUIA!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;My mum's finally out of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;hospital after the long week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;there..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;She's alot better now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Able to walk and eat and all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;That's REALLY a RELIEF!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So anyway..the first day we went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;there..We got mum checked in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and registered and all that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I HAD to play with the hospital &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;bed of course..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Up and down and up and down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Geez..If I had the money I'd buy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;that bed for myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;It's SOOOOOOooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;comfy and err..flexible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The next day was scary though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;It was her operation day..;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;She went in at 12.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and was due to come out at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;3..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;But we waited and waited and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;nearly pissed in my pants..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Because at 4..she was not out yet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;At 4.30 she STILL was not out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;My dad's face turned white and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I though.."Oh Dear God..Please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;do not let my dad faint at this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;point of time.I have no one else.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Thank God he answered my prayer and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;saw my dad through the waiting time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;She came out at around 4.45pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;A Big..no wait..HUGE sigh of relief just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;came out of my mouth..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I was so happy that she was ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;But she had an oxygen mask on..that wasn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;good..Because I know another lady who said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;that they'll only give you the oxygen mask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;if you can't breathe properly and is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;extremely weak..;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I panicked..But was ok after awhile when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;she spoke and said that she's alright..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;She was in a LOT of pain and yet she asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;each of us if we had dinner and whether we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ok..She must have thought that my dad and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;fought during the waiting time..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Well..After settling her back at the ward..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Kiki came and kept me company..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Alot more other people came..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Like my uncle and his secretary..my aunty..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;my mum's friend..and our favourite Desiree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and her friend came..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The next day though..RICHIE CAME BACK!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;He wore his army uniform and came..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SO HANDSOME!!!!!!!! I took pics of him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'm lazy to put them up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Well anyway..I forgot what I wanted to say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Because Shaunna came to my place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And I can't multi-task..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Shaunna happened to read what I was typing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and she said.."So now it's Shaunna's fault?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And so yes..IT IS HER FAULT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So I'll just skip to yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Went to fetch mum back from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;the hospital and stayed at home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Until it was time to go to church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;for choir..I went and prayed REAL hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and thanked God for seeing my mum &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;safely through the Op..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I almost cried there..but it was time to go up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and be with the choir..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I got upset halfway..I don't know why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I took my anger out on Kiki as well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and I felt bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;To make things worse..I got off at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;wrong mrt station..Sigh..I felt like an idiot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'm too tired to write anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;After the 'long' week of holiday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;School reopens this week and I have no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;choice but to GO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;But then I skipped school today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Because my whole effing body was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;aching very badly and so yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'm getting very sick of looking at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;the com screen so yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Tata..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-115072142836298779?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/115072142836298779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=115072142836298779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My bro's away in camp..;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But i'll be seeing him tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;coz he's coming out for a few &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hours..YAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I can ask him about the handsome &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;boy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mum's going into hospital today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sigh..I'm really panicky..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HOW??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm really stressed..I've gotta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;handle my dad at the same time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh man..That's it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Today's D-day 2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ok..I have to help my mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;pack her things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;That's gonna make me feel like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm packing for her to go on a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;holiday that I can't come along too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;?????!!!!!!!! OK ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I take that back..;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I feel like just cuddling up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;in Precious's arms and crying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I can't take this already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It's only because of mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;that I'm not drinking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;RAR!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh! Yesterday I met Fazi to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;knock some sense into her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Her friend was there too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I can't tell you what Fazi's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;problem is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But I can only say she's in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;shit..And that's why I'm trying to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;do what I can to help her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;After talking..she decided to have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;retail therapy session and so yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This is where I help the most..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I helped her pick out her stuff and all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I also got myself a $109 pair of jeans..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THEY'RE LOVELY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I just had to get them..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ok so anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I gotta go and do my stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;TAta..&lt;/span&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="font-size:78%;"&gt;I pray you'll be our eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And watch us where we go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-115017388563950979?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/115017388563950979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=115017388563950979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/115017388563950979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/115017388563950979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-is-this-my-bros-away-in-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-115000204120543061</id><published>2006-06-11T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T13:00:43.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Yesterday was a real sad day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My brother'd gone to army..;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I've never been so worried and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I've never had the feeling of his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;absence get to me before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It's getting worse by the minute!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But oh well..At least I saw the place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;there at Tekong for myself and it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;really clean and stuff..The bed's comfy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and he's got things to do there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But his blog? his email?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and all? No internet!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;He's gonna be real bored..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But what can anyone do about it,right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;At least he said he'd enjoy it for sure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But I MISS HIM ALREADY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I miss his loud trance music and screams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;for no reason..and him taking my things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and saying that it looks superb on him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Urgh..;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I should've cherished all of that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We went to Tekong and saw him off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And I can't wait any longer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I HAVE to say this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I SAW THE MOST GOOD LOOKING&lt;br /&gt;GUY IN SINGAPORE YESTERDAY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;He was soooooOOOOOO damn cute!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I wanted to take a picture but how am I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;to do that when he kept looking right in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;my direction..????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oh man..I kept thinking about his face..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SO DAMN CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;He looked like a cross between the hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Val Kilmer and the good looking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ari Wibowo..(An indonesian actor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;His body was SOOOOOooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;HOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oh my god..I can't take it already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I HAVE to message my brother to look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;out for him..MY GOD..SOooo handsome!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;OKok..I stop now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But He was SOoo cute!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ok..know what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Look at my brother..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;When he wears those vintage sunglasses..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;HE looks like Kanye West..I'm serious..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I'll show you next time..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/RichardArmy021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19944655.post-114986299993432470</id><published>2006-06-09T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T22:23:37.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kiki stayed over last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She left at 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got ready for dinner with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat at Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food there was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking of someone(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious,YOU'RE AWAY and I MISS YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious won't be coming back till Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mega boredom's heading in for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father kept touching me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like roaring at someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114986299993432470?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114986299993432470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114986299993432470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114986299993432470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114986299993432470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/06/kiki-stayed-over-last-nigh_114986299993432470.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114957735178949424</id><published>2006-06-06T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T15:02:31.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;GEE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It's really been long..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hmm..well..ALOT has happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;within last week and the present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Have been having alot of fun with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Shal..Kiki..Qila..Sannia..and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;rest..They've been keeping my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;stress breakdown away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I just love them..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well..anyway..I'm too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lazy to type about last week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So maybe just bout yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Had Bio and Physics paper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FROM 9am to 3pm!!!!!~!~!~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Imagine that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jesus..I could've died waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;for 2 hours for my paper to start..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well anyway..I studied really hard and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so I mangaged to do the whole paper..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm talking bout Bio..not Physics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;When I get back tthe Physics paper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I can go bang my head on the wall real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hard..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh..same goes for maths..hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SO..after my papers..I came back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ever so exhausted..But then I asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;if I could meet Shal and so I met them at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bishan and we ate..and then went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;punggol Mrt to take train but then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we decided to stay there for awhile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY HAPPY happy things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;happened to Shal and Qila and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm so so happy for them..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WheeeeeeeEEEE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Congratulations to the both of you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BUT why did they have to make it the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;before 6/6/06???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Crazy ah??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SO after that..we left and I came home..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;That's it..doesn't sound fun to you but if you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;were there..you'd have the time of your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;too..;) hee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh,yes..They're coming over today too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So yeah..It's gonna be more FUN!!!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Gonna take pictures..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(There will be more on Thursday..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I can't wait to see the surprise Shal's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;gonna do for Qila..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ok..I better go tidy my room abit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;toodles!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes..I am the green sweater that you want..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114917489701219306</id><published>2006-06-01T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T23:14:57.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's been almost a week since..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Been busy with Exams..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And let me tell you that they were all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;F**king KILLER PAPERS!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;English was a breeze though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But the rest? URGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I even skipped out on MOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;just to study for the papers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yes,I'm a good girl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I shall continue that crap and stay in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to study for rest of the hols while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;looking after mum after her op..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh..speaking of which,Matt dropped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a few messages the other day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He's in camp now I think..So my mum &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wanted to ask him questions about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;how to contact my bro in camp and stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He's going in on the 10th..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And mum's op is on the 14th..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Matt said that he can just tell the superior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and he'll let him off on that day..Either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;that or mum goes and tell the superior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;herself and show proof..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But when mum came home and thought it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;over..She cried and said,"I think it's best I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;let Richie stay in camp.I don't want to take him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;out coz he just went in.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She really down now..and there are more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;than a few reasons why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1) She's extremely worried at the fact that her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;little baby boy is going into NS in a weeks time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and is terrified because boys have died during &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;training..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(Hey..I worry about him too,k?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2) If for any reason(touch wood) something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;goes wrong with the operation..How would my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;brother take it? Not to mention my dad and I..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I myself would be breaking down and how the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hell am I gonna see to a HUGE grown up man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;who can't take serious problems??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3) She's worried about the cost of the op.She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;feels like a burden to my dad..She feels like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;she's the one causing all the problems but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;she doesn't know that she's been put in this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;situation to help mend things..No one out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;of this family would understand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;4) My nasty old black grandma is getting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;on her last nerve! That OLD FART!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Just because my rich and selfish Aunty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;supports her with all the goodies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She DARED to ask my mum about the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cost of the surgery...JUST so that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;she could make noise about so much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;money and attention going to my mum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Like I said to my mum.."Hey..Grandma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;thinks you're becoming some kind of a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;popstar is it? She must be f**king &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;jealous then!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mum agreed..she always does..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyway..now my dad's being annoying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You see..I've always been jealous about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my brother having better stuff than me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And now my dad wants to get us all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a flat screen monitor..But I don't want it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'd rather have the money than the monitor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I have so much use for the money if he gives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;OR..If not..why not get me a whole new com?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It'll be so much cheaper and I'm saving him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;money..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ah well..Have yet to talk to daddy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So..I've got 2 more papers to go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;AND THEN IT'S FREEDOM!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Woohoo!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Next Friday..we're ALL going to the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;beach and I can't wait!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It'll be my first outting with EVERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;one from the gang! I swear it'll be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;really fun! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wheeeeeee.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ok..I seriously need to think about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;something..It's getting worse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it's getting worse..it's getting worse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it's getting worse..it's getting worse by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the minute and I have to stop it somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but how can I??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Urgh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm tired...really really tired and I wanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;see my one and only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;soft and comfy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nice-smelling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ever so adorable BED!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HAhaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;San Damiano..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114917489701219306?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19944655.post-114863750111893996</id><published>2006-05-26T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T17:58:21.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Fed up fed up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Fed up fed up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Fed up fed up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Fed up fed up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;FED UP!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Stress and depression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;is kicking in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Anyone who tells me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"It'll be alright..Don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;worry..''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Or worst still.."Relax.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;YOU ARE NOT&lt;br /&gt;HELPING!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Grrrrrrrrrr.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Mid terms are next week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Teachers have told me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;what the papers consists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;of and what kind of questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;are coming out..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Ok now THAT'S good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;At least it's not so bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;But you wanna know what I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;stressing about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I wanna top the class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I know I can do it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;That's why I'm pushing myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I have about..4 or 5 people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;to challenge with but I'm gonna try..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;No harm,right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Ah whatever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Dad's getting on my nerves too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Whenever he asks me something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I give him my reply and he asks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;another question while I'm speaking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Then he says.."Stop mumbling..I'm def..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I only have a pair of ears you know?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;OH MY GOD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;You can die living with these kinda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;lunatics,I tell you?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;So now..I hereby declare that I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;only talking to my dad when I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;my allowance.Full stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I don't care if i'm being mean or whatever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;It's people like these that make me feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;like I should not have been born..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;But oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;lunatics will be lunatics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Can't help it,can we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Mum's operation is on the 14th..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Good news for the left side of her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;womb,non-cancerous..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Bad news for the right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Can't be seen..We'll know only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;when she goes for the operation..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Thank God my exams will be over by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Also..my maid is getting on my very.last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;nerve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I mean..ok..If you take your towel and open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;the bathroom door..doesn't that mean you're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;gonna bathe? You know what my maid will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;say? "Oh..you gonna bathe?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;And when I come home..and she's at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;market..she'll come back and say.."Oh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;You come home already ah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;DUH!!! I'm F**king hell sitting on my chair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I told her how many times not to make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;milo and put sugar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;and still..................our friend here will put the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;sugar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I wonder how her ears work for her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Anyway..Dad isn't giving me my full &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;allowance this week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;We know why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;My BILL of course..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Rar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Oh..let's not forget..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Precious..I'm very very angry with you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I'm depressed enough and you still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;make me feel like the kid and you're the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;grown up..It's the other way round..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Don't like it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;By all means..make some ammendments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Keep me as an apple of an eye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;hide me under the shadows of thy wings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114863750111893996?