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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;BYE BLOGGER. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stalk me yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Follow me on Twitter for short updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/xuperheroine"&gt;http://twitter.com/xuperheroine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-2854823093599299616?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2854823093599299616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=2854823093599299616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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lj name,&lt;br /&gt;after I get my new phone (?)&lt;br /&gt;Hehe so fucked up here anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Stalk me if you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Liars everywhere, how deceiving! ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-1941961605936424698?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1941961605936424698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=1941961605936424698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/1941961605936424698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Had lunch with love and laugh after school today, we had scrumptious macs hahaha, spammed sauces and forced meself to finish the large fries... to no avail. E came later, slacked together. Yay I know love's phone password already! Anyway that bitch kept playing with my hair omg damn gay. Then we played 5-10 at Donut Factory, I ended up eating half a donut instead of going on a diet omgggggggg. Thanks ah luv. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;U KNOW WHAT JEANETTE SAY TO ME OR NOT?! IVY VERY NICE EH!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm I think I said that more than 10 times today everyone super pleased with me! Somebody still cover my mouth don't let me talk. DAMN NICE. Laugh also cannot laugh omg ~ Im so sad. -_- Lol my laugh box gonna burst already liao!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rushed stuffs at home back in the evening, late for tuition with laugh, Cherie and her friends, late for half an hour kinda thing. Studied on the properties of circles, damn fierce I never worked/concentrated/listened so hard during kwok's lesson before and my brain was a portion dead after 2 hours of srs studying woo~ everything finished up at 10 +, rushed home with girlfriend because she don't wanna miss her Korean concert.... ended up missing it so, yay. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok damn tired waiting for luv to come online man!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s walao damn wordy, give it a miss because I think udc too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-9119072419972207020?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9119072419972207020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=9119072419972207020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/9119072419972207020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/9119072419972207020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/blurry-night.html' title='Blurry Night'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-413764459664383496</id><published>2009-07-16T19:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T19:38:06.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/Sl8MFYpsBAI/AAAAAAAADfc/wNoWPH7OLSM/s200/anpanman_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359015368250360834" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/Sl8MEyUilSI/AAAAAAAADfU/srd0yX6hGLc/s200/anpanman_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359015357961114914" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/Sl8MEuV18RI/AAAAAAAADfM/WOMzjaXjc_8/s200/anpanman_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359015356892836114" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Credits to flb&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hi man &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;C&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; says I'm so good to him! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm damn bored and damn &lt;em&gt;high &lt;/em&gt;today you know!&lt;br /&gt;Meet love after his CL&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BBBBBB &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;hehe then we went to slack from Novena to US to FP hehe I talked like so much because its so fun I've got so much to say lol, cannot stop since SOMEBODY don't want entertain me don't want talk to me. Then we talked about.... "&lt;em&gt;a lot of things la&lt;/em&gt;", then we talked about Twilight and how cool Carlisle Cullen is (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;laughs madly&lt;/span&gt;), bla bla almost everything under the hot sun and feeding mosquitoes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway if I ever get Dengue it's his fault. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;p/s AMath test tmr on Binomial Theorom, should I study?&lt;br /&gt;p/p/s cca prolly gonna resume next week, should I go? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sian only.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-413764459664383496?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/413764459664383496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=413764459664383496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/413764459664383496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/413764459664383496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/eat-me.html' title='Eat me'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/Sl8MFYpsBAI/AAAAAAAADfc/wNoWPH7OLSM/s72-c/anpanman_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-2404788342482014231</id><published>2009-07-15T17:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T17:59:45.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy link</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I decided to blog, because,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luv go and rest.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pyc afk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wilson die already.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fanny boring!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My day was cool today :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul align="left"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buzzed down amk with J.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had lunch with Cat, Cherie, Brenda and J.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;*Ahem we saw handsome guy lolol~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We talked about Cheeeeeeena bitch!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Edmund came, ate, and left with J after lunch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went to take ezlink photo, looks like some ass. (I'm not one)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get my ezlink card fixed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got to call many hotlines to report my stupid missing card.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Met Koh Yichao sjb one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forget to see that sjb's tagging I'm so sad LOL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trained home with Cher.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Should I go for tuition trial this friday night? But I shy. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not blogging in the night already. At most update my twitter only.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="Http://twitter.com/xuperheroine"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Http://twitter.com/xuperheroine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; follow me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Free shit at : &lt;a href="http://th-significantbites.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://th-significantbites.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just kidding!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-2404788342482014231?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2404788342482014231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=2404788342482014231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/2404788342482014231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/2404788342482014231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/easy-link.html' title='Easy link'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-1244142543991436797</id><published>2009-07-14T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T17:43:45.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Met luv today for lunch after school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laugh supposed to meet us after she went back home to bathe but she didn't bring her key.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I took a long time deciding on what to eat. You will never wanna know!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ljs... kfc... macs... oreostrawberry... birdnestredtea... mos burger... burger king... back to ljs again and then I'm super high omg!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Okay am already home even before Five omg.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thinking to submit blogskin hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-1244142543991436797?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1244142543991436797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=1244142543991436797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/1244142543991436797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/1244142543991436797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay.html' title='Okay'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-5585386016848542866</id><published>2009-07-13T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:31:35.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running smooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/Slsz0VIW4PI/AAAAAAAADfE/xP5z5dWmKmU/s1600-h/laugh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/Slsz0VIW4PI/AAAAAAAADfE/xP5z5dWmKmU/s400/laugh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357933155805749490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I did it for laugh, can make it or not?! Felt like to submit another blog skin again soon! Hopes laugh like it, I like it hoho. Anyway Daddy says I'm changing phone in months time hehe. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Damn sian the picture quality. Nvm, live preview @&lt;a href="http://th-significantbites.blogspot.com/"&gt; laugh's blog&lt;/a&gt;! ok I think she not done editting yet just so u wait. -.- Damn slow la hor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Read through A-Math after school with laugh today with the help of Edmund. Love was damn noisy you know! Hahaha. Can't believed we thought of having a picnic this saturday, damn gay la omg. Everyone doubt my cooking skills.... omg I got so lousy meh! Edmund cannot stand our "la hor!" so funny, we've been &lt;em&gt;la-hor&lt;/em&gt;-ing all day!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vin and Johnathan beside me so noisy la hor, so funny I saw Johnathan at school today being stayed back. I told him he never pray enough. Serves him right!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay bye, I'll go try play with codes and get laugh a blog skin hehe. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-5585386016848542866?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5585386016848542866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=5585386016848542866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/5585386016848542866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/5585386016848542866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/running-smooth.html' title='Running smooth'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/Slsz0VIW4PI/AAAAAAAADfE/xP5z5dWmKmU/s72-c/laugh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-6251720745429094334</id><published>2009-07-12T19:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:55:34.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wind Or Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Woah today damn windy.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I'M BLOGGING THEN UPLOAD THE PHOTOS OF YTD LATER YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol align="left"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went to study alone in the neighbourhood.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In less than 10 mins, vin and Johnathan came to disturb me....... they came and carry on their stupid chats and then made me pissed off and decided to hear them talk after attempting 2 math questions!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BTW. I lost my wallet, officially, after I came home last night&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jon &amp;amp; vin kept repeating IT IS BECAUSE I NEVER PRAY ENOUGH.