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114863750111893996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114863750111893996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114863750111893996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114863750111893996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/05/fed-up-fed-up-fed-up-fed-up-fed-up-fed.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114822126101839202</id><published>2006-05-21T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T22:27:12.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Yesterday was extremely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;annoying!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Shalini ditched me to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Qila's house and she left me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;go to class alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I hate to go for lit. alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The people there....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;asdfjkl;asdfjkl; asdjfkl;a jkdfl;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;asjdfkl;jkdl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so yeah..INDEED I WAS F***ING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ANGRY WITH SHALINI!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Some more..She told me to call this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;girl..Julie and meet her before class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So I did..the girl was so kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and said she'd meet me at atrium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;just before class..and so yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I went there..she wasn't there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I waited..she didn't come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I was already late for class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SO I RAN THERE..and the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;teacher didn't even start..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;there were not many people there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Luckily the girl I met on Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;in Bio was there..She kept me company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;throughout the whole class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Damn it man..Julie and I are so damn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;irritated with her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Shalini messages me after class.."Hey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Mel..How was class? Don't think that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;next time you need a friend..I won't be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;there for you k?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I didn't know whether to throw my phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;in the dustbin or just throw it on the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;pfffft..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But then after going to church and out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I was alright..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well anyway..today wasn't as interesting as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;yesterday..I woke up at 12pm and then ate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Then sat down in front of the com and did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;move one bit till 5pm then I got up to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;bathe and get ready for church..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Then my bro came to fetch us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My aunt's away in China so she lent my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;bro the car..He drove us to J8..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Bought food then came home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I like my brother driving us around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So damn cool..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oh yeah..For those Pepsi fans out there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Please..Only drink the Kopi Kola Pepsi if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;you like the taste of the brown cough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;syrup that doctors give you..The drowsy one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well..In my case..I enjoyed it..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Heh..Only Precious and my maid will know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well..tomorrow's boring boring boring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But my mid years are next week and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so i have to study coz i can't let myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;down..let alone my dad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ok..the smell of chicken wings has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;caught my attention..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;sancra gloriosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114822126101839202?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114822126101839202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114822126101839202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114822126101839202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114822126101839202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/05/yesterday-was-extremely-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114809671807417932</id><published>2006-05-20T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T11:45:18.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Hooray!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I've got my CDs already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Happy is I..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;But there's still one more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;that I reserved at the store..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;It's the last piece in Singapore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;But I thought I'd better think about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;it first..Then when I came home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I told my mum about it and she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;said.."What are you waiting for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Go get it la! " And so yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Today I shall be getting it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;But then I don't know..After class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;it's church..then it's to another church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;and by the time I finish church-ing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;It'll be about seven plus,eight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And then Shalini can't follow me..;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Then you know what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Now she messages me and tells me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Hey..I'm not sure if I'm going to class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;k? Will let you know in awhile.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Oh man..I can't survive in class without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;her..And if I don't go..I'm afraid of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;calling up my parents..Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Dillema..dillema..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Well anyway..I'm gonna pray that if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I ask dad for next week's money in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;advance..he won't make &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; much noise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;That's all I ask..Other than that..I don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;mind him making &lt;em&gt;a little bit&lt;/em&gt; of noise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Just not alot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Ok now..off to eat then go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;busy day today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I don't know where the energy is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;going to come from..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Oh..That's what I have to pray for too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Lux Aeterna..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114809671807417932?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114809671807417932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114809671807417932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114809671807417932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114809671807417932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/05/hooray-ive-got-my-cds-already.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114787111898896709</id><published>2006-05-17T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T21:05:19.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Ah well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Today was rather alright..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;But nothing much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Class was irritating as usual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;when Aida teaches..She was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;flirting and all with the malay boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;(as usual)..Wait..Now there's a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;new one..FAT BOY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;He's really interested in her and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;keeps checking her out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;To the extent where he took pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;of her with his phone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;She only found out about it after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;class..And by then it was too late..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;FAT BOY ran out of class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Let's see what happens tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Urgh..I dread tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;LONG DAY...;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm gonna be so damn tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'll only be alive after 5pm when I get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;to go meet Shalini and the rest and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;at least have some fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;It's been quite awhile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hmm..I'm still contemplating on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;whether to wear a long sleeve shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;tomorrow..Or just a t-shirt and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;a jacket over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I REALLY don't know!!! And it's driving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;me crazy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Well..At least I have something to think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;about..If not I'm gonna be rotting either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;in front of the com or the TV..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm really happy today I didn't get a headache..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;but I know tomorrow after coming out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;of school at DG..My friend named Headache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;will follow me to BM..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hopefully panadol can get rid of him..Or her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Ok..I'm beginning to talk rubbish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Or have I already been talking rubbish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Let me know..whoever who reads my blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Ya'll better start tagging ah!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Don't you dare leave without tagging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;You rude person,you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Okok..heh..just kidding..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Kindly tag on the way out,yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Thank you so much..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm glad to announce that my nails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;have grown way past the longest I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;kept them last time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I should be able to get my french &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;manicure done pretty soon..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I can't wait for this pair of contact lenses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm wearing now to expire..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I really want grey-ish/silver-ish eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm sick of the green ones already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Seriously..I don't want a repeat of the incident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;last time..I asked for green contacts and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;payed for them..only realising the mistake I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;made when I came home..The GREEN was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;TURQUOISE!! Yucks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I freaked myself out..(not to mention others..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Ah well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Can't wait for Friday..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;5th month with Precious..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I love you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;OH! And also..I get my allowance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;and I've got many many CDs to buy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hee..;) I'll be one happy woman..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Ok now..I'm gonna float in heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;while eating ice cream..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Illuminosa Immortalis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114787111898896709?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114787111898896709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114787111898896709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114787111898896709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114787111898896709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/05/ah-well.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114778453725560526</id><published>2006-05-16T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T21:02:17.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hi.Hello..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I've been really busy and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;tired lately..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;For some reason..I've been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;getting headaches like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;EVERYDAY..After much thought..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I find out why..My class is SUPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;cold..The weather outside's SUPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hot..Duh..I'll get a headache because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;of the sudden change..I just thank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;God I haven't got a fever..ok..maybe not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Anyway..Mothers' Day was alright..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Nothing nice at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Went to Coca at International Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;(Or is it the other way around?)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;It's  a steamboat place..But you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;what? I've enjoyed every other steamboat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I had..Just not that one..The waitress will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;come and put the raw stuff in the pot for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;you..and stand there till it cooks..then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;goes away..Then when you wanna check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;when something's cooked or not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The waitress will come and say.."Miss,ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Dis one not yet cook leh..better cook longer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Wait you Lao Sai.."..Ok I don't know if I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;spelt that Han yu pin yin correctly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;But whatever..You get my point right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Yeah..So isn't it irritating? Where's the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;fun in doing that??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ah well..At least I wasn't paying for the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;damn thing..so it's alright..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;After that..we went shopping around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;With my Grandmother and Aunt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;And my dad and bro went home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;My dad was really nervous because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my uncle was tagging along..He can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;stand that at all..He's always been thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;that my uncle will touch my mum and I..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Like what the ****..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ah well..anyway..after that..my mum and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;strolled around then went to Ps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Got myself a pretty pair of denim heels..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Had something to eat and then went home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Waited really really long for a cab and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;came home and my dad started grumbling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;and yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Oh..Speaking of my dad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I casually asked him how much an air ticket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;to London was..and he was like.."Why in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;do you wanna go there? Who's gonna pay for your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ticket? Who's gonna go with you?"........ ... .... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;And bla bla bla and all that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;F**king irritating!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Then like that not enough..He went on about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;how he's paying this and that and also for my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;fees and bla bla bla..Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;What can be done with these kinda people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Just leave them and DON'T talk to them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Yeah..so that's what I'm gonna do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Not talk to him unless he talks to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;So yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hmm..Today I went to school with my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pants in a knot..Because my teacher wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;to give us all a Maths quiz today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;All because the boys behind were making so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;much noise and one of them answered the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;teacher rudely in mandarin..and so yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The boy insisted he knew what was going &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;on in class and so this gave the teacher the idea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;to have a MATHS quiz..We know him way too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;well and we knew he'd set a tough quiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well..you can say it's more like a test..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And so yeah..After studying so hard for it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We did not have the quiz..;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I felt like I was gonna explode in the seat..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Grrrrrrrr....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ass wipe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Came home with my friend named Headache..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Napped awhile and then Precious came over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She's getting cuter and cuter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But she's losing alot of weight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Know what? I'm also losing weight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By the end of June..I'll be half my size..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wheeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ok..I think I've typed alot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm lazy already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pleni Sunt Ceoli Et Terra Gloria..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114778453725560526?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114778453725560526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114778453725560526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114778453725560526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114778453725560526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/05/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114733805593613389</id><published>2006-05-11T16:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T17:00:55.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It's been awhile,aye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Been really really tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and feeling like crap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;recently..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thank God crimson tide's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;over..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Man..I had to wait until it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;over and only then can I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;bleach my hair..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And so yeah..I bleached my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;After class..I came home then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Precious came over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;She helped me bleach my hair..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The colour was nice..only thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;is that there are several shades of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;red in my hair..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Then we watch Charlie and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Chocolate Factory..then lazed around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Got changed then went to Ps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Precious got her hair cut..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Now she has a cute little tail..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;heh..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Saw the most perfect pair of jeans&lt;br /&gt;yesterday..Too bad I was broke..&lt;br /&gt;Ah well..Shall get it tmr or&lt;br /&gt;something..&lt;br /&gt;Went to book mum's appointment&lt;br /&gt;on Sunday to get her pedicure done..&lt;br /&gt;That's my gift to her..&lt;br /&gt;She's getting a pedicure and foot soak..&lt;br /&gt;So am I..;) heh..I've never gone for&lt;br /&gt;a foot soak before..I've gone for a pedicure..&lt;br /&gt;but not a foot soak!! So I'm really looking forward&lt;br /&gt;to it..;)&lt;br /&gt;It's too bad we're going for Mothers' Day&lt;br /&gt;lunch..not dinner..;( If not..she can show off her&lt;br /&gt;nails to my bloody old grandma and my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;You must be wondering why I didn't book&lt;br /&gt;an appointment for her on Saturday..&lt;br /&gt;It's because they're fully booked and also..&lt;br /&gt;I've got classes..So yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I've been spending alot of time on 'you tube'&lt;br /&gt;lately and I've fallen in love with Libera..&lt;br /&gt;Oh my GOD!!! the boys are soooooooooo cute..&lt;br /&gt;And some of the older ones are kinda&lt;br /&gt;handsome..Ah well..They must be super HOLY..&lt;br /&gt;They sing hymns and Mystical songs and stuff&lt;br /&gt;like that..Cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;That's giving me ideas for my wedding..hee hee..;)&lt;br /&gt;Hey..it's never too early to plan your wedding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ok..I think I'm going nuts..&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored because I skipped school today&lt;br /&gt;beacuse I had a gastric attack this morning&lt;br /&gt;and I'm really hungry and no one's listening to&lt;br /&gt;me about my scrambled eggs&lt;br /&gt;and I wanted to go buy a tub of ice cream&lt;br /&gt;and mum says no because dad will eat&lt;br /&gt;everything and I'm gonna get irritated&lt;br /&gt;and get angry with him and don't talk to him&lt;br /&gt;and he won't give me my money tmr and&lt;br /&gt;I can't go shopping with mum tomorrow then&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to borrow money from mum and it's&lt;br /&gt;not good being Mothers' Day and all..&lt;br /&gt;So yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Whooooooot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ok..I'm really bored..&lt;br /&gt;Gonna find something to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ciao,darling!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114733796776978940</id><published>2006-05-11T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T16:59:27.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It's been awhile,aye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Been really really tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and feeling like crap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;recently..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thank God crimson tide's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;over..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Man..I had to wait until it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;over and only then can I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;bleach my hair..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And so yeah..I bleached my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;After class..I came home then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Precious came over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;She helped me bleach my hair..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The colour was nice..only thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;is that there are several shades of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;red in my hair..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Then we watch Charlie and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Chocolate Factory..then lazed around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Got changed then went to Ps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Precious got her hair cut..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Now she has a cute little tail..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;heh..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Saw the most perfect pair of jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yesterday..Too bad I was broke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ah well..Shall get it tmr or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Went to book mum's appointment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;on Sunday to get her pedicure done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;That's my gift to her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;She's getting a pedicure and foot soak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So am I..;) heh..I've never gone for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;a foot soak before..I've gone for a pedicure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but not a foot soak!! So I'm really looking forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;to it..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's too bad we're going for Mothers' Day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;lunch..not dinner..;( If not..she can show off her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;nails to my bloody old grandma and my aunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You must be wondering why I didn't book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;an appointment for her on Saturday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's because they're fully booked and also..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I've got classes..So yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending alot of time on 'you tube'&lt;br /&gt;lately and I've fallen in love with Libera..&lt;br /&gt;Oh my GOD!!! the boys are soooooooooo cute..&lt;br /&gt;And some of the older ones are kinda&lt;br /&gt;handsome..Ah well..They must be super HOLY..&lt;br /&gt;They sing hymns and Mystical songs and stuff&lt;br /&gt;like that..Cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;That's giving me ideas for my wedding..hee hee..;)&lt;br /&gt;Hey..it's never too early to plan your wedding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ok..I think I'm going nuts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm bored because I skipped school today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;beacuse I had a gastric attack this morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and I'm really hungry and no one's listening to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;me about my scrambled eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and I wanted to go buy a tub of ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and mum says no because dad will eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;everything and I'm gonna get irritated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and get angry with him and don't talk to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and he won't give me my money tmr and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I can't go shopping with mum tomorrow then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'll have to borrow money from mum and it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;not good being Mothers' Day and all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Whooooooot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ok..I'm really bored..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gonna find something to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ciao,darling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sanctus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114733796776978940?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114733796776978940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114733796776978940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114733796776978940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114733796776978940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-been-awhileaye-been-really-really.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114698112639158746</id><published>2006-05-07T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T13:52:06.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well then..&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was another&lt;br /&gt;fun day..;)&lt;br /&gt;It's the 2nd anni of the togetherness&lt;br /&gt;my friends and I have been having..&lt;br /&gt;They've been supporting me physically and&lt;br /&gt;emotionally all this while..and I'm&lt;br /&gt;grateful for that..&lt;br /&gt;We had a really long day out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;First I met Shalini at Ps and we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;went to get her mum and qila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;their Pearl earrings..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;So sweet of her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;After that..we went to meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Fido..Nori and Nadia at Wisma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;and went walking around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Then Shalini went to Novena and we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;carried on walking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Headed to Far East and met An Qi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;there..had Mango Lingo and walked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;around..Then we thought it being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Polling Day and all..We'd better go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;reserve a table at Seoul Garden..&lt;br /&gt;So we headed to Taka and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;reserved a table..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;We continued to walk around some more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;and waited for damn long for Yani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;to arrive..After much waiting..we decided to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;go sit at the table first..and so yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;we went up..and after a few mins..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;the Princess arrived with her sister..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;heh..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Damn funny,the both of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;We ate and ate and ate and ate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;And then..The Saturday Drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;began..I shall not elaborate more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;but Only Yani and I will know what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;the Drama is all about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;It's complicated..Annoying and childish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I think even if it was a cartoon..A child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;wouldn't wanna watch it either..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;SO yeah..it's THAT bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Uh huh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;So anyway..we ate and ate..some more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;And so over all..we ate for 2++ hours..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I think..then we had desert..then left..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;headed to the toilet to let out a bomb..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Then went walking around..Met Fazi and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;went to Far East..After that..to Heeren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;and then we we got super tired of walking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(my feet were red and aching..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;So we sat down at some bench at some place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;An qi had gone home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;And we were contemplating on whether to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;go for Shisha or not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;And then we thought..maybe some other time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Yani and Nori can't take the smell of tobacco..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;So yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;We headed home after that..;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Watched Mtv Asia awards and I'm VERY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;disappointed that Boa's not nominated this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;year..SO NOT fair..Bloody dumb fucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oh well..slept very well and then was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;awaken by shalini's call..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Heh..She should wake me up every day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;That way I won't be so grumpy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;She's got this funny way of waking me up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Alright..I'm super hungry and after all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;that eating yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I think I better eat just salad..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tata..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Once again..you've proven me wrong..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114698112639158746?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114698112639158746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114698112639158746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114698112639158746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114698112639158746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/05/well-then.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114674549382423163</id><published>2006-05-04T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T20:24:53.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was fun fun fun..&lt;br /&gt;Finally some fun&lt;br /&gt;after so many dreadful&lt;br /&gt;days..;)&lt;br /&gt;Wheee.....;)&lt;br /&gt;Had boring classes the whole day&lt;br /&gt;though..&lt;br /&gt;Had a test and yeah..&lt;br /&gt;couldn't concentrate at all&lt;br /&gt;because of the mother of all&lt;br /&gt;headaches I had until I hate&lt;br /&gt;a whole bag of candy then&lt;br /&gt;my headache was gone..;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to DG to meet Shalini&lt;br /&gt;and Qila then headed to Bugis&lt;br /&gt;to get Qila's slippers.. Heh..&lt;br /&gt;I tell you..When Qila goes&lt;br /&gt;shoe shopping..The sales girl can&lt;br /&gt;lose alot of weight..&lt;br /&gt;I think you know what I mean..&lt;br /&gt;heh..;) She was damn funny today..&lt;br /&gt;And then ok..&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you the disgusting part..&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through shopping..&lt;br /&gt;I felt funny..just wierd..&lt;br /&gt;So I went to the toilet and checked..&lt;br /&gt;And there it was..&lt;br /&gt;Crimson tide has come FULL FORCE!&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't have a..you know..&lt;br /&gt;So I just took lots and lots of toilet&lt;br /&gt;paper and just folded it and put it there.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;Smart idea..but not for long..&lt;br /&gt;yeah..It dripped down like..&lt;br /&gt;when I was walking home..&lt;br /&gt;Haha..;)&lt;br /&gt;I never felt so disgusting in my&lt;br /&gt;life..&lt;br /&gt;ok..and now it hurts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually..On the real..&lt;br /&gt;I'm so NOT in a good mood..&lt;br /&gt;I had fun but I'm not having&lt;br /&gt;fun anymore..&lt;br /&gt;I'm in terrible pain..and I'm&lt;br /&gt;getting very annoyed by it..&lt;br /&gt;You better NOT mess with me..&lt;br /&gt;Or I'll tell you things about&lt;br /&gt;yourself that you never even&lt;br /&gt;knew about..&lt;br /&gt;hee..&lt;br /&gt;And right now..someones getting&lt;br /&gt;on my back..&lt;br /&gt;And the sad part is..I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;the F*** you f***ing look like..&lt;br /&gt;When I find out..&lt;br /&gt;I give you my word..&lt;br /&gt;You'll have a piece of my mind..&lt;br /&gt;For now..you better rest well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;images of the fun I had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Outting2007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/th_Outting2007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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Ya'll going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;shopping right? huh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;He then later said that he really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;believed me because he has faith in me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;After all..only 6 out of 36 kids pay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;attention..hmmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Went to meet Precious after that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Had the intention to study but it got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;so damn cold and neither of us had the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;mood to study..It's gotta be tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;then..;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;So we walked around Suntec and looked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;around..Listening to a couple of cds at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Tower Records..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Went to try stuff at Mango..and Levi's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;and Giordano and Precious was so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;patient and just stood there waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;for me..heh..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;So sweet..Thanks precious..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I love you alot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Came home and then had my dinner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;scalded my right thigh with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;hot soup..I gave a super loud and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;high-pitched scream and mum and dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;came running in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I couldn't walk because I was in shock..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;so mum helped me to the toilet and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;cooled the thigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I was in tears and my dad was panicking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;He said.."I think we should call the ambulance.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I tell you..I couldn't have shouted a louder NO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;My dad got freaked out then just went outside..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Now he's drunk..How am I gonna tell him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;that I have to skip school on thursday for  a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;casting?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Grrrrrr......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I hope my thigh heals by then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;If not..there goes another opportunity....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Ah well..It'll be better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Thank God my skin isn't coming off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Ok..eww...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;heh..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i felt it again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thank you..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114657061841365963?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114657061841365963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114657061841365963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114657061841365963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114657061841365963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/05/class-was-alright-today.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114638212743235444</id><published>2006-04-30T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T15:28:47.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;NOW I'm in a bad mood..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I read your blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm not the best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You say it to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You say that I'm great..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But it's not how it seems..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I know there are things you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;weighed down by..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Do you realise it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's getting worse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You think that by not telling me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I won't know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You're wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To you..I have a life that's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;spent with you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To me..I feel like I've no life at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This weighs me down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The fact that I always tell you things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But you don't..If you haven't started opening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;up..When are you gonna start?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sometimes you only care about yourself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Not me..not others..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You run to me when you need help or when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;something's bothering you..That's fine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But when I help you..You push it till later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;or you reluctantly heed my advice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;That hurts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The fact that you thought you can tell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the future..as in tell what I"m gonna do..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;That hurts..because it's not me to do something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;like that..Understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you were so damn confident that I'd do something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;like that..fine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you weren't so apologetic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sigh..And you didn't exactly make it up to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You're getting different and different each time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm getting confused..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Maybe you think it's fine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But I feel strange..really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Know why I'm not telling you about it yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's coz I think I should wait..If it continues..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;then I'll tell you..sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;For now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Just go with the flow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Don't try and make things better because it's only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;up to fate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114638212743235444?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114638212743235444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114638212743235444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114638212743235444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114638212743235444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/04/now-im-in-bad-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114637086096228580</id><published>2006-04-30T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T12:21:00.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was ALOT&lt;br /&gt;of fun..I haven't seen yani&lt;br /&gt;so hyper like that in a very&lt;br /&gt;long time..&lt;br /&gt;As for Ash and Shalini..HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;;) You shouldn't put them&lt;br /&gt;together unless you want&lt;br /&gt;World War 3..;)&lt;br /&gt;And OH my GOD..&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at Heeren..&lt;br /&gt;There was this girl&lt;br /&gt;all dressed as a pontianak with&lt;br /&gt;the white makeup and long black&lt;br /&gt;wig and everything!!!&lt;br /&gt;She was soooo cool and amazing&lt;br /&gt;and she acted real well..!;)&lt;br /&gt;And then I told Ash to go grab a pic&lt;br /&gt;of her and she did..&lt;br /&gt;Only thing is..She was moving so much&lt;br /&gt;and the pic was blur..&lt;br /&gt;We were wondering what she was doing&lt;br /&gt;and then this guy came and interviewed me&lt;br /&gt;and Ash..He asked us what we thought about&lt;br /&gt;her and stuff..And we gave our names..&lt;br /&gt;And my name MIGHT come out in the&lt;br /&gt;STRAITS TIMES...!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Whhheeeee!!! ;) I just hope it does..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Images of yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Mel/Outting006.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Mel/th_Outting006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Mel/Outting005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Mel/th_Outting005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Mel/Outting004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Mel/th_Outting004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Mel/Outting003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Mel/th_Outting003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Mel/Outting002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Mel/th_Outting002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Mel/Outting001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Mel/th_Outting001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THere was something missing yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;Precious wasn't there..;(&lt;br /&gt;I miss her so so much..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to see her&lt;br /&gt;yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;And I can't see her today and&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow too..&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to keep myself&lt;br /&gt;occupied??&lt;br /&gt;GrRRRrrrrr.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow..not going anywhere today..&lt;br /&gt;TOo lazy to..And Dad's being&lt;br /&gt;a bitch..YES...a BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know I didn't take care of you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114637086096228580?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114637086096228580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114637086096228580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114637086096228580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114637086096228580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/04/yesterday-was-alot-of-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Mel/th_Outting006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19944655.post-114627805585941223</id><published>2006-04-29T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T10:34:15.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Been busy the pass few days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;But I enjoyed being with my new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;friends..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;They rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Woooot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hmm..so anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I've got class from 1 to 4..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;(dread it but SHalini makes it sooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;damn interesting..!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Then after that..meeting Ash and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Anqi and GOd knows who else..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And I think we're gonna play pool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Either that or I don't know what..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Heh..I just hope An qi doesn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;get irritated and start whining..-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Oh! I've just heard that my god bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and his mum bumped into my ex..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ah well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tata..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Trust me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If you trust me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You won't feel scared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114627805585941223?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114627805585941223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19944655.post-114605557285752749</id><published>2006-04-26T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T20:46:12.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-Class.&lt;br /&gt;-Home.&lt;br /&gt;-Napped.&lt;br /&gt;-Compass Point-ed.&lt;br /&gt;-Studied.&lt;br /&gt;-Sent Precious home.&lt;br /&gt;-Home.&lt;br /&gt;-Ate.&lt;br /&gt;-Dieded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi.I'm in a terribly bad&lt;br /&gt;mood..Thanks to Precious's&lt;br /&gt;words..&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna say much..&lt;br /&gt;Just one question..&lt;br /&gt;Is that how you know me by?&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty then..&lt;br /&gt;;''''(&lt;br /&gt;You hurt me deeply..&lt;br /&gt;Hope you see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Leave me alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just leave me alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114605557285752749?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114605557285752749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114605557285752749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114605557285752749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114605557285752749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/04/class.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114593951452996218</id><published>2006-04-25T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T12:31:57.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I don't know why but I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;couldn't blog yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My com just wouldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;publish my damn entry!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Grrrrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Well anyway..There's time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;now..so..we shall kill time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Class was alright..Fat boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;didn't walk home with me today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;We took different buses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;because he went off the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;smoke..but the Fat boy smiled at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;me and my friend..heh..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;So round and rolly polly..heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Ok..I don't know what I'm talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I had no idea that Precious's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;mid-years started already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And I can still happily ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;her over and cooked for her..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;She's no paper today but still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;has to go to school..I guess the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;teachers don't trust them to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;study on their own huh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;We got the same treatment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;last year..and I know how that feels..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And you know what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I wish I was feeling it now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;as in really experiencing all that all over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;again..I can only dream on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The fact I should accept is that I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;to experience that some other place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Where there's no one to push you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Because they don't care at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Sigh..whatever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Waiting for time to fly so that I can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;get ready to go to PS with my mum &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;and meet Precious there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Hope we don't bump into people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;we don't wanna see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;That'll really be a bummer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;And yeah..my mum and I hate our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;shopping time to be disrupted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Take our word for it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I cooked just now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Just merrily whipped up something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;not knowing exactly what..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;but oh well..Dad says my cooking's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;getting better..;) wheee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I can cook 'complicating' dishes and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;cakes and pastries and pies and..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Oh no..I have one more thing to learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;how to make..desserts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Oh man..I gotta learn how to make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;desserts by 5th of May..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Because the 6th of May is my special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;day with my all-time favourite girls..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;An Qi..Yani..Fido..Norizan and Fazi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I hope everyone can make it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm gonna stuff them with all my cooking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;MUAahahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ok no..I'm gonna serve them food on a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;nice silver plate and with platinum silver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;cutlery and drink from tall antique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;glasses..hehhehe..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ok you what? I really don't know what I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;typing and a U()#WRjioanskdl;asdb;ab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;asdhjk;asd; i;asjdfkl jkl'id39q-jsop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;hasd;kla ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So yeah..I better go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So..you'll take my hand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Right till the end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm saving forever for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114593951452996218?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114593951452996218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114593951452996218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114593951452996218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114593951452996218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/04/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114588415488439620</id><published>2006-04-24T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T21:09:14.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ok..you know what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I've been eating and eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and I know I've said this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;like..not long ago..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But I BETTER STOP EATING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Well..at least not in between meals..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I just got my arms toned and now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;they're flabby-ing up..heh..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Gotta stop..gotta stop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Class was alright today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Except I went to 'smart mouth'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;at some point and the teacher asked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"So why do you think this is so,doll?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I was like Wtf! I knew what he meant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;But yeah..I kept my cool and just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;explained the thingy firmly but not rudely..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Bastard..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Anyhow..Came home fast to eat dad's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cooking..Mum and I were supposed to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;head to town but then we got lazy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I regret..We should've gone out and walked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;off some flubber..heh..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;We should tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I really wanna go check out some things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Shall have a photoshooting session with mum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Hope my plans don't get ruined..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Hmm..anyway..Precious came over and we got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;bored because there was no show to watch and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;so we fell asleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;then woke up and had chocolate cake..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I'm telling you..That's about 1kg and a half I put on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Heh..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Then Precious went home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;And I ate somemore..All thanks to mum's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;great stuffed mushrooms..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;My GOD! I better stop..I really should..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Ok ok..enough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Gonna watch Crimewatch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This won't be long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I will be strong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114588415488439620?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114588415488439620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114588415488439620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114588415488439620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114588415488439620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/04/ok_114588415488439620.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114576611384374219</id><published>2006-04-23T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T12:21:53.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Yesterday was very much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;a relaxing day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;But then again..hearing what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I heard from Qila was very very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;disturbing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;How can I not let that get to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Double sighs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Anyway..Yesterday after class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I went to meet An qi and the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;came along..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;We walked and walked and walked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;around..The initial plan was to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;to K-ster but then I had NO mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;at all..I wanted to shop..not go singing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hmm..after that Yani and Marissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;came and we met them at Far East..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Yani was SUPER duper excited to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;An qi..heh..;) You should've seen Yani's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;expression..haha..Damn hilarious..;) ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Anyhow..after that An Qi and I cabbed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;back to her place and I saw Jay JAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;;) He's soooooo adorable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Headed home after that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hmm..was supposed to go to Venus's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;BBq today but then I got so tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;And I didn't really fance travelling all the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;way to East Coast..and (imagine this)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Paying 10 bucks to eat the food there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Eat shit..Why would I do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I mean..Ok..it's your birthday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;If you want people to pay to eat there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;No way in hell are you gonna get much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;pressies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;heh..So yeah..instead..I'm going to church &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;at 2 with my mum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I don't know why I suddenly wanted to go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;but yeah..I'm not going there for the wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;reasons like I did before..I'm going there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;to clear my mind and pray for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;forgiveness so that my doubts can be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;cleared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I dread coming back tonight though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I heard from my mum that my Dad's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;very very angry with me or my bill..