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gary walked past and saw us and stopped to slack together.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spiders came after an hour (hehe) after finding Tris' socks!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They chatted about DotA (-_-), birthdays, school, bikes.... everything also never pray enough?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CK jump down from 2nd storey and hurt his back because he never pray enough!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Long time never joke like this with those ppl, so fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Long time no see Tris, almost forget how he look like haha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They are so gay.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Left one by one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Waiting for Laugh to upload all the shit.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Waiting for Love to finish his game.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gonna eat dinner now bitch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fuck my mother........ she accused ppl of stealing my wallet then got scolded by Vin then come and point finger and said its fucking my fault. She knew she's at wrong now and she don't dare say back at me. LOSER only, I dare you la. Just my luck to have you as my mom? -.-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Photos from yesterday :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x301/sweetpotatolaopo/DSC00726-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my hand more pretty thats why laugh upload the one I took hoho!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x301/sweetpotatolaopo/DSC00720-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sticky la hor!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x301/sweetpotatolaopo/DSC00730-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That bitch don't let me take photo............ then he anyhow help me take!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x301/sweetpotatolaopo/DSC00725-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x301/sweetpotatolaopo/DSC00728-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x301/sweetpotatolaopo/DSC00740.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Long distance lunch or what?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x301/sweetpotatolaopo/DSC00745.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHA. Yay I love my Sticky.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x301/sweetpotatolaopo/DSC00734.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x301/sweetpotatolaopo/DSC00735.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x301/sweetpotatolaopo/DSC00737-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me love laugh la hor!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-6251720745429094334?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6251720745429094334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=6251720745429094334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/6251720745429094334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/6251720745429094334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/wind-or-rain.html' title='Wind Or Rain'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-7051702444400387207</id><published>2009-07-11T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:19:21.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glow In the Dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;(before I carry on now. u know the stupid vinson and johnathan beside me talking and laughing damn noisy. Eat my Sticky Sweet still comment so much! -_-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today seems damn long for me, woke up at freaking 9+ am because I had a stupid dream that I seems so real to me that it was 10 + am. Then I woke up when Jeanette message, she was so high in the morning man!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, early afternoon, met ♥ downstairs school and accompany him up the hill and he went to submit his folio. Hehe, treated laugh her bird nest green tea, met laugh and E at Novena, buzzed down Clark Quay to get my Sticky Sweets yay, bought one whole bottle of Disco Mix, bought for girlfriend Strawberry Mix! Yay took photos, (upload other times when laugh is done). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buzzed down Bugis@Iluma, I've got a balloon, yellow some more! Walked around, waited for Siva and co to arrive in the evening. [lol I skipped so fast] Met with Joey and Grace, then met Siva all at Haji lane.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sheesha, drank, played game -- ♥ more slow than me omg...... everyone sees that LA HOR u shut up. Hahaha, laugh said I'm faster than ♥ HAHA. Eventually that bitch learnt how to play and I lost 3 times straight! -_- Laugh was being irritating, cannot stop blowing smoke to my face, like retarded.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cabbed home at 9+ sigh. -.- Thanks ♥ for the cab fare and thanks laugh for intending to pay for me. Sian hates driver with no sense of direction and I'm short sighted omg~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nvm I'm home alr haha. Sorry ♥, hope u are enjoying uh! :D Ask you don't drink so much alr :@&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Photos another time, bye. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-7051702444400387207?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7051702444400387207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=7051702444400387207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/7051702444400387207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/7051702444400387207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/glow-in-dark.html' title='Glow In the Dark'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-5487635697828226402</id><published>2009-07-10T18:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:28:01.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Haunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMjE0NDU1NzY0OV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwOTY4NTczMg@@._V1._SX259_SY400_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Caught &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0492044/"&gt;The Haunting&lt;/a&gt; with love, laugh and Edmund. True ghost story. We were in the same theatre as Xingyee and co haha, I was afraid la but I wanted to laugh so badly. The girl behind me screamed. LOL her reaction damn fast, I wanted to laugh but it's so quiet. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay I like the movie after all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Prawning another instead I guess (for tomorrow), dk what are the current plans now. There's flea at homeclub tmr! I'm broke girlf u spon me I go ^^ I'll probably skip it tho. There's more flea to come I guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://soldforcigarettes.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://soldforcigarettes.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; updated. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-5487635697828226402?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5487635697828226402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=5487635697828226402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/5487635697828226402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/5487635697828226402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/haunting.html' title='The Haunting'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-6736488053977844004</id><published>2009-07-09T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:26:22.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The headache owned me for the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I woke up at 5 in the morning because I had a nightmare. I gave up my Science test. I thought I'll die if I were to carry on thinking of how to do the paper. I slept for 3 hours back at home. I took medicine and I thought I'll choke to death.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got reprimanded for being sick.&lt;br /&gt;I was being threatened for my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I was being seen as restless because I lost 30 mins of my sleeping time than usual.&lt;br /&gt;I'm at fault for having a headache. Very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm screwed. I don't see the hope.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel like to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like to sleep again and never to wake up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've got the urge to burst into tears and flood the place anytime anywhere. Why me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;09th love,&lt;br /&gt;its you and me against the world. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Good night, sleep tight, &amp;amp; don't let the bed bugs bite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-6736488053977844004?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6736488053977844004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=6736488053977844004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/6736488053977844004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/6736488053977844004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/9th.html' title='9th ♥'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-1404782105217467948</id><published>2009-07-08T19:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:16:22.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost not Found</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;My pokeeball went missing.&lt;/span&gt; Officially. If Jeanette didn't lie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;how I wish she would this time though. I miss my pokeeball. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you're the fucker who took it or the kind soul who found it will u gimme back. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm, I think I can like die I'm so careless lol I didn't even realise it ran away omg... somehow its like so precious to me now, weirdly, that without seeing it hanging on my bag it looks so odd. o_o&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jeanette that fucker took it. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr Siva's lesson was interesting btw, Chinese teacher still, cmi. After school, slacked with love, laugh and Edmund (&lt;em&gt;and dinosaur earlier on&lt;/em&gt;). Hehe went to &lt;em&gt;satisfy certain "materialistic" needs&lt;/em&gt;.... and yeah guys, stop assuming it's E who taught J that, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we started this bad habit even before they know each other kay and it's me who influenced J la&lt;/span&gt; and ya la now we can start cannot stop, so can you all stop judging ppl like this and assuming all the shit in the world tyvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hehe can't wait to go &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;prawning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you know, sorry I keep saying that recently. Those dumb people thinks I'm like super noisy......... and I'm hungry again. NOW.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BTW, hi love and laugh,&lt;br /&gt;good night sleep tight&lt;br /&gt;dont let the bed bugs bite. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-1404782105217467948?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1404782105217467948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=1404782105217467948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/1404782105217467948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/1404782105217467948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/lost-not-found.html' title='Lost not Found'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-2786033255296018585</id><published>2009-07-07T17:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:26:38.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention seeking only</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/laugh.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Laugh you watch out, next time post your photos you don't cry ah! Hahaha love you still. :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyone wanna hear about my school day? LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;ol align="left"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guess who's back&lt;/strong&gt;?! Daniel Fattah HAHAHA.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wilson lied to me he's late.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wilson lied to me Fattah's under another week of quarantine 'cuz his cousin's sick.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hmm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;School was bored, and irritating.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;First thing first, my temperature hit 37.6 and the staffs used some &lt;em&gt;"high tech" device&lt;/em&gt;* and I gotten a 36.6 instead. I think they no intention to send me home too la. Everyone go there also no problem, siao.