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;It's 140 bucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I better pay him back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Precious..I don't know how else to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;put it to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I just can't message you so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I've been trying so hard to tell you that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;but you keep wanting to know this and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;that and how am I not to message you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;One day when my phone gets taken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;away..That's when you'll find it really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;hard..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;But then you know what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;You only tend to tell me things by sms..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;When you talk to me on the phone you don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;talk much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;This is getting bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I hope you prove me wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's just so wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so very wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114576611384374219?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114576611384374219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114576611384374219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114576611384374219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114576611384374219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/04/yesterday-was-very-much-relaxing-day.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114553231260700967</id><published>2006-04-20T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T19:25:13.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Classes this afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;were alright today..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Got to see my new friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and made another new one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think..:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They're all nice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thank God tomorrow's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;class is at 11am..not 8..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I hope Dad tranfers my money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;to my account tonight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I wanna buy a new pair of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;heels that I've been eyeing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;for a week or so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;They're really lovely and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAVE to get them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If I don't spend my money on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;other things..then I'll get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;another pair..woo hoo!!!;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I better have all the fun I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;until Sunday because I really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;gotta start revising..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;NOW I'm shitting in my pants..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I better not screw up again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;this time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If not I have to work day and night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;to pay daddy back the thousands of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;dollars he's spent on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I don't quite like to even think of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;that..so yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I've found the most perfect place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;FAR from home to study..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and I think it's gonna be frequently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;visited by me..No one can make a sound &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;there..unless of course you wanna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;get out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh yeah..I think I have to stop eating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;from tomorrow onwards..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've been craving and consuming for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;too long..all because of Crimson tide..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and it better stop before I complain even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;more about being fat..heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm super shacked right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;As usual..And I better sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;early..NO wait..I'll sleep after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the malay scary show I always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;watch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm on my own..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A million miles away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114553231260700967?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114553231260700967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114553231260700967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114553231260700967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114553231260700967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/04/classes-this-afternoon-were-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114549818091264779</id><published>2006-04-20T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T09:56:20.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sigh..I got up so early &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;to get dressed and left the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;house late..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Got to class and the clerk told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;me that the teacher cancelled the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;class at the last minute because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;she was admitted into hospital..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I just hope she's alright..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Waiting for mum's 'specialty'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;spaghetti..She better hurry because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I gotta leave for Dhoby Ghaut in 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;minutes!! I really really really want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;time to pass really fast..really really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;fast..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;At least I get to eat today..but I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;don't wanna sit through the 2.30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;to 5 class!!! I can die in there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;There are no windows and I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;very very scared of closure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I know there's a word for it but yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I CAN'T spell it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So nevermind..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm really tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I don't know what's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;keeping me up on my two legs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Whatever it is..If it's gone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;That's it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Oh well..Off I go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Trust is all it takes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;But people make mistakes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114549818091264779?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114549818091264779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114549818091264779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114549818091264779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114549818091264779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/04/sigh_20.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114545277924222034</id><published>2006-04-19T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T21:19:39.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Precious's&lt;br /&gt;Birthday..Poor thing went&lt;br /&gt;home not finding a cake&lt;br /&gt;but only to a family that&lt;br /&gt;was family..&lt;br /&gt;Siblings fighting..her mum&lt;br /&gt;getting angry at them and&lt;br /&gt;her dad not being home..&lt;br /&gt;So today after class..&lt;br /&gt;I rushed home and made a&lt;br /&gt;small cake for her..&lt;br /&gt;Brought sparkling candles&lt;br /&gt;along for her too..&lt;br /&gt;Surprised her with the cake..&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;Today happened to be our&lt;br /&gt;4th month too..So yeah..&lt;br /&gt;a 2 in 1 celebration..heh..&lt;br /&gt;So we ate the cake and&lt;br /&gt;ants had their share too..&lt;br /&gt;Man..there were alot of them!&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow..I had alot of fun with&lt;br /&gt;her..She's really more patient than&lt;br /&gt;anyone else can be..She sat down&lt;br /&gt;while I tried many many pairs&lt;br /&gt;of shoes in the shops but not&lt;br /&gt;buying anything..Gotta wait till&lt;br /&gt;pay day..;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..tomorrow is THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;which spells HECTIC DAY for me..&lt;br /&gt;Jesus..I'll be out from 8 to 5pm..&lt;br /&gt;How am I gonna get through the day..&lt;br /&gt;I have absolutely no time to eat..&lt;br /&gt;I can't even take a piss..&lt;br /&gt;No..I mean it..I can't..&lt;br /&gt;I can't be late for class..If not the door&lt;br /&gt;will be locked..thanks to late comers..&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee..;) I love Precious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Mel/4thMonth001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Mel/th_4thMonth001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Mel/4thMonth002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Mel/th_4thMonth002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Mel/4thMonth007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19944655.post-114537031229146209</id><published>2006-04-18T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T22:25:12.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my God..&lt;br /&gt;My head's spinning..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not blaming anyone&lt;br /&gt;but myself..&lt;br /&gt;It's just so DAMN easy&lt;br /&gt;for people to just take&lt;br /&gt;advantage of me..ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;hmm?&lt;br /&gt;The best part is that there&lt;br /&gt;are so many ways..&lt;br /&gt;Here's how..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You do something to hurt&lt;br /&gt;me and decide that it's not&lt;br /&gt;important for me to know..&lt;br /&gt;so you just keep quiet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) You do something to hurt me&lt;br /&gt;and purposely don't tell me so&lt;br /&gt;that I can find out for myself&lt;br /&gt;later..and then get hurt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) You do something to hurt me&lt;br /&gt;and just keep it to yourself when&lt;br /&gt;you actually need to tell me but&lt;br /&gt;you're scared I might blow up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) You do something which is&lt;br /&gt;VERY much obvious to other&lt;br /&gt;people that it's hurting me&lt;br /&gt;but you do it anyway maybe&lt;br /&gt;because you think you're not&lt;br /&gt;doing anything wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;These things happen to me&lt;br /&gt;most of the time..&lt;br /&gt;I just thank God it doesn't&lt;br /&gt;happen like..continuously..&lt;br /&gt;But I can tell you one thing&lt;br /&gt;though..&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting pretty upset and&lt;br /&gt;sick and tired about this whole&lt;br /&gt;thing..&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you who's doing all this&lt;br /&gt;to me..&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you that it's not intentional..&lt;br /&gt;(Duh..you don't know that you're&lt;br /&gt;hurting me)&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you that if you were to know&lt;br /&gt;who was actually doing all this..&lt;br /&gt;You will NOT AT ALL believe who&lt;br /&gt;it is..&lt;br /&gt;You will say that I'm over reacting&lt;br /&gt;and that I'm just paranoid..&lt;br /&gt;Well F**k you..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not..&lt;br /&gt;this is getting all over me and I'm up to&lt;br /&gt;the point where enough is enough..&lt;br /&gt;But the sad thing is that..&lt;br /&gt;I can't do anything about this..&lt;br /&gt;At least not for now..&lt;br /&gt;Reason being..You have important&lt;br /&gt;things to take care of and so do I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I hope you get my hint..&lt;br /&gt;I hope you realise soon...&lt;br /&gt;I hope you realise by yourself&lt;br /&gt;the things you've been doing&lt;br /&gt;to me and God knows who else..&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you the benefit of an&lt;br /&gt;adult if you can see for yourself&lt;br /&gt;what you're doing..&lt;br /&gt;If not..maybe you'd like a taste&lt;br /&gt;of your own medicine..&lt;br /&gt;But on second thought..I'd rather&lt;br /&gt;not..&lt;br /&gt;I'd like the benefit of an adult too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is..&lt;br /&gt;I hope we both know what we're&lt;br /&gt;doing..&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can refrain from&lt;br /&gt;doing what I wanna do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take things a little too&lt;br /&gt;lightly..&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps..I take things a&lt;br /&gt;little too seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;WHY ARE YOU SO BLIND?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;WAKE UP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114537031229146209?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114537031229146209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;  Precious!!!!;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Precious is coming over soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She's stuck at the bus stop now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;because it's raining..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Shall go wait for her to take her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;home..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Got up on the wrong side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;of the bed this morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but went to school &lt;em&gt;because&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I had to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh..there's a new teacher and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oh my god..He reminds me so much of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;one of my exes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;They speak the same way..walk the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;same way..have somewhat the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;facial features..body shape and all that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I got a shock when I first saw him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh man..I have to face him every Mondays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and Tuesdays..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;At least he's funny..and you know what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He&lt;em&gt; has got to &lt;/em&gt;relate most things to sex..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Either that or to either a female or male&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;genital area or other parts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;heh..Actually..it's a good pick up in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;morning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;NO..I'm NOT a sex maniac..heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh..but there's this boy in my class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;who started telling a story of how this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;guy in NS screwed another guy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And they used butter...for you know..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and then the teacher said.."They used &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;butter? Not KY-Jelly?? My goodness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lucky none of this happened when I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;in NS.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Haha..my GOD! I don't see how this is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;related to Maths..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well anyhow..after that..I went grocery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;shopping and came home to make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Precious's Shepard's Pie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's my mum's recipe but I made it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I was looking through the cook books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and I told my mum I wanted to make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;something by myself tomorrow and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I heard my dad say.."Oh shit..here we go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;again.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Fine then!..I'll cook for just Precious and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;myself..you pieces of shit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Argh..Yesterday An qi had a thousand and one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;job interviews and we travelled almost around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the whoooooooole of Singapore and &lt;em&gt;we were&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wearing heels..&lt;/em&gt;My feet are aching terrubly and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm considering whether to go for a foot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;massage tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hmmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ok..I better go check on the pie and then go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;get ready to get Precious from the bus stop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My womb is hurting..sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Pls don't tell me crimson tide's coming..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I sense something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I feel like something happened and someone's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;not telling me about it..Although I need to know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I feel like someone's hiding the truth from me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Because of fear that I might blow up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Are you keeping something from me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think you are..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I better be wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Because it's beginning to hurt very much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sorry but this is the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;things are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If you don't like it..do something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114534303338218117?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19944655.post-114520400892457478</id><published>2006-04-16T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T00:20:12.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Encore2016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Encore2015.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Encore2014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Encore2013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Encore2012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Encore2011.jpg" 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src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/th_Encore2002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Encore2001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/th_Encore2001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Encore2009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Encore2008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Encore2007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Encore2006.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Encore2005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Encore2004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Encore2003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/Encore2002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I think I don't have to say much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;The pictures are enough to show how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;much fun today's Encore2 was and how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;glamourous it was..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Today was hectic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Tiring..Fun..Hilarious..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;And what not..I'm starting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;to miss today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I didn't have so much fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;in a long time..I mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;in the band..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;The fun started from the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I got to school until the time we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;all left from dinner at Compass with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Beryl..Marissa..Yani..I mai..Nadiah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Des and Precious..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Well..all good things come to an end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;And yeah..Everyone has to go back to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;school tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;sigh..I HAVE NO CHOICE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Oh well..at least I'll go and just sit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;there and pretend to be in the class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;but actually I'm galavanting..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Meeting Anqi at town as soon as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;class finishes..She's got 2 job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;interviews..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;But i'm broke..sigh..how to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;shopping with her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;She seems to be rich now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Now that she's working and I'm not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Hmmm...nevermind..Window shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;would just do..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Off to bed I go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I'm super shacked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;but it's all worth it..I swear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everything's gonna be alright..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everything's gonna be ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114511808916896699</id><published>2006-04-15T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T00:21:29.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh..I've not been good&lt;br /&gt;at all..I've been missing classes&lt;br /&gt;simply because I just didn't&lt;br /&gt;feel like going to school..&lt;br /&gt;I was trembling since morning&lt;br /&gt;since I saw the message on my&lt;br /&gt;phone from my dad;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your sch just called..Seems to me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're missing sch! WHY? I spent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so much money for your fees for &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this and that and this is how you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;repay me? You better have a good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;explanation!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you..my heart just shattered&lt;br /&gt;at the thought of what I'd done..&lt;br /&gt;My face became pale and Precious was&lt;br /&gt;there to see my classic face..&lt;br /&gt;I never felt this horrible about myself&lt;br /&gt;in a long time..&lt;br /&gt;I was trembling all the way in the&lt;br /&gt;cab to sch..If not for Precious&lt;br /&gt;sayang-ing me in the cab..I'd have&lt;br /&gt;flooded the cab..&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow..I got to class and told Shalini&lt;br /&gt;everything and teared while talking to her..&lt;br /&gt;After class we went to Long John's to eat&lt;br /&gt;then headed home..&lt;br /&gt;Today when I didn't wanna be home on time..&lt;br /&gt;I am..but when wanna be home asap..I'm not..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..ah well..Murphy's Law,I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..I got home and things weren't that&lt;br /&gt;bad..or so I thought..&lt;br /&gt;I went to my room and mum went ashdf;jkl;ds&lt;br /&gt;asjdkfl;fjkdsla;jkl;asfjkls;asjdkfl;jkd&lt;br /&gt;jfjkdls; jkls;fjk  jkdls;fjkld jkl;jfkl;sasjdkfl;as  dsfa&lt;br /&gt;asjdkf;   and then you still like that...so how now?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm? hfjdksl;ajkdls;a jklds;ajsdkl;????&lt;br /&gt;Ok yeah..that was her..she was the one not&lt;br /&gt;angry but rambling..as for my dad..&lt;br /&gt;I think he was way too frustrated to even say&lt;br /&gt;a word..&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was surprised he said 'Hi.." to me&lt;br /&gt;when I said hi to him..I apologized to him but he&lt;br /&gt;didn't say a word..he just nodded his head..&lt;br /&gt;Then my mum pushed me to go talk to him and&lt;br /&gt;said that he was waiting for me to speak to him..&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I did..At least I tried..&lt;br /&gt;He told me to go away and to leave him alone..&lt;br /&gt;and so I did..&lt;br /&gt;So I went to bathe and got changed to go to&lt;br /&gt;Compass to get my blazer for the concert&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;He shouted at me and god knows what he said..&lt;br /&gt;I just walked out..&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God...&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not cursing..I'm asking for help..&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news..;)&lt;br /&gt;The concert's tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait..but I don't want it to be over..&lt;br /&gt;It be the last time I perform with them..&lt;br /&gt;(I think)..Unless they decide to have&lt;br /&gt;another performance with the Alumni..&lt;br /&gt;Man..I love that band sooooo much..&lt;br /&gt;No matter how busy I am..I'll still make the&lt;br /&gt;time to go down and see them play..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans for having breakfast with Precious&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow has failed..I haven't been alone&lt;br /&gt;with her for a very long time..&lt;br /&gt;But then..I can't do anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's going to church..&lt;/em&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="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sunshine fades to grey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The second I'm away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Minutes turn to hours without you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114511808916896699?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114511808916896699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114511808916896699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114511808916896699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114511808916896699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/04/sigh_15.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114502765043515412</id><published>2006-04-14T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T23:14:10.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; Back from towning with&lt;br /&gt;Anqi..Haven't seen her&lt;br /&gt;since the o level results&lt;br /&gt;day..She lost alot of weight!!&lt;br /&gt;Heh..I asked her how she did&lt;br /&gt;it and she said just stay home and&lt;br /&gt;eat as little as possible..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually planned to go K-box&lt;br /&gt;but then being Good Friday..&lt;br /&gt;It'd cost a BOMB to get in there..&lt;br /&gt;So then we wanted to play pool&lt;br /&gt;but it was packed and there were alot&lt;br /&gt;of people so Anqi and I left her friends&lt;br /&gt;and went to Far East..Shopped around&lt;br /&gt;until finally I got myself a turqoise top..&lt;br /&gt;hope to wear it out soon..;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's band tomorrow and I'm sooooo&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to it..;)&lt;br /&gt;I get to see Precious..I get to laugh my head&lt;br /&gt;off with my whole section..they are the reason&lt;br /&gt;I still go back for band..&lt;br /&gt;My arms are gonna ache even more than&lt;br /&gt;it already is because of the cymbals..&lt;br /&gt;Well..there's only one more day..(tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;then it's the CONCERT..&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn shacked..&lt;br /&gt;My arms hurt alot..&lt;br /&gt;I'm itching for Mos Burger..&lt;br /&gt;And I'm damn shacked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah..here are the pics of me and&lt;br /&gt;the ever-so-cute Anqi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/Anqi&amp;Mel%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/320/Anqi%26Mel%20004.jpg" 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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/Anqi&amp;Mel%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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/&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/Anqi&amp;Mel%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/320/Anqi%26Mel%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114502765043515412?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114502765043515412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114502765043515412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;Things have been so&lt;br /&gt;different..&lt;br /&gt;And things happened for the&lt;br /&gt;wrong reasons..at the wrong&lt;br /&gt;time and at the wrong place&lt;br /&gt;with the wrong person..&lt;br /&gt;Everything was just so wrong..&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong..You were wrong..&lt;br /&gt;It was wrong..&lt;br /&gt;Wrong wrong wrong..&lt;br /&gt;BUT..I think it won't be wrong&lt;br /&gt;if I had a few scars on me due to&lt;br /&gt;my anger and hatred..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two words for you,BITCH..&lt;br /&gt;Eat shit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait wait..I can't hold it in..&lt;br /&gt;You ARE shit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for tomorow..&lt;br /&gt;It'll be just me and the girls..&lt;br /&gt;The ones that are gonna cheer&lt;br /&gt;me up and soothe me because&lt;br /&gt;Precious isn't able to be there..&lt;br /&gt;I love her no metter what..&lt;br /&gt;She's the reason why I wake up&lt;br /&gt;with my heart still beating..&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="font-size:78%;"&gt;I knew it was too good to be true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114493711620853234?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114493711620853234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114493711620853234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114493711620853234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114493711620853234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-really-wish-i-didnt-exist-for-past.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114484676855821543</id><published>2006-04-12T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T20:59:29.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/IMG_0868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/320/IMG_0868.jpg" 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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/IMG_0896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/320/IMG_0896.jpg" 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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/IMG_0910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/320/IMG_0910.jpg" 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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/IMG_0910.jpg"&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;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Got up this morning feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;abit..I don't know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just not right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Something was missing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Something felt strange..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I found myself thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;about what I'd be thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;of before I fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sigh..it's just haunting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyway..went for class today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It was kinda ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Came back home then Eunice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;came over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then we went down to the pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;to tann and dip for awhile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;After that..we came up to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then we headed out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I went to SJC and Eunice went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;somewhere else..she's tutoring a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kid..!! wow..!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So yeah..spent the whole day in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;band and it was super funny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I really didn't want practice to end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Easwary..Nadiah..Christina and Imai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and Kamini really made me feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so comfortable in band..I spent the whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;time laughing at easwary..and exchanging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dirty looks with precious..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Went to compass after that and had ice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;cream..felt so contented but we all had to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;go home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Precious and I were sad..really sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but things just had to be like that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm really shacked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But then again..I can't wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;for tomorrow's band practice..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But I am sooooo not looking forward &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;to helping mum make her damn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hot cross buns..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Damn it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm gonna fall asleep on the kitchen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;table..I don't care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why do you do this to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hmmm..maybe it's because you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haven't the foggiest idea what you're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;doing..&lt;/span&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/IMG_0868.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114484676855821543?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19944655.post-114468419144580917</id><published>2006-04-10T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T23:49:54.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Her hallucinations are&lt;br /&gt;getting worse..&lt;br /&gt;She keeps talking about&lt;br /&gt;dead people..&lt;br /&gt;She asked to see me&lt;br /&gt;for the first time in 4&lt;br /&gt;months..She insists that&lt;br /&gt;my brother is up to no good..&lt;br /&gt;She insists that I'm still 6&lt;br /&gt;years old..&lt;br /&gt;She realises that she's at our&lt;br /&gt;house instead of her..&lt;br /&gt;She realises that my mum&lt;br /&gt;sleeps next to her and not her&lt;br /&gt;own husband..&lt;br /&gt;But what's more hurting..&lt;br /&gt;She's asked for her dress..&lt;br /&gt;The one she wore for her 25th&lt;br /&gt;Wedding anniversary..&lt;br /&gt;She's asked to be cremated in it..&lt;br /&gt;She actually said that she wants&lt;br /&gt;to be cremated..&lt;br /&gt;Grandma..hold on for as long as you&lt;br /&gt;can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum nearly had a relapse..&lt;br /&gt;My dad is preparing vodka&lt;br /&gt;non-stop..&lt;br /&gt;I wish for some..&lt;br /&gt;I wish to go with my grandma..&lt;br /&gt;Things just get harder and worse&lt;br /&gt;each day..&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing I can do about..&lt;br /&gt;Actually..there is..but..&lt;br /&gt;I'm super confused..&lt;br /&gt;Part of me wants it..Part of me doesn't..&lt;br /&gt;But sooner or later..I know I&lt;br /&gt;have to put my foot down..&lt;br /&gt;But I'm afraid it'll start a conflict..&lt;br /&gt;And so then it's back to square one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you know what I'm talking&lt;br /&gt;about..You'll be glad to know that I don't&lt;br /&gt;either..&lt;br /&gt;I only know that I'm planning on&lt;br /&gt;skipping classes the whole week and&lt;br /&gt;take some time off to think bout&lt;br /&gt;stuff..and things like that..&lt;br /&gt;Another reason for skipping classes..&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta practice for the concert this&lt;br /&gt;Sunday..&lt;br /&gt;It better be good..It's our first&lt;br /&gt;performance ever at VCH..&lt;br /&gt;I know the pieces fairly well..&lt;br /&gt;There's only one thing to worry about..&lt;br /&gt;Stagefright..&lt;br /&gt;Yup..I have stagefright..&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not letting it get to me on the&lt;br /&gt;day itself because I love that band&lt;br /&gt;too much to ruin things..&lt;br /&gt;I just hope it goes well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow..Precious is coming over..;)&lt;br /&gt;Before that..I'm following mum to&lt;br /&gt;go get her cake stuff and she's gonna&lt;br /&gt;get me some hair styling equipment..&lt;br /&gt;WOo hoo...about time!!!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..for now I'll try and keep myself&lt;br /&gt;happy..don't really wanna think about&lt;br /&gt;stuff..I just need to rest and&lt;br /&gt;be by myself...&lt;br /&gt;Oh..then again..maybe that's not&lt;br /&gt;exactly the brightest idea..&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm NOT afraid of pain..&lt;br /&gt;Ah well..&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="font-size:78%;"&gt;There comes a time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When we head a certain call..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114468419144580917?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114468419144580917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114468419144580917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/320/25372918544210l.jpg" 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;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sigh..I miss these girls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've only seen one or two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;of them recently..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But the rest? The last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;time was the day of the O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;level results..;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That sucks..you know that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I know when they said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;we were going our seperate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ways..I didn't know it was gonna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;be &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad..;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ah well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This whole week was so hectic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And nice..and.. .... ................ .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;....... ............... .......... ................. . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;.   . . . ..            . .. . . . .. . . ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;so yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;you don't gotta know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Waiting for Eunice to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;over..Then gonna go for a swim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Precious is gonna join us later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Poor thing..She's not feeling very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;good..I know just what she wants..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ok..you know what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm super shacked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lied so I won't have to go to class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SO yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;For now I've got alot of thinking to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm really confused and tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But I have to force myself to think anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Grrr,pls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I lie to myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not to others...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114438266058684473?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114438266058684473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114438266058684473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114438266058684473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114438266058684473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/04/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114420628972571156</id><published>2006-04-05T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T11:06:24.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So there&lt;em&gt; was &lt;/em&gt;a change back&lt;br /&gt;in plans yesterday..And I did&lt;br /&gt;go out with Yani and Ash after&lt;br /&gt;the old hag's lunch..&lt;br /&gt;Cheenapok people! Rar..&lt;br /&gt;And so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;I came home after lunch and&lt;br /&gt;had a few more hours to go&lt;br /&gt;till I had to get ready to meet&lt;br /&gt;Yani and Ash..&lt;br /&gt;But Ash called like very early..&lt;br /&gt;and said.."Mel! Can I meet you now??&lt;br /&gt;I need to get away from town!"&lt;br /&gt;I shall not say what she was running&lt;br /&gt;away from..but yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Melanie to the rescue..!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Met Yani after meeting Ash..&lt;br /&gt;then trained to town..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around for a lil' bit..&lt;br /&gt;then headed to Far East to eat..&lt;br /&gt;Then Yani decided that she wanted&lt;br /&gt;her fried Mars Bars..;)&lt;br /&gt;It looked like ...................but it sure&lt;br /&gt;tasted like heaven..heh..&lt;br /&gt;Ash had her Mango juice which she claims&lt;br /&gt;is better than sex..Haha..&lt;br /&gt;I still wonder why and how she came up&lt;br /&gt;with that comment..&lt;br /&gt;SO..we sat down and I stole a lil' bit here&lt;br /&gt;and there from them..&lt;br /&gt;That's when all the fun began!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We had like..a major photoshoot..&lt;br /&gt;And most of them were of Ash..;)&lt;br /&gt;Yani got really excited in being&lt;br /&gt;the photographer..She made aLOT&lt;br /&gt;of funny noises that really got to Ash and she&lt;br /&gt;go so histerical...and of course that got me&lt;br /&gt;histerical..;)&lt;br /&gt;There are much more pics of Ash and you&lt;br /&gt;know what? all 80++ pics are gonna&lt;br /&gt;take up alot of space!&lt;br /&gt;So yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/AshYaniMel049.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/th_AshYaniMel049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/AshYaniMel029.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/th_AshYaniMel029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/AshYaniMel018.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/th_AshYaniMel018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/AshYaniMel040.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/th_AshYaniMel040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/AshYaniMel019.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/th_AshYaniMel019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/AshYaniMel010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/th_AshYaniMel010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/AshYaniMel007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/th_AshYaniMel007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/AshYaniMel005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/th_AshYaniMel005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/AshYaniMel003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/th_AshYaniMel003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/AshYaniMel001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/th_AshYaniMel001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Will be meeting Precious and&lt;br /&gt;the girls and we've alot to talk about..&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully things go well..&lt;br /&gt;But anyhow..I sense some inevitable&lt;br /&gt;trouble coming our way..&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh boy..&lt;br /&gt;God be with us later..&lt;br /&gt;Tata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;F**k what I said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It don't mean shit now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114420628972571156?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114420628972571156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114420628972571156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114420628972571156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114420628972571156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-there-was-change-back-in-plans.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114406665306462147</id><published>2006-04-03T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T20:17:33.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok..change of plans..&lt;br /&gt;Not going out with Ash&lt;br /&gt;and Yani..&lt;br /&gt;ALL BECAUSE OF my&lt;br /&gt;grandmother who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;insists on having a birthday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lunch instead of a dinner..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not hmmm? Upset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyf**kingbody's&lt;/em&gt; schedule..&lt;br /&gt;My aunt and uncle have to take&lt;br /&gt;one-day-leave from work..&lt;br /&gt;My bro too..&lt;br /&gt;I had to push my plans forward..&lt;br /&gt;My dad doesn't have to do anything&lt;br /&gt;because he just drinks the day away..&lt;br /&gt;Ah..F**k it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..on a happier note..;)&lt;br /&gt;I just helped mum bake an&lt;br /&gt;orange flavoured cake&lt;br /&gt;for the &lt;em&gt;most irritating grandmother&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on earth..And I baked a &lt;em&gt;vanilla and almond&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flavoured cake for my family&lt;br /&gt;as well as another small one for Precious..&lt;br /&gt;(All by myself..)&lt;br /&gt;And I made a pretty darn good mess in the&lt;br /&gt;kitchen..(I cleaned it up of course..I had to!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dread waking up to go to class tmr..&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr....&lt;br /&gt;I'll just pretend the people there are&lt;br /&gt;non-existent..except for the nice girl that's&lt;br /&gt;soooo nice to talk to..;)&lt;br /&gt;I'm broke..&lt;br /&gt;Hence,no corn soup..no nothing..&lt;br /&gt;Just make the bloody trip to school&lt;br /&gt;and make the same bloody trip back..&lt;br /&gt;And then off to lunch..&lt;br /&gt;Hooray.I.get.to.be.camera.man.tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In my fantasy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I remember their faces..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114406665306462147?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114406665306462147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So yes..Hello..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Last night we had a dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;at my place..My uncle and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;cousin came..my bro's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;friends came..and yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Didn't call anyone to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;because I was feeling like crap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the whole day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Didn't even go to church in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the morning..sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm a BAD bad person..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Seriously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I don't know what I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;thinking and overdosed on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the 'super McDrowsy cough mixture'..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sigh..I felt like I was drunk in an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;instant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Thank God I'm not going out with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ash and Yani today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's gonna be tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Woo hoO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Shall steal daddy's cam tmr..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I woke up this morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;feeling really weak and tired and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lousy..I looked at the time and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it was 1pm..I realised that I missed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;class this morning..And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you know what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Daddy decides to make things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;slightly,or should I say,Worst!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He added BRANDY to the SOUP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I just had for lunch!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh..did I mention earlier that I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;overdosed on cough mixture????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Rar...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Did he think that the Brandy-adding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;thing would help make things better??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ohoho!! he's right about that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I feel GREAT! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Didn't see that coming, did ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And no..I'm not an alcoholic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It just so happens that I feel better but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;still feverish..and weak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Grrrr....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But even so..I can't meet Precious and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;thr girls tonight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I think I'll occupy myself with work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I haven't seen Precious in almost a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;week..;( I miss her very very badly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sigh..I miss everything about her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;EVERYTHING! sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I hope tomorrow will be a better day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Please wrap me in a towel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and throw me into a dumpster..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114404783989974788?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114404783989974788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114404783989974788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114404783989974788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114404783989974788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114390439799172413</id><published>2006-04-01T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:13:18.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got home from dinner..&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a nice place..&lt;br /&gt;I saw Sarah Hoe..She works&lt;br /&gt;there..but I don't talk to her..&lt;br /&gt;so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Didn't talk to grandma ONE BIT..&lt;br /&gt;I just talked to my uncle and his&lt;br /&gt;friend..&lt;br /&gt;My bro's friend was there too..&lt;br /&gt;Took pics..(as usual)..&lt;br /&gt;I heard my grandma mumble&lt;br /&gt;something like.."............&lt;br /&gt;...........pregnant?" while looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;She thought I couldn't see???&lt;br /&gt;I only looked pregnant because I was&lt;br /&gt;wearing a baby doll top? It's loose at&lt;br /&gt;the tummy area..So that concludes I'm&lt;br /&gt;pregnant?&lt;br /&gt;Boy..you gotta watch it there Grandma..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not your innocent little grand daughter&lt;br /&gt;no more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway..&lt;br /&gt;have a look at my family..&lt;br /&gt;the whole bunch of us..&lt;br /&gt;the way we are.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/StickyRice020.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/th_StickyRice020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/StickyRice019.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/th_StickyRice019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/StickyRice018.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/th_StickyRice018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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I was so pissed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;On the way out I called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and complained to mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and she said she'll have it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cleaned until it looked brand new..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and you know what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;She's the best..It looks good as new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;now..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went for class..Was alright..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pretty interesting actually..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Heh..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;As usual..the bimbos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;waddled their way in with the gays..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And the fancy pants people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;walked in..With their noses any higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;up in the air..You can see their nostril hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and what nots...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hmm..so anyway..Shalini and I were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;contemplating on whether to go for class or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;not..Then again..we decided to go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If not I would've felt guilty..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Seriously..I better get down to it as soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;as I get a hold of myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Shalini said I was super hyper today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I don't know why actually..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;After she mentioned it..I realised it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And it's not at all like me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ah well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I got irritated after class though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I got so damn pissed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But I don't want that person to know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I don't wanna take it out on that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;person..Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ARGH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;There are limits to everything!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;STOP when you're told to!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Anyway...so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We're all going out to dinner later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;At gardens..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My family..(including the paternal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;gramps...'CRAP' is the word to describe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;them..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;There's gonna be a fight that will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;accumulate to other fights and so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My dad's gonna lose his temper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So's my aunt..My grandma? Well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;She's the shit stirrer so all she does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;is just sit and start fires whenever she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;doesn't have her mouth full of food..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My uncle? I'm not sure if he's gonna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;be there..After all..He lives in his own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;world and my dad forbids him to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;talk to my mum and I..Mainly because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;he thinks that my uncle is in love with us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and wants to MMmmm hmmmm with us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;For God's sake..What's my dad's problem??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Later's gonna be super crappy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and I DON'T WANNA EAT WITH THEM..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;All I want is to go to Ice cube and have some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;niiiiiiiiice ice cream..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I don't wanna get invloved in whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;gang bangs they plan on having..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm really tired..(literally)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and I want the BED!!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But NOOoooo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We're bloody hell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;leaving soon and I can't catch a few winks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;after the long class today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;F**ker is you..Really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We'll see what happens when..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;One of us is gone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114388730204519708?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114388730204519708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114388730204519708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114388730204519708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114388730204519708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-dont-know-how-boys-wear-shoes-and.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114378043771564610</id><published>2006-03-31T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T12:47:17.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Hi..hello..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I know I've not been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;blogging for quite some time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I've been really busy these &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;days..;) And I enjoyed it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;On Tuesday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;We went to Hilton Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;for a superb and excellent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;dinner..We had the attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;from every single one of the staff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;at the restaurant..Partly because we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;were the only ones there..and they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;were very pleased to know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;my parents got married there 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;years ago..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I don't know why they were so excited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The F&amp;B manager came to talk to us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;(Boy,was he good looking!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The waiters and waitresses came to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;talk to us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;(All not good looking..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And OH MY GOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The Chef came to talk to us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;(Now THAT'S good looking..) ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;He asked us if we wanted to have a look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;at the menu..So we were like.."Ok..sure."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Then after that he said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I think I'd rather compose a menu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;for you..and we were all shocked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;He looked really young..He said he started off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;working with a michelin at 15!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Oh man..!! He's really REALLY good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Every dish that we were served..had some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;alcohol in them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;(Yeah..I loved that alot..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;We had champagne and red wine and vodka..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;(some in the food and some we drank)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And by the time dinner was over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Mum's face was super red! And dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;was talking rubbish already.. (Because he drank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;alot already before going there...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But my brother and I were still sober..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You know what?? I could never mix drinks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Like..wine and something else..Or beer then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;drink something else..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But now I can..I don't have to worry on my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;eighteeth birthday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Hmmm..So anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;We took pictures and I might put them up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;tonight or something if I'm free..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I just keep forgetting to put the pics up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Grrr...Will do that soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;On Wednesday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Skipped class in the morning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Went for casting in the afternoon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Came home..then went to meet Precious and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;the girls for dinner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Met most of the sec 1 juniors and I thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;they were alright..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But they acted very strange..