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hightechdevice: A stupid 'thermometer' that takes temperature few cm away from your forehead just with a click...... omg.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go back class only got one 5cm frog behind my desk at corners of the wall wtf. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People nothing to do, now seeking attention. Not again ~?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;English lesson so childish. Mr Siva taking over tomorrow... yay?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kfc, bubbletea.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wilson stole my pokeeball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I laughed too much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think my laugh box gonna burst soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHAT A DAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think next time I better keep my pokeeball somewhere safer. It seems to be hitting things near me forever and always because I always turn and move around. Hehe today didn't see some bitch in school, his loss anyway. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Argh, can't stop refreshing my blog. Its so fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bye go message that stupid noob. :p&lt;br /&gt;Somebody damn bitch la, think he very special~ OMGGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;OK bye I'm so high up now~ LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-2786033255296018585?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2786033255296018585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=2786033255296018585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/2786033255296018585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/2786033255296018585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/attention-seeking-only.html' title='Attention seeking only'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-6547174222406893992</id><published>2009-07-06T14:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T19:59:12.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm very nice to C</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/wallpaper2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hehe me love!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&lt;em&gt;ok Ivy I think you should stop ss-ing down everything&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/wallpaper.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay I'm contented with my blog skin already, the previous one was plain ordinary. Just that I can't stop refreshing the page and admire the headers..... ok sorry haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sleep &gt; eat &gt; use com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[&lt;strong&gt;backspaced a whole lot of trash&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay I want to go on a diet. ^^ &lt;s&gt;Update later when laugh is back bye&lt;/s&gt; (get photos on weds).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Btw I think I'm very nice one okay. I decided not to list out already. A little too many ah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-6547174222406893992?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6547174222406893992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=6547174222406893992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/6547174222406893992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/6547174222406893992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-very-nice-to-c.html' title='I&apos;m very nice to C'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-7138705384285288719</id><published>2009-07-05T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:14:01.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>floods</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Uber cool weather for a weekend isn't it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Long bus rides, long laughters, exploring of Tampines 3 malls, Long John Silver's, popping into shops to look for barbells, drinking bubble teas, learning table manners, enjoying the cold breeze, squeezing through hundreds of people, receiving awkward stares&lt;/em&gt;... completed these within a short span of a day with love, laugh and edmund. Things just felt extremely comfortable without school, Tampines malls were fucking crazy and as huge as a bazaar all joint together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Great, I explored so much today. :S&lt;br /&gt;Photos w laugh, update tmr I hope. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wilson thinks I'm stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wilson: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tmr meet you at 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IV: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FUCK YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TOMORROW NO SCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IV: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-.- damn you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im not stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wilson: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;most of the times you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bitch whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok off to MSN. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-7138705384285288719?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7138705384285288719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=7138705384285288719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/7138705384285288719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/7138705384285288719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/floods.html' title='floods'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-7017934469341158241</id><published>2009-07-04T20:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:39:22.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money like running tap</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BTW SHOW U MY DESKTOP BACKGROUND. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ppl who knows me well should know I goes ultra-high over it -_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/desktop.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OKAYYYY!!!! Its been days and weeks since me and laugh did serious shopping lol. Tried clothes, see clothes, buy clothes like crazy people. Thanks laugh for helping me collect my stuffs from blogshop anw! Lol I want money. I'm like standing next to broke now. I want to shop some more. Omg shut up stop complaining lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Btw my weekends are like filled. Hahaha, except Monday that I'm staying home. HOHOHO. Tmr Tampines with ♥, Edmund and laugh! I can make it man bitches, I didn't let Edmund's postponed-of-tuition go down the drain. Ima happy kid now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;KAY BYE off to tempt pyc to do more shopping. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-shopping mood on- &lt;img src="http://messenger.msn.com/MMM2006-04-19_17.00/Resource/emoticons/shades_smile.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Btw I know my blog lack of photos but I don't have a choice......... MY CAMHP SPOILED.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I HAD MY BEAUTY SLEEP of 12+ hours finally. Then I was late by 1h+ today LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-7017934469341158241?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7017934469341158241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=7017934469341158241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/7017934469341158241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/7017934469341158241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/money-like-running-tap.html' title='Money like running tap'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-8015465140865525045</id><published>2009-07-03T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T20:39:03.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformers : ROTF</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTA4OTkwMTEyMDZeQTJeQWpwZ15BbWU3MDU4NjkyNjI@._V1._SX271_SY400_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sch was short. Cathay with Edmund, Jeanette and luv after school today to catch Transformers : Revenge of the Fallen. After all, it's quite nice but a lil' wordy at the start.. not as perfect as what I thought to be. Megan Fox was hot, is he really a man not! Anyway, they kept complaining to go to the toilet within the 2H 20 min Movie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Slacked at Parklane, buzzed here and there, home haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Btw Chonghuang was damn retarded in class. He asked like all of us whether he should attend canoeing. Obviously everyone says "no- canoeing leh!", but he dk what excuse to say. Hoho Ivy fast enough, said "H1N1". :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-8015465140865525045?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8015465140865525045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=8015465140865525045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/8015465140865525045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/8015465140865525045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/transformers-rotf.html' title='Transformers : ROTF'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-5228518910793993650</id><published>2009-07-02T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:32:02.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sorry for the lack of updates!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wilson that bitch came back from quarantine finally, went to school with him and Jeanette, they cannot stop talking about speed. Class was fun during Math period, half the class was noisy (so 2e1!) then mrs Kwok kept us back, &lt;em&gt;fucking biased shit&lt;/em&gt;. Lunch with Jeanette then met luv. Mom called too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jeanette and I were almost late for school, but Wilson was super late. Chinese teacher was really sarcastic, Mrs Han didn't want to spend time explaining to me and Jeanette about the work we had to do. Fuck again? Lol Ms Pay's lesson was fun because I didn't feel like dozing off. Luv, she say I sweet hoho. I can't catch what videos are talking, I'll rather follow her powerpoint slides lol. Meet Jeanette, Edmund, luv and dinosaur for lunch. Boonkiat left first while we went to bookstore to get stuffs. Gotten myself a diary and &lt;em&gt;bought&lt;/em&gt; a pen. Really wanna go for a second round then they don't allow. In the end, Jeanette &lt;em&gt;bought&lt;/em&gt; a few for me secretly, thanks laugh so sweet. :) Slacked around Novena.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Argh. Could somebody just get h1n1 so I can like stay home lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, hadn't been updating. Nights were spent studying with girlfriend till 10pm at study corner. She so noisy! Korea here Korea there omg~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok bye miss me ok? &lt;img src="http://messenger.msn.com/MMM2006-04-19_17.00/Resource/emoticons/regular_smile.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-5228518910793993650?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5228518910793993650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=5228518910793993650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/5228518910793993650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/5228518910793993650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-love.html' title='Hi love'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-2070163577413632099</id><published>2009-06-30T19:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:02:57.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img src="http://17.media.tumblr.com/1iUWSgu0op8tlx68gEwya69io1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need sleep I need sleep I need sleep&lt;/em&gt;......... BADLY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-chants-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I'm not joking. -.-&lt;br /&gt;School was fucking stupid with early recess, not gonna elaborate much, find out yourself!&lt;br /&gt;New time table was a piece of shit srsly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DAMN SAD LA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Updated 0850pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;It just came to me naturally. I find myself useless? Haha what can I say still. I've got most of my works undone. I can spend hours on the computer without getting bored. I only talk I don't act aloud. Everyone says I'm no longer the same. Silly or what. I feel like screaming, lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay Im sorry for saying these. Pls don't comment. Perhaps I should get a diary soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Laugh, lets go bookstore. Should I just pay for it, lol. Ah, yes I should, I don't want to get addicted to such stuffs man. I only took 1 orange pen, J and E took like so many colourful pens, C took his neon green file. Damn gay man. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Click on my nuff if there's any ads kay? Thx truckloads for the hassle. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-2070163577413632099?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2070163577413632099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=2070163577413632099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/2070163577413632099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/2070163577413632099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/blues.html' title='Blues'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-339480083405491730</id><published>2009-06-29T18:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T18:52:02.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 Term 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once again, its the start of my drama series.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/SjNBgmER9ZI/AAAAAAAADaY/OPMrF9fsAG8/s320/vQxdw8WwRolzzb6vFHapz2Ruo1_400.jpg" a="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monday blues? No, school blues I guess. Kinda a dread to go school for me most of the time.... omg and I had only 4H+ of sleep, its a quater of what I usually sleep, didn't sleep in class though lol. Well, had double free periods for geog before the bell goes off in the afternoon, talked in class haha. Jeanette looks like a zebra. &lt;em&gt;I look like squirrel meh&lt;/em&gt;! :@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lunch with J, then met C. Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Btw click on my Nuffnang if there's any advertisements thx. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luv u plenty hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-339480083405491730?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/339480083405491730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=339480083405491730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/339480083405491730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/339480083405491730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-1-term-3.html' title='Day 1 Term 3'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/SjNBgmER9ZI/AAAAAAAADaY/OPMrF9fsAG8/s72-c/vQxdw8WwRolzzb6vFHapz2Ruo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-7994771547900523827</id><published>2009-06-28T14:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:30:53.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Mom's at Indo now and I'm likely to be there in a few days time or not, gramma passed away, I don't know how to react? Am I supposed to weep or what? Im not trying to be heartless or what but I totally have no idea of what to do or what to say, I've never met such stuffs like death before, my tears don't come out easily like anytime I want, what to do?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday's post was no joke, but I don't feel much difference typing it down, like fuck, had every urge to remove it but can't bear. Whatever I'm thinking la, school is reopening in less than 24 hours zz and my homework is like... Ok, I've only completed 1 set of math worksheet outta the whole load. Study is like shit to me.. I rather u let me read a pile of sad stories. Seriously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My life is a bitch hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Update (0917pm)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, enough of all the rants. My blog is back to square one, no more brighty yellow since school is reopening.... which mean the colour only spoil my damn eyes haha. Anyway I just sent Jeanette to the bus stop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went for a jog when the sun set, no actually we didn't jog we sorta ran like crazy people and hope to reach provision shop as soon as possible, my blister hurts like fucking mad so ya. Then we ran forward to market, she had dinner while I had desserts, amazingly cy and company were at the other end.... but we didn't meet! :( Perhaps this is fate I don't know because we were near ea other all along but we don't crozz paths aiya nvm one lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Walking back home was damn tough because the stupid plaster isn't working and both of us dragged our feets home like retarded. She had dinner AGAIN omg power or what I don't know.. she asked me if she should eat I just immediately said "YES YES" HAHAHAHA super.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BB WO YAO GO.. BATHE.&lt;br /&gt;p/s that bitch damn noisy on msn I think he gonna drown l8r. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://messenger.msn.com/MMM2006-04-19_17.00/Resource/emoticons/shades_smile.gif" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-7994771547900523827?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7994771547900523827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=7994771547900523827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/7994771547900523827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/7994771547900523827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/peace.html' title='Peace'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-306908822876832344</id><published>2009-06-27T20:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T21:16:42.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neglects</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ok haha im finally back to blogging, kinda weird not blogging just for a day but for one moment I just got really tired for blogging and there's no point to let people know what the shit I do everyday then random people bombing me at the tagboard. Like dog. There're some things I'll like to confess..... to myself. But before I'm gonna pour these shit out I'm gonna update what I did recently..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yesterday : Sleep (6hours only!) , morning jog with j, big breakfast, study with e j ccccc, slack lil', home, prawn-fishing, supper, home, gossip, scares myself 2 sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today : Sleep, shopping, bugis, home.... (later) sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Super no life I know when I know my holidays are coming to and end.. but it seems so much better that coming back home.. it feels comfy to be out anw. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, Im kinda afraid.. on monday, thats the starting point of my screwed life once again!! I've got to face those shitty teachers regarding my undone works and come up with bunches of excuse to explain my absence for the events that happened during the hols.. I've got to face retarded people in school and stand the rumours, nobody will get that la but this school I'm in is fucking childish, I just got to pray hard I don't turn into one of them.. or maybe some of u thinks I'm already I don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just hate to face reality all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Could somebody like tell me everything is just a dream haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Something is wrong with me.. or should I say I'm unreasonable. I always wants to know the truth, even though/ especially it has got to do with me... even though I know it's hurtful. The other party usually would reject my question but I'm too stubborn and insisting on knowing therefore he/she spilled the beans and then I just hurt myself. After all, I don't know whether to be upset over what I've heart or happy that I know the truth..... fucking stupid. No use crying over spilled milk iv. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been a month since I'm escaping from all the trash everyone has been giving me, treating me like nobody else, making me feels like a fool in everybody's eyes. Everyone think I'm like stupid?? They aren't frank with me and lie to me over and over again.. then pretend everything is all right and pls don't ask me anymore kind of thing. Super tired, I feel and I know I'm sensible enough ok I don't need u all to calm me down this way because I grown.. really. Like for fuck I won't grow since everything tumbles down towards me? [Btw if u like me from the start then don't carry on reading this post then go gossip here and there, very contradicting bitch] In school the whole 2half years I've been through.. the process was indeed terrible. I know I've been repeating these again and again but the sad thing is that it won't stop, and never is going to.. Unknowingly it's almost three years huh. I've seen too many faces that I can bearly recognise myself.. for who I am. A hypocrite? A backstabber? Betrayer? Bitch? Anything u can think of. Then etc people entering my life and leaves like wind.. super fast haha. Instead of being upset that I've lost a friend I should feel glad that he/she isn't a friend at all. Although I've only a couple of people inside school I can trust and be with, I'm still glad my friends outside school treats me super dearly. I know I needn't any schmates to survive thru thze shits.. I know who truly cares, ok? I'm not trying to gain any fking attention by penning down these thoughts but it just feels like a heavy load finally removed. I should say I'm rather disheartened by the way certain people have to act in front of others just to gossip and then turn the other way round when they sees me on the street.. no I'm not refering to anyone in particular because I think all these people revolves around me everywhere. Haha I'm so tired of people claimed like a 3rdparty in ppl's relationship and destroying their luvlyf and up till today I know clearly myself that I don't remember having that intention.. yes I'm refering to someone, especially. It happened twice after all and it made me sounds like a bitch in the end when it wasn't ME who seeks your guy's attention. Pls I can find other people on ok. -.- I know I sounded as though every fault doesn't lie in me, but I don't care, I just want to say what I think is right, if u don't like, then don't read! I mean like srsly, do u think I'll like to blog things out this way? I don't have other choice too, do I? Haha everyone hates me over guys, I feel like a dumb fuck. Its either guys, guys or guys or rumours. Fucking tragic. Stop having endless talks about me, it's not as if I don't know, stop being so childish. ppl outside sch do ask me how I'm doing NOW and I said OK when I'm obviously not.. Anw still, thx for the concern. I know who cares. Don't worry I won't weep for those people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;End of my shit, pls do pardon me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-306908822876832344?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/306908822876832344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=306908822876832344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/306908822876832344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/306908822876832344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/neglects.html' title='Neglects'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-3313374435717227249</id><published>2009-06-25T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T22:57:59.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost of Girlfriend's Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT'&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;OU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;D M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;E AG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;AI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;NS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;T TH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;E W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;LD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Caught Ghost''s of Girlfriend's Past with Jeanette, Edmund and ccccc HAHAHA, at Iluma@Bugis. The movie was kinda great, and Jeanette's beside me now anyway! Jealous right lol. ;) Back to topic. It's 5+ after the movie, decided to buzz down Tampines, ended up going having &lt;em&gt;loooooooong&lt;/em&gt; bus ride all the way to Pasir Ris. Then, walked there like less than 15 mins, decided to buzz back tpy, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loooooooooooooooonger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; bus ride. LOL so gay lah!! But I like. -.- wooo my dream house very cool right? HAHAHAHA as big as soccer field lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Love is magical comfort for the poor and the needy&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;Omg Kiefer I heard that sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is a myth, bitch!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-3313374435717227249?