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Then on the way home with Gris..I met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Emmelyn..Merissa..Clarissa..Gillian and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Cheryl on the bus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Talked about band and stuff and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;heard that the teacher in charge is not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;really keen on alumni performing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sigh..She just mentioned a couple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;of weeks ago..that the band was too small and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;needed people!!! Now she changes her mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Urgh!! I was thinking and maybe it's because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;of favouritsm..Either that or not many want to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;perform..Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Whatever la..Even if it's just helping them carry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;the instruments..or helping them with this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and that..I'd be most glad to do it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I love that band..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And that's what you do when you've been committed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;to something for a long time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Gee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Was my hectic day..had to run here and there for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;classes and URGH!!! I didn't have time to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;anything..But stuff really occupied my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;mind so I didn't think much of feeding myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Hmm..Was supposed to meet Skye after classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;but I couldn't make it in time and so she went home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I could've met her at the station near her house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;but that bum didn't answer my calls and messages..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So Today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I've to meet her outside her school to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;pass her the stuff..Her school'd soooo FAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;(You owe me big time..SKYE!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;After that..I'll be heading to town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;to meet my mum and go find my book..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Then maybe I can push a little here and there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and get her to buy me some stuff..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I know that Precious is upset that I can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;meet her today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;She wished that yesterday after her swimming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;heats..I'd meet her and give her hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;but I had no energy to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;She wished that today she could meet me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and spend some time at my place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But I have to go look for my stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and she's got extra classes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I hope the &lt;em&gt;absencemakestheheartgrowfonder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;thingy work for us..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Off I go now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;My hands are shaking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sugar.I.Need.Before.I.Collapse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know this is super duper late..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By a week..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But hey..I was really busy this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;whole week..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pics of the SJC Awards Ceremony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2006 ahead...;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/SJC%20Awards%20Ceremony/P1010103.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/SJC%20Awards%20Ceremony/th_P1010103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/SJC%20Awards%20Ceremony/P1010100.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/SJC%20Awards%20Ceremony/th_P1010100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a 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href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-know-this-is-super-duper-late.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j129/melanieweller/SJC%20Awards%20Ceremony/th_P1010103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19944655.post-114346449931619329</id><published>2006-03-27T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T13:28:13.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOo hoo hoo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I asked my dad where&lt;br /&gt;we're going tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;It's bloody hell gonna be&lt;br /&gt;super grand..&lt;br /&gt;Damn it..We're going&lt;br /&gt;to Hilton!!!&lt;br /&gt;I've never in my 17 years&lt;br /&gt;of life heard or been told&lt;br /&gt;that my parents' wedding&lt;br /&gt;was held at Hilton..&lt;br /&gt;Man..!! I was so damn shocked!!&lt;br /&gt;I want my wedding to be held there&lt;br /&gt;too!!&lt;br /&gt;Well of course..it's not gonna be as&lt;br /&gt;dirt cheap as it was back then&lt;br /&gt;when they got married..&lt;br /&gt;Ah..whatever!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go to Hilton!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WhEEEEeeee!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;I'm super bored now..&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for my show&lt;br /&gt;to start in a half an hour's time..&lt;br /&gt;Urgh!! I'm so restless..&lt;br /&gt;Ok..Precious called..&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And baby..everytime you touch me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I become a hero..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114346449931619329?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114346449931619329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114346449931619329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114346449931619329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114346449931619329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/03/woo-hoo-hoo-i-asked-my-dad-where-were.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114345162169224502</id><published>2006-03-27T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T17:27:01.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now that Dad's home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can't do this..and I can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;do that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can't go out in the evenings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;just to go to Compass and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Precious and the girls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can't go out come back home as and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when I like..If not the talk about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the house being a 'hotel' will start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;again..RAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My brother of course, on the other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hand gets to do whatever he wants..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Because he's already 21..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hmm..Can't wait for the day I turn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;18..at least it'll be legal for me to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this and that..without them getting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;in the way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;As for the late nights..I very much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DOUBT things will change..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well..maybe just a little..if I oush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my way out of it..Like I always do..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So yeah..Tonight I can't go to Compass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and meet Precious and Imai..Nadiah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;didn't go to school I guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And tomorrow..Precious is free in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;afternoon so she'll come here then at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;night..(OH, my GOD..I can't wait for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this..) At night..we're going for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;parents' anniversary dinner..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Woohoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wherever we're going..it's gonna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;super grand and high class..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hey..this opportunity doesn't always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fall in out hands k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's their Silver anniversary and it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GOT TO BE good!!..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh! And I'll get to have dad's digicam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and take pics here and there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That'll keep me occupied and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ignore the questions about classes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Considering the fact that it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;CONFIRMED that I can't quite classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;eventhough they know how disgusting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;they are and stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hmm..but then..thanks to Precious's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;advice..I think I'll just continue the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dumb classes..and keep listening to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Precious's advice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thank you so much Precious..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For being there for me all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;with no doubts whatsoever..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You know what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now when I want to tan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It just keeps raining and raining..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Even if the sun's really bright and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sizzling..it doesn't stay that way for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;long!..WHY???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I need to BAKE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If Precious feels like it tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We shall go swimming and tan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If not..watching Corpse Bride is no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;problem at all for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dad's calling me out to eat satay now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm full already!! Oh man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;By the way..I heard him mention &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to my mum that he's glad to see me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a little more chubby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NOOOOOOoooo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sigh..so sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I gotta do something about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thinking twice bout the satay now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know I can..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Be what I wanna be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114345162169224502?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114345162169224502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114345162169224502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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tide..or something&lt;br /&gt;else..&lt;br /&gt;Argh!!&lt;br /&gt;I just need company...&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard my Dad's flying from&lt;br /&gt;Hong Kong already..&lt;br /&gt;Going to the airport later..&lt;br /&gt;Man..I've this excitement&lt;br /&gt;feeling but also a hair-raising&lt;br /&gt;feeling..&lt;br /&gt;I've this &lt;em&gt;thing &lt;/em&gt;about going to&lt;br /&gt;the airport..&lt;br /&gt;When I go there..I always feel like&lt;br /&gt;something's going away from me..&lt;br /&gt;Or like..Urgh..I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;It's just a disturbing feeling..&lt;br /&gt;;(&lt;br /&gt;Ah well..&lt;br /&gt;I have no choice but to go&lt;br /&gt;because there's no one to&lt;br /&gt;accompany my mum..&lt;br /&gt;RAR!&lt;br /&gt;I just hope I can go to&lt;br /&gt;candy empire and phsyco&lt;br /&gt;my mum into buying lots of&lt;br /&gt;stuff..&lt;br /&gt;I know I sound like a small&lt;br /&gt;kid..but..You would resist&lt;br /&gt;a WONKA MUD CHOCOLATE BAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;Or whatever you call it..heh..;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;So off I go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Whatchu gonna do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Act a fool..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114337148618902762?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114337148618902762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114337148618902762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114337148618902762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114337148618902762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-dont-know-whats-wrong-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114330460401622515</id><published>2006-03-25T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T00:36:46.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Today was superbly fun..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Haha..don't know if there's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;such a word..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Precious came over in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;morning..Was supposed to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;swimming but then we got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;lazy and there wasn't enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;time..So we just drank Milo and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;watched some tv..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;She headed to school and I headed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to school too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Met Shalini and went to class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We were the first ones there so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;we took pictures..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(Precious lent me her cam to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;pics of the band during the awards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ceremony..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Left class early to go get roses..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;There was this shop which sells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;nice lilac roses..they were dyed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But they looked real nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I got the whole section red roses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;including Gris and a Purple one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;for Precious..Wanted to get a few&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;more for others but they were SUPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ex!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hmmm..Cabbed to school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Had trouble going in  thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the DAMN TURTLE CHOW!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Her bloody mouth is full of enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;rubbish to fill a whole land fill!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Anyhow..we sat down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We as in Me..Linda..Shalini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and her friend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Saw Sherianne sitting nearby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;She's a hottie (and have always been)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and I think Precious has the hots for her..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sat next to her and chatted away till the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;awards was over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Then came the performances..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Woo HOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the performances were great!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But not as great as the Band's!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;They really rocked the whole hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and they looked super cute..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I really nearly teared because I miss being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;a member of that band..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It was the only reason I look forward to going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to school everyday..;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Oh my GOD!! After th awards ceremony..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The girls ate a hell of alot of food!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It was free..(thank GOD)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And they just feast-ed like no one's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;buisness..!! HAha..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I can understand..They were really really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hungry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Met Sherianne again and took a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;pic with her...THAT's what Precious likes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;She kept saying that she was cute! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So unlike her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well..at least she said she was MUCH better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;looking than @^&amp;#Y(@$Y*(@$....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So yeah..after that..took&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;pictures after pictures after pictures after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;pictures after pictures..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Then finally we decided to walk to Compass..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We were shouting to lil' Ash across the road..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;She was on the other side with her friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We reached there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And poor Patrick..and Lil' Ash..;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;They had a heart to heart talk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It wasn't easy I know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But..I feel so sorry for them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;They're stuck..Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Treated Nadiah..Imai..Lil' Ash and Patrick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to vanilla cones and I ate corn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;heh..;) and Nadiah discovered something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Corn and Mcflurry taste great when eaten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;together!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It's tried and tested by me..It's good..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I swear!..heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;After that..Patrick had to go home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;so Nadiah..Me..Imai and Precious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;went to Esplanade..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;walked here and there..took &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;LOTS of pics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And you know what? some of them were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;'scarey'..The way I took the pics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;was like..as though..One pic was alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and the next was exactly the same thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but it looked like a ghost appeared in it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;haha..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It was really 'scarey'..but funny though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Then we all headed home after that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I guess you can only see the pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to know what fun we had..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The pics will be up soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;There are soooooo many..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Anyway..I'm kinda disturbed by something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I mean..I HAVE been disturbed by something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And I'm really annoyed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And I shall not portrait my anger here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;No use,anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Shall sleep till the afternoon heat wakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;me up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hope it rains so I can't wake up till evening..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But then again..NOT possible..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm bound to wake up  from Dumd dreams..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You know what? I just remembered..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;DAD'S COMING HOME TOMORROW!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;AHHHH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Going to the airport at 11 something at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to get him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Whhee!!!! Shall go to Candy Empire and get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;stuff for everyone!!;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ok..the bed's calling me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I only speak the truth!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114330460401622515?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114330460401622515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19944655.post-114320342655002813</id><published>2006-03-24T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T20:30:26.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't get baked today..&lt;br /&gt;Beryl and I decided not to go..&lt;br /&gt;The sun wasn't hot enough..&lt;br /&gt;Ah well..&lt;br /&gt;We need to go real soon ok Beryl?&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to get baked..Very very&lt;br /&gt;baked..;) I'm sure you do too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..Precious came while I was&lt;br /&gt;cutting my hair in the toilet..&lt;br /&gt;I got really scared because I thought it&lt;br /&gt;was my mum..&lt;br /&gt;If she sees me with the scissors in my&lt;br /&gt;hands and cutting my hair..&lt;br /&gt;She'll curse me to become BALD..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;So yeah..I thinned out my hair and&lt;br /&gt;chopped some parts..and layered it..&lt;br /&gt;Gonna lighten the colour soon..&lt;br /&gt;It's not red anymore..it's BROWN!!&lt;br /&gt;Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun with Precious today..&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go swimming&lt;br /&gt;then I got lazy and didn't feel like&lt;br /&gt;going..&lt;br /&gt;So she just made Bandung and&lt;br /&gt;watched tv with me..&lt;br /&gt;We watched this show and there&lt;br /&gt;was a scene where the husband&lt;br /&gt;was tied up by a prisoner who escaped&lt;br /&gt;and put in the corner and his&lt;br /&gt;wife was F**king the prisoner!!&lt;br /&gt;In front of him!!!&lt;br /&gt;With noises and everything..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;Disgusting,balls!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow is one of my&lt;br /&gt;first classes and I'm freaked out..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if Shalini and I are in&lt;br /&gt;the same class..&lt;br /&gt;I'd really appreciate it if I'm in the&lt;br /&gt;same class as her..&lt;br /&gt;Her friends are like SOOOOoo&lt;br /&gt;cool and funky..&lt;br /&gt;And they're easy to talk to..;)&lt;br /&gt;After that..I'm going to the Awards&lt;br /&gt;Ceremony..&lt;br /&gt;From what I hear..It's gonna be a&lt;br /&gt;BLAST..heh..&lt;br /&gt;It'll be my first time not performing&lt;br /&gt;for the Awards Ceremony and to be&lt;br /&gt;honest..It's upsetting..&lt;br /&gt;I miss being in that band..&lt;br /&gt;I really do..I love that band alot&lt;br /&gt;and I'm always gonna love that band&lt;br /&gt;till everyone I know passes out..&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared though..of the things&lt;br /&gt;some of my teachers are gonna say&lt;br /&gt;to me..&lt;br /&gt;Ah well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for tomorrow!!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Woo HOO hoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Some things last forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But not the things I want to last forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114312046810157932</id><published>2006-03-23T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T21:27:48.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Deep inside I wanna cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But I'm gonna be tough on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the outside for the sake of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;others..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yeah..it's the pride talking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Tomorrow I wanna get really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;baked..SUPER baked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Then jump into the pool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ahhhh...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;That's gotta feel pretty damn good..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Please excuse me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm holding on to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114304199607212376</id><published>2006-03-22T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T23:39:56.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I.am.tired.&lt;br /&gt;I went for class and&lt;br /&gt;then came back home..&lt;br /&gt;Filled my tummy with&lt;br /&gt;porridge..(urgh!)..&lt;br /&gt;then headed to Bugis to&lt;br /&gt;collect my shoes..&lt;br /&gt;On the way..I saw Steffie..&lt;br /&gt;I know she saw me..&lt;br /&gt;but she didn't look up at me&lt;br /&gt;until I walked pass then her friend&lt;br /&gt;just gave me the looks..&lt;br /&gt;Ah..whatever man..&lt;br /&gt;You sucked..&lt;br /&gt;Don't know about now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Compass after&lt;br /&gt;that and met the girls..&lt;br /&gt;Ate blueberry waffles..&lt;br /&gt;Then sent Precious home then&lt;br /&gt;went home..&lt;br /&gt;See? my day was so boring..&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be interesting&lt;br /&gt;I guess..It's gonna be hectic though..&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be meeting a friend whom I've&lt;br /&gt;not talked to in a long long time..;)&lt;br /&gt;Them after that..I get to see my 2 new&lt;br /&gt;funny and bubbly friends..;)&lt;br /&gt;Woo hoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow'll be one week since..&lt;br /&gt;Since I lost my mind and&lt;br /&gt;just fell apart after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO and sleep la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How wonderful life is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now you're here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114304199607212376?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114304199607212376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114304199607212376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114304199607212376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114304199607212376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/03/i.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114295073820755515</id><published>2006-03-21T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T22:18:58.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Got up this morning with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my right eye tear duct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;infected and swollen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It hurts when I blink..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Grrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh..here's a shout out to IMAI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY IMAI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you!!;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Class was alright today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This girl I met at Zouk that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;asked for my number..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just hope she doesn't give them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to the other two malay boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(or more) she mixes around with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One of them sat beside me and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and kept asking me this and that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND HE SMELT LIKE SMOKE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I really needed a bucket/plastic bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;at that time..I think you know why..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After that..I had to satisfy my craving..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Had my well-deserved corn soup and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just stonned and looked at the people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;who were walking by and looking at me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Headed home after that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Had an ever so long nap..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Was supposed to meet Precious and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the girls after their school which was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;supposed to end at 2 something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But they were held back so I met them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;later..Hence the long nap..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh yeah..the dream..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whatever your conclusions and thoughts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Save them..Just believe me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This dream really made a HUGE impact on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me..till now I can't stop thinking about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AT ALL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's really very disturbing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Imai,Nadiah,Precious and Gris have been told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bout the dream already..They laughed..heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In a way it's funny..but scarey if you were me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This involves some of the classmates from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;last year..(Karen De Costa,Callixta,Samantha,Kristle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and some of the girls from band..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Imai,Wendy and Mable)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and one of my other friends..Skye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OK..here goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We were supposed to go clubbing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The dream didn't show where..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We had to walk pass this secluded back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;alley to get to the entrance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We walked in a row..I was one of the first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;with Callixta and behind me was Imai,Wendy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and Mable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Skye was the very last one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So we walked and halfway through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we saw something really revolting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It was a torso of a naked woman..