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3313374435717227249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=3313374435717227249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/3313374435717227249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/3313374435717227249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/ghost-of-girlfriends-past.html' title='Ghost of Girlfriend&apos;s Past'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-4535841202809148120</id><published>2009-06-24T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:50:27.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>story behind everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Finally a day where I can have plenty of sleep without setting a time to wake up. I'm already used to this routine; waking up in the afternoon, hesitating to go out, then ended up ringing people up to waste my evening away......... I think I won't be able to cope when school reopens, where my sleeping time decrease drastically from 12 to maybe 6. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DAMN IT.&lt;br /&gt;So angry, government gave me false hopes that holidays would extend.. for a day and a night, for that I assumed it really is gonna extend, but, well argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not extending = less time to accompany so many people. &lt;strong&gt;:(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I rushed like damn fast down too entertainment at 4pm today lol, suddenly had the urge to leave the house and see people, Lord knows why.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Met Jeanette and Edmund, Seri &amp;amp; co, Jake -for a minute-, and ccccc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-4535841202809148120?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4535841202809148120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=4535841202809148120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/4535841202809148120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/4535841202809148120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/story-behind-everything.html' title='story behind everything'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-309154774826295886</id><published>2009-06-23T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:39:52.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>digital life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Lucky me. My intention was to go study with J C and E today, thus I some bitch got to give me a morning call. However after my bath, Jeanette texted me and said she needed to be home by Five. At that time I really don't know what to do, I told myself no matter what, I still got to leave house today by all means. HAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Texted Catherine love, although I'm expecting her to be at dance. Fortunately she's still at home, replying my message around two hours late. Haha, anyway she planned to catch a movie, so I told her I'll meet her at tpy. While waiting for her, I went to meet Jake and co at Entertainment. Zhiwei and Baoying and few other people were there too, quite weird lol. Walked to interchange to wait for people, catch up with Jake for like close to 45 minutes until cat arrives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cat said, "&lt;em&gt;I could  be earlier ah, but I was painting my shirt&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHAHA owned. Cat painted her tanktop! :@ We reached punctually at 5:15pm at amk, the time when the movie starts (LOL), caught "Monsters VS Aliens" with cat, yichao, botakk and friend. So funny, cat was like excited wearing the 3d specs, had every urge to bring it home, haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway the movie was great with the effect, however the storyline was rather childish and simple. Like the specs la lol, like alien! But kinda giddy only.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Subway for dinner with cat! (yes again~)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClKaSh8eIzs/SkDeDiIRMaI/AAAAAAAAAfU/gkVzRn321zo/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ClKaSh8eIzs/SkDeDOshnSI/AAAAAAAAAfE/8U96fr97T4M/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope things don't flip over.&lt;br /&gt;Things only go right when I spilled the shit here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-309154774826295886?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/309154774826295886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=309154774826295886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/309154774826295886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/309154774826295886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/digital-life.html' title='digital life'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ClKaSh8eIzs/SkDeDiIRMaI/AAAAAAAAAfU/gkVzRn321zo/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-5560847557071591396</id><published>2009-06-23T14:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T14:57:26.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nostalgic</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I got so nostalgic again. I was overjoyed to receive wh's message, it was so nice to hear that all of them are doing great and I was being mentioned. After much persuasion from him, I decided to message ZZ. Both parties were just too shy to speak up, or should I say afraid. Guys, you are all great. Repeatedly, I told them how they made my day and how fast time flies.. and I didn't forget them. Also, I reminded them that all of us are to come back this year to let me have a good look at them. Three years already, right cat, if fairy godmother grant me a wish I would sacrifice everything to turn back to that very year.. I've every urge to see all of them. It was so sudden and it all seems like yesterday. Then yesterday's messages seems like a dream. They asked me if I grew taller haha and we told each other to stay away from that particular bitch in my school. 3 more months to see you guys again, missed. Glad to hear from u all anw. I wished to tell you all how much life sucks right now being a bitch.. and that I'm always at fault and nobody seems to hear me out like you guys think Im always right, like how much cy dotes on me and says "she's my sister". After all you guys are special people and that I'm fucking blissed to know you all, through all the thunder and storms we once went through and everyone opposing that we know each other. I also will like to say nothing beats the knowing you guys. Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel blessed being treated like a kid by everyone all the time&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From my heart sincerely.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-5560847557071591396?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5560847557071591396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=5560847557071591396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/5560847557071591396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/5560847557071591396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/nostalgic.html' title='nostalgic'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-7679425387258402162</id><published>2009-06-22T20:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:51:16.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>touch the books</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9hu0Jr8wyHk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(y)?&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;if i dont smile now, people will laugh at me tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Right bitches? I went studying today with J, C and E, as usual like yesterday. Kinda fail though, studied for a short while only. Nvm, tomorrow! Anyway bye, school holidays not extended, damn you. -_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hiiiii ivan i think u'll read this later, LONG TIME NO C.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-7679425387258402162?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7679425387258402162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=7679425387258402162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/7679425387258402162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/7679425387258402162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/touch-books.html' title='touch the books'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-481316274295463542</id><published>2009-06-21T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:49:21.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep blue sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;PP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Y 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;5t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;h B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;IR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;DA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Y A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;A!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and happy fathers' day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kiefer and I sent Amanda our Email last night, kinda happy. Email is so in now! I'm like email-ing a lot of people recently, okay la not really a lot, lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, most importantly, I woke up before the clock striked twelve noon today omg hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Went to town, waste time walking aimless in malls while waiting for BBoys Championship to start.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda interesting, if there were chairs I won't leave hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Walked to somewhere near youthpark and realised the place was locked, nvm.&lt;br /&gt;Buzzed down Vivocity, looked at sea and sky, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Buzzed 27 stops home, woooooooooh! Extremely tired, lack of sleep! Damn you Jeanette. (laughs)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bye bitch. c:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-481316274295463542?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/481316274295463542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=481316274295463542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/481316274295463542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/481316274295463542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/deep-blue-sea.html' title='Deep blue sea'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-4315911457403277273</id><published>2009-06-20T22:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:01:10.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flea and fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4938_110817899433_685559433_2745406.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All of us woke up at 1pm in the afternoon, dressed up, met each other ~ 2pm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Btw, I went on date with Catherine and Cherieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. &lt;strong&gt;=D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4938_110817894433_685559433_2745405.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We changed our plans and trained down Clarkq.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;got amazed by the Sticky sweets,no matter how many times I've been there.&lt;br /&gt;The last time I went there some idiot pulled me away.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha the guys working there were nice, cuz they treat us sweets without cutting them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CMI&lt;/strong&gt;, go out with Catherine always got free stuffs to take hahahaha! (oi not cheapo ok)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Failed photos :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4938_110817879433_685559433_2745402.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4938_110817884433_685559433_2745403.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4938_110817904433_685559433_2745407.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4938_110817914433_685559433_2745409.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Btw cat I didn't upload your "open mouth" photo, thank me 4 that! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Took photos here and there, walked to home club for flea!&lt;br /&gt;It was squeezy with loads of people.&lt;br /&gt;Legs hurt so much walking rounds and rounds.&lt;br /&gt;Damn sad that we didn't get anything, buzzed down Town, had Subway for proper &lt;em&gt;breakfast/lunch/dinner&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't help laughing how silly we were in primary school,&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting Catherine and her &lt;em&gt;Dear diary&lt;/em&gt;. Damn funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Dear Diary, I have 8 best friends."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kay. == We shopped till early night and buzzed home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry I know my blog seems dead recently but I've my reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Though extremely tired, had fun with the girls today! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4938_110817889433_685559433_2745404.