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No legs..No arms and No head..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just her torso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Her legs were spread and she looked like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she'd been raped..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I screamed and then Callixta started screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when I pointed to the body..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Here's the thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In my dream..It did state that during that period &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;of time..There was a serial killer on the loose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and every other day,there were bodies being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;reported..unfortunately,we discovered the latest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Behind us..was Imai..Wendy and Mable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They started screaming and holding on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to each other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They freaked the crap outta me and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ran to the back and grabbed Skye and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cried to her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She just stood there,shocked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then I heard someone in front scream my name..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I realised it was Wendy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I ran back to the front..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Apparently..there happened to be this large fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that was uncovered..So that means..If you were to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;put your head there,R.I.P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And Mable and Imai were having a panick attack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and they couldn't take it and wanted to kill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;themselves..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They were fighting to put their heads near the fan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wendy tried to pull them but fell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I held on to the both of them and pulled them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;back as far as I could..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Karen was holding onto my waist and was pulling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me back..Callixta was holding onto Karen and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;doing the same thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Mind you,this was all happening really near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the poor chopped woman..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We managed to pull them away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and I yelled at someone to call the police..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God knows who it was..but she said,"We can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;call the police!! We'd be notified in the papers and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;they'll wanna know what we're doing here! Then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;our parents will find out we went clubbing!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I yelled back.."What?? There's a dead body!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We have to call them..You wanna go to Juve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;knowing that you didn't report the murder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and they're accusing you??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She called the police without answering back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By then..it was 6 or 7a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We were all being questioned individually..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and some of us were napping..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I happen to wake up and found Skye on my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;right and Wendy on my left..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I asked Wendy where Imai and Mable were..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They weren't anywhere around us we started to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panick and thought they were dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But we walked out f the alley and saw them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(this is the part Imai found reallyy funny)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I ran to Imai and Wendy ran to Mable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I cried to Imai and said.."Imai!! Please don't die..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you so much!!" And then I hugged her real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tight and Wendy was crying to Mable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After that..I dreamt that I woke up but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in real life I was still asleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dreamt I woke up and Skye was right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in front of me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When asked what she was doing there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She just said.."Oh..I came to get my Ipod..Thanks!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and then she went off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That was when I just shot up from bed..sweating..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I panicked and ran outside to my mum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Man..that was the WORSE dream I ever had..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now whenever I go clubbing..This will be in my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;head..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F**K..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's freaky..It really is..Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After that horrifying incident..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I went to RM to meet the girls and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sakae sushi-ed and talked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then headed to Hougang Mall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and bought stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then came back home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Still having shivers of the dream..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AHH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm scared to sleep tonight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok..my fingers are tired now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hope you have a nice sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeah you will..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I regret this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I should've resisted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114284513986687215</id><published>2006-03-20T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T16:58:59.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;How the hell can I do a test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;when the dumb 'Yindian' teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;was asking me about my race and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;what mix I was and all that???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Gee..lucky we didn't have to hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;it in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;All thanks to the skinny geek &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;who said.."Teacher..I have a date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;may I please leave?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Can you imagine?? The teacher actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;dismissed the class because he had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a date!!! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh man..what's the world coming to??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ah..anyway..have I mentioned that I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;addicted to corn soup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well yeah..I am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And it's gotta be ONLY Mos burger's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;corn coup..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm eating less and less now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And I know why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No wait..I don't..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm just eating less and less..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Gonna get my ears pierced again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You know? The more there is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The happier I am..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It is so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The other day at Romp..I saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Angelina's pierced tongue..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hmmmm..-Deep in thought-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nah..better not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've caused enough commotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;at home with my dad already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;If he can get super worked up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;because I cut my own fringe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You know the straight one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yeah..if he can get so nervous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(I don't know why either)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I think..No..It is NOT a good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;idea to pierce my tongue..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My parents' Silver anniversary's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;coming up soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BIG THING..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Gramps and all are coming..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(DUH)..They have to be invited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;to EVERYTHING..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And so..once again..the drunkards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;are coming and they're gonna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;be questioning me and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NO WAY am I gonna sit there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and take it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I will answer them back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;as firmly as I can..without being told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;that I'm being rude..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wait..Is that at all possible??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;We'll wait and see how things go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I wanna go tanning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I need to drink very badly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I need to talk to someone about something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But I can't bring myself to..&lt;br /&gt;Because I know where the conversation will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;travel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I have to go bathe and get ready to meet the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;gang..I think..That's if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Precious did ask them to come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I should've known..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;This was NOT gonna be easy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114284513986687215?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114284513986687215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114284513986687215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114284513986687215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114284513986687215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/03/how-hell-can-i-do-test-when-dumb.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114277508478693617</id><published>2006-03-19T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T21:31:24.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yo ho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I think I take back what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I said just now..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I let myself fall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But I know how to pick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;myself up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'm over it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Didn't do much today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just kept thinking about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;alot of things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Last week wasn't so bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So this week's gonna be better,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I hope??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I know tomorrow I'm gonna see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;that girl I saw at Zouk that day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;She recognized me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But for the love of Christ..&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't remember who she was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;until she said where she was from..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ahhh..Then only I knew who she was..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyway...There's an open-book test &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;tomorrow..Shouldn't be a problem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Unless I can't remember this and that..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm really excited for next week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nadia says they need people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;for the drumming performance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WooHOO!!!! Hope she can make it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And I hope it's a success..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You know what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I just realised..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The SJC awards ceremony's on Saturday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And I CAN'T MAKE IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've got classes on that day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Damn it..;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I can't skip it either..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;F**king Asswipe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Grrrrrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I so so SO wanted to go and support the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;band..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hopefully the timing doesn't clash..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Or maybe..I might be able to leave earlier..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Either that..Or I'll leave immediatly and cab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sigh..So much trouble all because of an asswipe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;RAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I heard my dad's coming back soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;That means hell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;He'll start his drinking and getting pissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;and causing trouble here and there for us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Oh man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;But then..I'm gonna try my luck asking dad for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;a new phone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I hope he gives in because I really really want a new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;phone..No wait..I NEED a new phone..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And woo hoO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm losing weight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can wear the clothes I got 2 or 3 years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;without looking obese in them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Good good..Operation "sticks" is in progress..heh..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Alright now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I need to clear some stuff and pack my stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;for tomorrow..&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;embrace your fears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114277508478693617?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114277508478693617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114277508478693617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114277508478693617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114277508478693617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/03/yo-ho-i-think-i-take-back-what-i-said.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114275109528723001</id><published>2006-03-19T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T14:51:35.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why,mel?? Why??&lt;br /&gt;You know you're not&lt;br /&gt;that strong..&lt;br /&gt;You knew the consequences..&lt;br /&gt;But you still went ahead and&lt;br /&gt;just let yourself fall..&lt;br /&gt;Now,you're drowning and there's&lt;br /&gt;no one around to help you..&lt;br /&gt;Even if there was anyone..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can be done if you don't&lt;br /&gt;surrender yourself..&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="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've nowhere to run..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And so I'm stuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114275109528723001?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114275109528723001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114275109528723001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114275109528723001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114275109528723001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/03/whymel-why-you-know-youre-not-that.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114265823199715765</id><published>2006-03-18T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T13:03:52.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Woo hoo!!!;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Went swimming with precious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;just now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;She came over real early and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;slept while then took almost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and hour to change and go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;downstairs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ryan came when we were about to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;leave..So we decided to stay longer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We played around and he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;pulled the string of my bikini top!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;haha..Lucky I had a float covering my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;front..If not????  heh..Well..at least I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;have boobs now..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;my mum was pissed at him for doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;that..Oh well..he deserves it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Had so much fun with Precious..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thank you sweetheart..for coming so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;early..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You know what? I'm darker now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've a white ass because of the tan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;heh..I find it really funny..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Going out for dinner later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;With Ryan and his family..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's Ryan's birthday today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Can't really care less..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because he nearly pulled my bikini top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;off..haha..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alright.I'm getting lazier now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gonna stop blogging and watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sweet Sixteen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ALL the BITCHES!!! heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I so hate myself for doind what I did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;but somehow..It felt so right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114265823199715765?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19944655.post-114260415839058550</id><published>2006-03-17T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T22:02:38.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think I've not been blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for awhile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F**k it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyway..for the past few days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've been terrified..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've got phobias of this kinda things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't really adapt THAT fast..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hmm..But I took some time to think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and realised that I've been terrified &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for absolutely nothing!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It turned out alright in the end..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thank you God..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You really answered my prayer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yesterday was super hectic though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Had to go to 3 places..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nearly had a panick attack because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;of the hurrying here and the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rushing there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ah well..But no complaints..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It turned out alright in the end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now I've 2 more new friends!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After all that..went to meet Skye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and headed back to my place with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;her..She took a nap and I changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then we headed to Zouk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CROWDED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think almost 3/4 of the kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in Singapore was there..heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then you know what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm so smart la right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I forgot my I.d..So I cabbed all the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;way back home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Actually it was a good thing..Because on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the way I fetched Ash  and then headed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;back to Zouk..SO  so so smart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wasted 20 bucks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But Ash is gonna pay me half the fare right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heh..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So anyway..there was trouble here and there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in the entry but in the end we got in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Man..I really feel super bad Imai..Wendy and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cathy couldn't get in..I felt super bad..sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My phone died when I went in and couldn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;reply them and they needed help..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hmm..It was  fun fun fun at first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then it got super packed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Skye's friends are really really nice! ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and Skye too la..heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm never wearing those shoes to clubbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ever again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My toes are RED...!!URGH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well anyway..they played every SINGLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one of my favourite songs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And Ash dances so cute...I never saw that side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;her at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sigh..I really wished Precious was there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She'd have loved it so so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Soon alright,my precious..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After all that romping..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Came back home with Skye and died on the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bed..Was kinda disturbed by what Precious said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But then again...........hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Woke up this morning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Skye went to meet her friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I lazed around and then went to check out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;something at somewhere..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then headed to Bugis..(Was not dressed nicely..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I didn't think my mum will ask me to go there!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And so went there to meet her and my uncle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mum bought me a nice vintage puma bag..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Woohoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then headed to Ps and ate the hot dog I craved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for again!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then headed to Toa payoh and then home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I.am.super.shacked.and.my.feet.ache.alot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO......Who wants to give me a foot massage??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyone??&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;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok..I'd dead beat..&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;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&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;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know..you know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and no one else has to know..&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;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114260415839058550?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19944655.post-114243254547466715</id><published>2006-03-15T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T22:22:25.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't want this&lt;br /&gt;ANYMORE!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114243254547466715?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114243254547466715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Dear God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;  I promise to go to church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;every Sunday starting from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;this week.I promise to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;faithful to you no matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;where I am or what I do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Please forgive me for I've sinned..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Only with your help and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;strength,will I stop my wrong and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;bad actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I've failed you many times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;in this life you gave me,I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But you always seem to be be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;keeping me alive,and by that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I know you believe in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and that I deserve chances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I have not been grateful for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;anything you've done for me and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But I know I'm grateful for that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;one very these very special gifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My family.My friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;You've taught me from young how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;to love and care and to practice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;all the values and motos in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Yet,I don't do it..I pushed aside what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;you taught me and decided that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;have no time for you and that I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;guide myself throughout my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I'm wrong and I've proven it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I think you know what I mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I need you.Now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And I'll do anything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Anything..for you to make this pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;go away but at the same time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;tell me that this is all my fault and that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I've been ignoring your messages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I just want my doubts to be cleared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I need you to tell me that I can do this and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It's going to be alright and over soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I'm crying out to you,Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;In your own time,and if it is your wish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;please help and guide me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114235054153454368?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114235054153454368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114235054153454368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114235054153454368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114235054153454368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/03/dear-god-i-promise-to-go-to-church.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114223657479475829</id><published>2006-03-13T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T15:56:14.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAAAAAHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;The first day was quite&lt;br /&gt;alright..except for some&lt;br /&gt;inconsiderate guys..&lt;br /&gt;Oh..As I expected..&lt;br /&gt;There were Bimbos!!&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh..Two of them..&lt;br /&gt;That's right..and some geeks..&lt;br /&gt;heh..Alright!! I won't be mean..&lt;br /&gt;But the bimbos..They @$&amp;*($&lt;br /&gt;@&amp;amp;*($*(@$ @$&amp;*(@&amp;amp;*@#&lt;br /&gt;@*#*@&amp;#*(#..and then they&lt;br /&gt;@#&amp;amp;)@($&amp;*@ &amp;amp;@()#..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious came to my house&lt;br /&gt;and then brought me for my&lt;br /&gt;first day..she knew I was&lt;br /&gt;freaking out..and she knew how&lt;br /&gt;to soothe me..&lt;br /&gt;After that..I took the bus with&lt;br /&gt;her to school..And you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man..Just about 2 or 3 stops&lt;br /&gt;after we boarded the bus..I&lt;br /&gt;happened to look at the mirror near&lt;br /&gt;the driver's seat and noticed that&lt;br /&gt;he was staring at me Precious..&lt;br /&gt;WE WEREN'T DOING ANYTHING!!&lt;br /&gt;Just falling asleep because we were&lt;br /&gt;relly tired..