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And their favourite shot. (Because they feel tall la) But I'm tallest!! ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4938_110817909433_685559433_2745408.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-4315911457403277273?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4315911457403277273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=4315911457403277273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/4315911457403277273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/4315911457403277273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/flea-and-fly.html' title='flea and fly'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-5267038230081766583</id><published>2009-06-19T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:30:40.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heavy load</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I know no matter how deep a person can dislike me, he/she still read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;I know the more they read, the more they find faults with it.. and hates me more.&lt;br /&gt;So contradicting.. so gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway I spent my past two days at home, and I almost died using the computer for more or less 12 hours, which I don't think is cool, and if I've the choice I'll choose not to. :@ Well, anyway, I finally got myself out of the house after two damn days lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And if that night I'm able to come out, I'm sure to come down and find you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jeanette came in the afternoon a while after I woke up. Sent that damn Email to Wilson about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*ahem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, then prepared myself. Left for Town, get Jeanette's phone fixed, watched her eat and then Syahril and clique came.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We left first while they wait for their movie to start, walked around aimlessly, sat down till sun set, reached home early 8pm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kind of boring for me because my eyes felt like I can fall asleep anywhere.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, so happy, my weekends are filled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meeting XXX tomorrow!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall keep you in suspense okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Till then, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;click on my Nuffnang ad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! ^^&lt;br /&gt;KK, if youre reading this, can you stop avoiding me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fuck. Whatever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ocregister.com/articles/pixar-up-movie-2468059-home-show"&gt;http://www.ocregister.com/articles/pixar-up-movie-2468059-home-show&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-5267038230081766583?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5267038230081766583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=5267038230081766583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/5267038230081766583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/5267038230081766583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/heavy-load.html' title='heavy load'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-2878975563380219182</id><published>2009-06-18T14:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T15:02:26.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Worried sick for you yesterday night. 3 packs of cigs yesterday, are you kidding me? Please don't abuse yourself, please don't get upset/stressed. Words spread like fire, I can know easily what you're doing. Please take care of yourself. I hope you know what you're doing. Look forward in life, please, will you? Stop smoking.. and I'm doing fine, you aren't. May GBU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DO CLICK ON MY AD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-2878975563380219182?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2878975563380219182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=2878975563380219182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/2878975563380219182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/2878975563380219182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/because-me.html' title='Because me'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-4030103268308406984</id><published>2009-06-17T18:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T19:10:56.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screams</title><content type='html'>Once again, I didn't have any motivation to blog, I don't know where are they too. I don't want to let others know how great I'm doing. ;) So mad at brudderrrrr like seriously? For fuck getting angry with the computer. Then you knn here cb there, basically can't you just accept the fact that the fucking sound came out of no where, just shut the fuck up and restart your com? Whatever, its so gay la, thats what I hate about staying home. Can stop saying cb onot btw, so rude.&lt;p&gt;They scream and yell as though you are deaf or something, even if they were to ask you just a simple question like, "you want to eat already or not?" For some reason, you've to reply as loud as they do, or they'll scream again like they can't hear your reply.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is probably one of the reason I prefer quiet places and loud music.&lt;br /&gt;Okay whatever udc anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha btw I woke up in the afternoon, used the rest of my day using the computer &amp;amp; then watched 一難忘! So gay, Jeanette and I were texting each other over it! Its so warm here at home, I think I need to get my ass off my house by tomorrow. Free anybody? -_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sigh my damn cam phone spoilt, no photos for blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;School plz don't open for those dumb shit who miss their fri3ndz. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BTW Wilson you bitch you faster come back!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nobody believes meganfox is a girl, except me and Jeanette.&lt;br /&gt;Got so many shit to let u know and plan HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;plz dont drop down in your aeroplane back kay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;meh bye bye, and people, this is for u:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/SjjO5nijGjI/AAAAAAAADcI/a4sDnwOfinw/s1600-h/meganfox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/SjjO5nijGjI/AAAAAAAADcI/a4sDnwOfinw/s400/meganfox.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348252046764218930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOLD YA. Till then~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CLICK ON MY NUFFNANG AD BELOW THIS PLZ. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-4030103268308406984?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4030103268308406984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=4030103268308406984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/4030103268308406984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/4030103268308406984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/screams.html' title='screams'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/SjjO5nijGjI/AAAAAAAADcI/a4sDnwOfinw/s72-c/meganfox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-8674234370349065288</id><published>2009-06-16T19:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:52:53.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music in me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/SjeG0N0TdyI/AAAAAAAADcA/cgnfnsVuFgI/s1600-h/DSC01165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/SjeG0N0TdyI/AAAAAAAADcA/cgnfnsVuFgI/s320/DSC01165.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347891314146113314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't have any intention to blog nowadays but some noob chase me away! :@ Haha so fun to accuse people man.&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;I forget what I did. Oh yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;. Woke up early in the morning, accompanied Jeanette to the stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;. Left for macs to pass time, read storybook &amp;amp; listen to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;. Went down Yishun after her dance, chilled at her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;. Watched 一難忘! HAHAHA owned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;. Explored Northpoint, tpy entertainment, home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;. Overslept! Jeanette finished her dance and came back home to wait for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;. Town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;. Home alone omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WOW. My life is boring. So weird without Jeanette at home!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to meet a lot of people man, esp Cherie and Cat. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-8674234370349065288?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8674234370349065288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=8674234370349065288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/8674234370349065288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/8674234370349065288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/music-in-me.html' title='Music in me'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/SjeG0N0TdyI/AAAAAAAADcA/cgnfnsVuFgI/s72-c/DSC01165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-7225605349496660519</id><published>2009-06-14T14:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T19:34:28.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaching out</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/info/275898"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://www.blogskins.com/info/275898&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/SjSnt0RohfI/AAAAAAAADa4/qZCRSAYtZkQ/s1600-h/blogskin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/SjSnt0RohfI/AAAAAAAADa4/qZCRSAYtZkQ/s400/blogskin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347083063164175858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Staying at home today.&lt;br /&gt;Damn sian!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok better than to be called ROASTED PIG if I go out, whatever haha iiiiidiot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;screw damn photobucket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BB dont miss me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-7225605349496660519?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7225605349496660519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=7225605349496660519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/7225605349496660519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/7225605349496660519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/reaching-out.html' title='Reaching out'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/SjSnt0RohfI/AAAAAAAADa4/qZCRSAYtZkQ/s72-c/blogskin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-8564426676930367109</id><published>2009-06-13T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:16:51.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't call that love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know&lt;/strong&gt;, but the amount of sleep is getting lesser. Yes, I just tried to make myself not sound like a pig, haha. Woke up at 1111am this morning thanks to&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. the unknown phone call&lt;br /&gt;2. vin knocking on my bed and telling me my phone rang when its actually his&lt;br /&gt;3. mother blending stuffs in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;4. followed by the whole family shouting here and there in search for a stupid belt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Damn, fucked up, I should say. Spent the night chatting, then here came all the unnecessary shit that spoils your morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But whatever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sat at home, didn't have anything thing to do, so decided to get edit blogskins code and submit new skin. (didn't in the end) I don't know if my mouth was itchy or what, I went to ask Jeanette if she need my accompany down to Kovan for her audition.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ended up, I've got to drag myself to prepare then rushed through. Still, I concluded that both of us can't live under the same roof because we've been late meeting &lt;em&gt;anyone/everyone&lt;/em&gt; since then. Jeanette's mom came over to fetch us down hougang, she had her audition there then, delayed by around an hour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She was still damn nervous when her mom fetched us back to entertainment. After much consideration, we ended up at Swensens. Ate till the food filled to the brim of our stomach, heart2heart talk till it sorta digested, ate ice cream, spent more than 2 hours there man, watching people come and go, left there at approximately 9+pm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Took the long way home where we walked more, sat downstairs and chatted more, and home after not long.