&lt;br /&gt;And so I told Precious that the driver&lt;br /&gt;(an Indian driver who looks like a&lt;br /&gt;drug addict) was looking at us..And&lt;br /&gt;she noticed it too..&lt;br /&gt;And I asked her if she tapped her&lt;br /&gt;card and if I did too and she said&lt;br /&gt;yes..we did..&lt;br /&gt;So I thought ok..Maybe he was&lt;br /&gt;looking at something else..&lt;br /&gt;But then after awhile..when I&lt;br /&gt;happened to look back at the&lt;br /&gt;mirror..He was motioning to me&lt;br /&gt;something like..He was trying to&lt;br /&gt;say "What?! huh?? What?"..&lt;br /&gt;Man..who was looking at him??&lt;br /&gt;We weren't even looking at him&lt;br /&gt;AT ALL..I didn't think much of it..&lt;br /&gt;(By the way..we boarded the bus from&lt;br /&gt;Amk and got off at Sengkang..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half way through..at Hougang..&lt;br /&gt;He was still staring!!&lt;br /&gt;He stared all the way till we got down&lt;br /&gt;at Sengkang and then you what&lt;br /&gt;happened next??&lt;br /&gt;When we got down and walked&lt;br /&gt;near the the front door..&lt;br /&gt;He SHOUTed!!&lt;br /&gt;What the F**k!&lt;br /&gt;He shouted.."Eh what the F**k&lt;br /&gt;ya'll staring at man! HUH?"&lt;br /&gt;Then he shouted something else&lt;br /&gt;which I couldn't really make out..&lt;br /&gt;He shut the door and drove off..&lt;br /&gt;I was really VERY very angry and&lt;br /&gt;I should've shouted at him but&lt;br /&gt;Baby was in her uniform and&lt;br /&gt;the school was right there..&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wanna get her in any trouble..&lt;br /&gt;So anyway..I called the SBS transport&lt;br /&gt;complaints department and told them&lt;br /&gt;exactly what happened..&lt;br /&gt;Gave them my serial number and she&lt;br /&gt;traced where I was and at what time..&lt;br /&gt;I described what the man looked like&lt;br /&gt;and told her what she said..&lt;br /&gt;Boy..It was hilarious,the way she repeated&lt;br /&gt;it to me..heh..;)&lt;br /&gt;I hope the man gets a trashing of his life!!!&lt;br /&gt;WOooo hoo!!&lt;br /&gt;I felt like such a grown up..;) wHooot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway..I HOPE tomorrow turns out&lt;br /&gt;alright..&lt;br /&gt;I think I should go talk to the girl&lt;br /&gt;whom I thought was nice..&lt;br /&gt;Hope she's somewhat like me..;)&lt;br /&gt;After that..I'm gonna drag my&lt;br /&gt;mum to go get me a new bag..&lt;br /&gt;Vintage,you know?&lt;br /&gt;And we're gonna find my book..&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you..&lt;br /&gt;Shakespeare is an ugly old HAG!!&lt;br /&gt;I mean was..an ugly old hag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata..&lt;br /&gt;I have to take a crap now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I never felt like this before..-Stacey Orrico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114223657479475829?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114223657479475829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114223657479475829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114223657479475829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114223657479475829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/03/aaaaaahhhh-first-day-was-quite-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114215941128808541</id><published>2006-03-12T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T18:45:49.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Images of yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/P1000759.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" height="204" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/320/P1000759.2.jpg" width="248" 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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/P1000760.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" height="198" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/320/P1000760.1.jpg" width="208" 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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/P1000761.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="264" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/320/P1000761.1.jpg" width="157" 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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/P1000762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="206" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/320/P1000762.jpg" width="213" 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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/P1000763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="204" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/320/P1000763.jpg" width="199" 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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/P1000766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" height="269" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/320/P1000766.jpg" width="174" 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;There? The monkeys...;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/P1000769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px" height="196" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/320/P1000769.jpg" width="179" 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;And they were dancing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/P1000770.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="193" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/320/P1000770.0.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/P1000770.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/P1000772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="186" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/320/P1000772.jpg" width="216" 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;p&gt;Lol..;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="181" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/320/P1000777.0.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/P1000781.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/P1000781.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/P1000781.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/P1000781.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aww........:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/P1000782.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" height="194" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/320/P1000782.0.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/P1000781.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/P1000781.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/P1000781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" height="175" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/320/P1000781.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4863/1984/1600/P1000781.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114215941128808541?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114215941128808541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114215941128808541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114215941128808541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114215941128808541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/03/images-of-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114214999064682369</id><published>2006-03-12T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T15:53:10.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yesterday was smashing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My wish came through..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I did have a great time with the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;girls..(and 2 which aren't exactly girls)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Felt so great getting high and hyper and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;just laughing my head off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and doing stupid things..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;So yesterday..Precious came over first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Then we went with my mum to bras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;basah to get my stuff..Then parked our asses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;at a cafe and had an ice-cold drink..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;It was super hot and I couldn't take it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I just kept whining and whining..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;And I think Precious got fed up with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;all the whining..and she just kept saying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;"Ok..ok..We'll be there soon.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;heh..;) (Sorry Precious..But thanks for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;putting up with me)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Then..coincidentally..my distant relative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;popped into the cafe..So she sat down and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;chatted with us..As usual..They talked about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;each other's parents and bla bla bla..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;After awhile..Precious and I realised that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;we had to meet the rest at Raffles in 45 mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;and I didn't even get to go bugis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I die die wanted to go there and get stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;And you know what? Everytime there was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;silence at the table..I'd try excuse the both &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;of us..but each time I opened my mouth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;They'll start talking..It happened like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;about 5 times? We took a good 10 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;getting out of there..and both of us couldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;stop laughing..I mean..It was really funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;if you'd seen it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So Precious and I rushed over to bugis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and I ordered a pair of nice shoes..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But too bad I can only collect it in a week's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;time..Can't wait though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Then we rushed to take the train to Raffles..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Met Nadiah and Jac..and Griselda appeared from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;nowhere..heh..Then waited for Imai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but after awhile..we figured she was already and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;VCH..couldn't contact her at all because she'd lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;her phone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So we headed to the place..On the way..there was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this ice-cream man..He was chanting "Who want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ice-cream,who want ice-cream"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then Nadiah said softly "Don't want"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And the man said "Don't want,Don't want la! What's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;your problem!"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh man..He must have had a bad day..Either that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;or a bad hangover considering the fact that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;according to Nad..He's perpetually there at the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;spot near Boat quay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So we reached the place and then went to grab a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;seat..Imai popped into the seat next to Precious and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we got a shock..heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The concert was superb..Especially the last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;part.;) They were really cute..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After the whole thing..We went outiside of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;concert hall and went to meet Gaya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gave her cheeks a good pinching..heh..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wanted to talk to her abit longer..but..Ah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nevermind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After that we went to Lau Pa Sat and ate ALOT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Had stingray..Lots of satay and fried rice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It was alot for us,Man!!..But it was good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;After that was when the fun started..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We walked to the train station but made a few pit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;stops on the way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Fancy 5 girls walking through the CBD area and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;singing hymns very very loudly and entertaining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;one or two souls? heh..;) that's what we did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and just outside one of the buildings..there was  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;a camera and inside there was  a security guard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;just sitting there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nadiah here..knew that there was a camera there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but still she danced and waved at the camera..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;She seriously didn't see the Guard there..AT ALL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So she continued dancing and dancing until we told &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;her bout the guard..Only then she kept quiet and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ever-so-fast past the building..heh..her face was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;classic when it was red..;) ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Then we stop at this area near the train station and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;took pictures..;) Whatever we did was so hilarious and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;dumb and we acted like monkeys!!...one thing we're &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;good at!! heh..We laughed too much and we had to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;pee really badly..Took shots of them dancing on the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;way without them knowing till I took the last one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;then Imai saw..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Took pics in the toilet too..We were that hyper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We really looked and acted like a bunch of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;drunk monkeys..But I had FUN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We headed home after that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Was really shacked but for some reason..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I couldn't really sleep..Kept tossing and turning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Maybe I'm nervous about tomorrow..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I don't quite know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sigh..I'm really bored now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Watching tv and changing the channels every&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5 seconds isn't exactly fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THERE'S NOTHING TO WATCH!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh wait..there's a vcd we've yet to watch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ok..' got something to watch already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sayonara..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm shining like a candle in the dark..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;When you tell me that you love me..;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114214999064682369?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114214999064682369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114214999064682369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114214999064682369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114214999064682369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/03/yesterday-was-smashing-my-wish-came.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114200404457088071</id><published>2006-03-10T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T23:20:44.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Just a few hours ago..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I got really really pissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I felt like slashing my arm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and running around the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;screaming in pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But..It's strange how a book can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;turn your mood or feelings around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Although the book's about girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;slashing their arms..snorting drugs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;screwing around and some ending up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;in a mental hospital..It made the anger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and whatever else I was feeling go away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The book made me realise the consequences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;of doing irrational things to myself and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;getting angry over something small..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But you know what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's alright if I get angry and sensitive and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;emotional..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My crimson tide's not arrived YET!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;That's why I've been like that for quite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;some time now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I thought things over after the book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and concluded that..I'm gonna give you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the benefit of an adult..I understand this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;is your first..I understand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But how come it went smoothly before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oh right..the problems come eventually..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I forgot &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;part..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Just please...Think before you do things?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;At times..you think about yourself..and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;only yourself..You do..I'll explain it to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;if it happens again..For now..I'm tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I'm just gonna let things pass me by and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;not get to me..Just this once I'll let it get to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sigh..I'm beginning to be immune to all this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oh..no..I take that back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;This is just gonna accumulate and one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;it's just gonna come all over you like an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;avalanche..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Was speaking to one of my friends on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;phone..I blurted out how I felt and everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;She claimed she understood what I was feeling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But is she really? Ah well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I told her that I've not been out in a long long time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;As in..Having lots of fun..And she agreed and said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;she felt the same way too..That she wanted to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;out here and there and then relax at Sentosa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Maaaaaaan...Am I dying for that..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Maybe one day next week..since they start their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;March hols..I really can't wait for that day to come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Hope this time they don't back out at the last minute..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But you know what? Just in case..I'm not gonna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;count on it and get my hopes too high up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It's only gonna happen if they're not tired..or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;having this on..and that on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Hmmm..I'll just have to wait and see,I guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Moving on..tomorrow..St.Margeret's Band Concert..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Man..I can't wait any longer already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Call me a freak or whatever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;But it's been a long time since I heard a band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;play..I know their Band's a Gold with honours Band..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;They ARE gonna sound really good..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Before that..I think I'll be meeting Precious and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Yani abit later on then go to the concert hall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I hope to go galavanting after that..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;None of us have a curfew I think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Woohoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I'm gonna try and ask my mum if she can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Give me my allowance 2 days before hand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;If not..a broke girl tomorrow I'll be..;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Hope things go smoothly tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Oh yeah..I'm not supposed to get my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;hopes high..Gee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Mend my heart..Will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114200404457088071?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114200404457088071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114200404457088071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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body &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;is aching very terribly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But somehow I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;satisfied..hee..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Thanks to the gym yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My mum's epidural went alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Waited for damn long just for a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;fifteen-minute procedure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Thank God for my book and Ipod..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Or else I would've died..heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;After that we went to eat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well actually..It's been quite some time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;since my brother..my mum and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;have sat down and ate together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It WAS WIERD..But oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I enjoyed the moment..Although&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;it would've been better if my dad was here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But then again..I always ask myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;What/who does my family consist of??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ah..forget that already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Watching Mean Girls on Tv now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;GOOD! At least there's ONE nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;show to watch today..heh..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Gonna meet the girls later I hope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;For dinner..Looking forward to having &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a good laugh with them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Time doesn't erase things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;People erase things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114196735405767688?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114196735405767688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114196735405767688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114196735405767688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114196735405767688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-in-aloooooot-of-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114187826265422405</id><published>2006-03-09T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T12:24:22.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A little summary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mum's due for an epidural&lt;br /&gt;at 3.30 today..&lt;br /&gt;-She might not be able to walk again&lt;br /&gt;should something(God forbid)&lt;br /&gt;happen..&lt;br /&gt;-We know things are going to be alright&lt;br /&gt;and let's just hope the surgeon doing&lt;br /&gt;the proceedure(Or whatever the spelling)&lt;br /&gt;has done this a thousand or more times&lt;br /&gt;before..&lt;br /&gt;-I'm off to the gym now..&lt;br /&gt;-I get in for free...hee..;)&lt;br /&gt;-Hopefully I have time to meet&lt;br /&gt;the girls for dinner tonight..&lt;br /&gt;-I was told that Precious can getaway&lt;br /&gt;this Saturday and we're gonna have a FUN&lt;br /&gt; time..with Nad and Des..i think..And IMAI!!;)&lt;br /&gt;-I better get going..&lt;br /&gt;-Before some other men occupy the machine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We are girls wrapped up in women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114187826265422405?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114187826265422405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114187826265422405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114187826265422405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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eat my hot-dog that I've been&lt;br /&gt;craving for eversince the show&lt;br /&gt;started..I couldn't take it..I felt like how&lt;br /&gt;a pregnant woman would feel..&lt;br /&gt;The craving for food at such an odd&lt;br /&gt;time and when she can't get what she&lt;br /&gt;wants..the tears and anger will come&lt;br /&gt;bursting out..&lt;br /&gt;Yup..I was almost in tears..&lt;br /&gt;But then she said..'Let's go now..'&lt;br /&gt;So we cabbed there..&lt;br /&gt;And then on the way back...;( sigh..&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know it wasn't intentional..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was twice in a row&lt;br /&gt;you hurt me..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm the one who's sensitive..&lt;br /&gt;But this time..what you said really&lt;br /&gt;got to me..&lt;br /&gt;Time will make me feel better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious came over in the afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;Was a little annoyed by what she did&lt;br /&gt;before that..Why didn't she tell me&lt;br /&gt;that she had uniform fitting after school&lt;br /&gt;and that she'll take awhile there??&lt;br /&gt;I don't get this..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes this makes me wish I was&lt;br /&gt;back in school..Other times..I thank God&lt;br /&gt;for not making me brave enough..&lt;br /&gt;Urgh...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;Err..I'm not sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what?&lt;br /&gt;There's a fire downstairs..&lt;br /&gt;And I think it's someone's house coz my room's&lt;br /&gt;filled with smoke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114174147772994509?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114174147772994509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114174147772994509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114174147772994509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114174147772994509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/03/ill-leave-bad-parts-to-last-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114165392691468417</id><published>2006-03-06T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T22:05:26.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I hate this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And I think this is very unfair..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Very very unfair exactly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;My brother works..and still gets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;his monthly allowance..why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;'Because he's saving for his holiday.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Holiday where? Timbuktu??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;He should go there and meditate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Then maybe he'll find is inner peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and be more considerate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Damn it..He's earning so much and he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;still takes money from my parents..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And I? only get the monthly allowance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and just shut up about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Whereas he? Earn so much but still take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;more than he should..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;F**k you la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Like I said..I'm a softy..and I don't say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;anything although I ought to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I don't believe my brother's that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mean and inconsiderate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I've got so many things I need to get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;before next week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I really need the new stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sigh..I can only do one thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Speak to Daddy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;;) and he's gonna call on Thursday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ok..I feel so much better now..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hmm..Went to Compass just now and met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;precious and Griselds..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Griselda wanted to buy rings..but couldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;use the voucher..so sad..hope she finds the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;perfect pair..I can understand why how she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;feels about everything being perfect..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh well..had an incident with Precious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;just now..I really don't know what she meant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;by that statement..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It was almost as if I should stop eating.Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nevermind..Tomorrow's gonna be a better day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Everything's gonna go smoothly without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;people interfering..Got me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Now.please.leave.me.alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19944655-114165392691468417?l=blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/feeds/114165392691468417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19944655&amp;postID=114165392691468417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114165392691468417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19944655/posts/default/114165392691468417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-filledchocolates.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-hate-this.html' title=''/><author><name>BlackRose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16511264503488026274</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-19944655.post-114162550156295769</id><published>2006-03-06T13:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T14:11:41.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My arms hurt..&lt;br /&gt;very very badly..&lt;br /&gt;Because of the hour-long swimming&lt;br /&gt;I did yesterday..Geez..&lt;br /&gt;I don't think the muscle relaxant and&lt;br /&gt;tiger balm are working..URGH,please..&lt;br /&gt;After the swim..watched the Fabulous&lt;br 