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just got to mark the end of my day with a woah, man!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damn wordy lah I know&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-8564426676930367109?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8564426676930367109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=8564426676930367109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/8564426676930367109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/8564426676930367109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/dont-call-that-love.html' title='Don&apos;t call that love'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-8928090596803516967</id><published>2009-06-12T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T21:54:51.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drag me to Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765614403_639994403_1722778_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765619403_639994403_1722779_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765624403_639994403_1722780_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765629403_639994403_1722781_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night was damn cool, talking to Jeanette, trying not to laugh, and thinking back about Syahril's birthday (&lt;em&gt;Bet he was too lah &lt;/em&gt;haha -&lt;strong&gt; indeed&lt;/strong&gt;). Then we ended up managing to fall asleep around 4am.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woke up in the afternoon, took our own sweet time, thinking the guys were at home still or something. Haha delayed for like almost an hour, haha! (ok sorry) Watched Drag me to Hell, fucking gay lah, so scary zz, right Jeanette! (ok she's beside me now lol)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we went to catch toy, caught a teddy bear, one each with Jeanette, supa cute! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay Idk. Bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-8928090596803516967?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8928090596803516967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=8928090596803516967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/8928090596803516967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/8928090596803516967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/drag-me-to-hell.html' title='Drag me to Hell'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-809546598317245221</id><published>2009-06-11T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:18:46.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Syahril's 15th birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 15th Birthday Syahril&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took bus with siva and noob to novena,&lt;br /&gt;met kelvinsoon and kiefer at mrt,&lt;br /&gt;trained down to Wilson's place.&lt;br /&gt;Miraculously, I took 2 and a half hour to reach, singapore damn big ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jeanette, Hanyong, Vaenu, Rush, Syahril (and wilson) were there.&lt;br /&gt;Played Indian poker, drank vodka -- until Wilson got super high like retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Played strip poker, and some shitty game that Rush suggested to play.&lt;br /&gt;Then, haha, "&lt;em&gt;nothing leaves the room&lt;/em&gt;", can't say what we did, damn retarded too, lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765554403_639994403_1722767_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765659403_639994403_1722786_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765564403_639994403_1722769_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765609403_639994403_1722777_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765674403_639994403_1722789_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765694403_639994403_1722793_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765699403_639994403_1722794_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765709403_639994403_1722795_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, that was really crazy. (More below)&lt;br /&gt;They started "abusing" each other then say, "take photo take photo!"&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, gay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765714403_639994403_1722796_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765724403_639994403_1722797_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765729403_639994403_1722798_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765734403_639994403_1722799_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765744403_639994403_1722801_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765749403_639994403_1722802_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765769403_639994403_1722805_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765764403_639994403_1722804_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765779403_639994403_1722807_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765839403_639994403_1722816_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Jeanette asked me how long will this post be) HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Full of retarded photos. Okay, then, group photo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765844403_639994403_1722817_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765849403_639994403_1722818_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765894403_639994403_1722825_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765854403_639994403_1722819_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765859403_639994403_1722820_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765864403_639994403_1722821_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wilson was dancing LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765869403_639994403_1722822_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765874403_639994403_1722823_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then.. Jeanette and my birthday gift for Syahril, lol!&lt;br /&gt;Slacked in the bedroom for an hour like crazy, then headed to town.&lt;br /&gt;Followed by buffet dinner at Sakura! Calvinhausjah came to join us after that too.Slacked, and everyone left slowly.Sat at Starbux, walked around town, ended up sitting down at macs with Wilson Jeanette Kelvinsoon and Calvinhausjah, talked much, then Jeanette went home with me!&lt;br /&gt;Okay that idiot is beside me now ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765899403_639994403_1722826_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765904403_639994403_1722827_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765909403_639994403_1722828_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765914403_639994403_1722829_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Group photo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4919_88765919403_639994403_1722830_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;FUN.&lt;br /&gt;jealous right!&lt;br /&gt;(tsk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-809546598317245221?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/809546598317245221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=809546598317245221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/809546598317245221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/809546598317245221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/syahrils-birthday.html' title='Syahril&apos;s 15th birthday'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-2879564777645820450</id><published>2009-06-10T15:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:46:51.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taste like lemon</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;“One day, love and friendship met on the road of life. Love asked: What’s your use when I already exist? Friendship smiled and said, “I’m here to make people smile when you make them cry.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What is it like to fall in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;“Like an avalanche where you have to run for your life.” (Roger, 9) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;“If falling in love is anything like learning to spell, I don’t want to do it. It takes to long time to learn.” (Leo, 7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think I'm going out later after all. Can't stand why the shit are coming to me when I didn't ask for it. Don't know why troubles find me when I keep so still and quiet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm supposed to laugh, so, &lt;strong&gt;HA&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Replies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jaslyn: Hi Im not a pig! and no, pig sounds so cute manz.&lt;br /&gt;Cherie: haha its okay girlfriend. Serves you right for not coming thou! Lets bake cookies on mon!&lt;br /&gt;Passer: AMK. Uh hopefully soon, I'll try, leave down your mail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;updated x946pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nyway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, on the brighter side, I went out with mom and v just now O M G. Anyway its one of my biggest fear kkkk, moreover at tpy. I don't know why I feel very "&lt;em&gt;lucky&lt;/em&gt;", because when mom just reached I saw zhiwei &amp;amp; company. -_- We weren't sure we saw the right person tho, lol, anyway he introduce me job which I might consider with cat. Ok la, fate, right? HAHAHA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had dinner, went home first with v, saw Ivan &amp;amp; company downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;ok lah actually I didn't see him but v saw&lt;/em&gt; :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahabyewithlove.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-2879564777645820450?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2879564777645820450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=2879564777645820450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/2879564777645820450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/2879564777645820450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/taste-like-lemon.html' title='Taste like lemon'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-4762639889949367210</id><published>2009-06-09T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T00:13:42.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Laugh Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, I met Catherine Love (&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; supposed to have Cherie there but that idiot overslept&lt;/em&gt;). Love treated me bubble tea, strawberry oreo, thanks! Jake saw me and we're supposed to meet up soon, finally officially outta b'home uh! &lt;em&gt;Okay not forgetting meeting Ivan, Yichao and Timmy too&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;tpy | Suntec | Streets | Iluma @ Bugis | Junction | tpy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to grab toys at Iluma, super tempting. The assistance there was really friendly, he opened up the machine to put the toy in a easy position for us to grab. Cat caught a pig first and we were super happy, laughed madly till we attracted a small crowd!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/10.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/11.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We wanted to grab another one for me, then this ab went to grab it instead. The ab, okay the guy I mean, wanted to give it to us but we rejected. Cat was like, "aiya if he ask again then we go take!" hahaha. Anyway he advised us to grab it later, and I caught mine! -laughs- Okay bye stalkers, and we left to tpy to meet fanny and anggun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Supposed to go Wilson's place for poker night but aiya, haha sorry. Dine on Thu!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had dinner with Love while the girls left after a (&lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt;) short while. Talked much at Subway as usual, then we went to the stairs to sit &amp;amp;, yeah. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/12.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/19.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/14.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/15.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/21.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, it's always fun to hang out with cat and talks seems never ending. We made plans for the future and I look forward to out next trip out! Haha damn cool, we'll have picnic, cookies session etc. Girlfs lets bake cookies and break the egg on monday! ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay bye luvz. Gonna talk to my pig tonight!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s cat abuses hers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our pigs are bff just like us! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/p/s my pig (left) is skinnier right!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/16.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-4762639889949367210?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4762639889949367210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=4762639889949367210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/4762639889949367210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/4762639889949367210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/live-laugh-love.html' title='Live Laugh Love'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-5394314394918639397</id><published>2009-06-08T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:31:02.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indonesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Replies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rina: No I dont remember you.&lt;br /&gt;Jaslyn &amp;amp; Jeanette: LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Cherie: Shut up I wont drown, see u tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Elva: Soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 86th birthday gramma - as of 6th June 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6th June&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06162.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06063.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06124.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ferry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06066.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Batam (to switch ferry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06079.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06081.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06129.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06121.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06130.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gramma's place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06117.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The wind felt like slaps on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06119.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06105.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06107.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06114.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Birthday celebration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06167.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06173.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06174.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pigs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06165.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06147.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06150.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06175.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06176.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06178.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th June: No photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06190.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06194.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06207.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06212.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv270/heybarbielol/DSC06213.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thats my story, the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-5394314394918639397?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5394314394918639397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=5394314394918639397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/5394314394918639397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/5394314394918639397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/indonesia.html' title='Indonesia'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-1412732762204598977</id><published>2009-06-05T21:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T21:52:22.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>familarize</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;replies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;JASLYN: Ah thats gay, dont bother bout those boring old kids. Lol shut up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAWN: Saw you too!&lt;br /&gt;Yuuka: Hey, yeah you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;met noob, bought v's stud at novena&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buzzed down suntec&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;caught natm2 at marina&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;saw dawn &amp;amp; company &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sat by the river&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sat at starbucks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Night At the Musuem 2&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;em&gt;boringgggggg&lt;/em&gt;, like what Jeanette had said, indeed. I don't catch why the rest of the people laugh like mad when I almost fall asleep like Jeanette did. Ah, not our type lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s Jaslyn doesn't believe I'm friendly&lt;br /&gt;p/p/s Syahril says Jeanette and I laugh at almost everything thats why we couldn't click in with others&lt;br /&gt;p/p/p/s Gary is on probation -laughs madly-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay whatever, haha bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/p/p/p/s I'LL BE BACK ON 8JUNE PLS MIZZ ME!! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-1412732762204598977?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1412732762204598977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=1412732762204598977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/1412732762204598977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/1412732762204598977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/familarize.html' title='familarize'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-8632134214411186288</id><published>2009-06-04T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:08:08.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't like to witness these unpleasant shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't want to hear anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hypocrite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My fault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He ran away from home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I think you're more of angry than sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He came back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You blame me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I taught him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Had I even ever tried that before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You said its dangerous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You think I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You think I don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You think I'm not scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You think I don't love him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You reprimand me to look for him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You fucking treat him like gold only now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You force me to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Trying to be kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yet turned to be a bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Try to keep quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yet u added sorrows for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I never knew the world is so cruel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I knew this day will come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its either him or me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you drove us to this end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yet u pointed the finger otherwise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thank you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And I'll be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If anything happens to me,&lt;br /&gt;POINT AT &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I'm all right. :)&lt;div 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night'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-547045245102220374</id><published>2009-06-04T14:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:18:29.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherie's 15th birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;update!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;524pm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I luv my yallo background, hahaha damn gay. On the other hand, I'm feeling bored! Kay, tomorrow's my last day haha! Sounds like I'm dying~ but not ok omg. Ah damn bored. Wilson told me the camp was boring, Rush all prank called me last night. Ah whatever, I think everyone missed me ^^ , and that does not exclude pyc!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;kbye4now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buzzed down Central to get Girlfriend's cake late evening (ok lah night), chilled with Fanny, Kelvin and Vinson downstairs close to midnight, bought drinks, intending to give Cherie a birthday surprise! We rushed to her house when it's near 1155pm but that idiot took so long to open the door that the clock already strike Twelve, haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sang birthday song, ate cake, took photos, sneezed!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ♥ you lah Girlfriend, may you grow taller!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibT9GkppWI/AAAAAAAAASg/wOadBFGZGds/s320/SDC10263.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibT9sMA4QI/AAAAAAAAAS4/cxBY-eGbdY4/s320/SDC10270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibT9sMA4QI/AAAAAAAAAS4/cxBY-eGbdY4/s320/SDC10270.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibT9ezL9yI/AAAAAAAAASw/P-Sw4IZ5OoE/s320/SDC10269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibT9ezL9yI/AAAAAAAAASw/P-Sw4IZ5OoE/s320/SDC10269.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin was damn gay lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibcWD8dCWI/AAAAAAAAATo/eyskqer6mVM/s320/SDC10301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibcWD8dCWI/AAAAAAAAATo/eyskqer6mVM/s320/SDC10301.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibT9TWYysI/AAAAAAAAASo/ek5eNNUQIiE/s320/SDC10267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibT9TWYysI/AAAAAAAAASo/ek5eNNUQIiE/s320/SDC10267.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibcWdjJ7CI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ObTQTwKhLTA/s320/SDC10305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibcWdjJ7CI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ObTQTwKhLTA/s320/SDC10305.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibcWeztNAI/AAAAAAAAATw/9DcT1dBmnow/s320/SDC10304x.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibcWeztNAI/AAAAAAAAATw/9DcT1dBmnow/s320/SDC10304x.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the failed attempts, finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibgMU6tfKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JbEwt2Wjd8M/s320/SDC10316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibgMU6tfKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JbEwt2Wjd8M/s320/SDC10316.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibgMUBYKPI/AAAAAAAAAUY/8X0RFzZMbqo/s320/SDC10314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibgMUBYKPI/AAAAAAAAAUY/8X0RFzZMbqo/s320/SDC10314.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy birthday Cherieeeee! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibX85jwPvI/AAAAAAAAATY/4NuzwsoC28E/s320/SDC10294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibX85jwPvI/AAAAAAAAATY/4NuzwsoC28E/s320/SDC10294.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibX9JKuxHI/AAAAAAAAATg/35vBDjazC88/s320/SDC10296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibX9JKuxHI/AAAAAAAAATg/35vBDjazC88/s320/SDC10296.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo credits: Cherie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-547045245102220374?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/547045245102220374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=547045245102220374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/547045245102220374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/547045245102220374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-15th-birthday-cherie.html' title='Cherie&apos;s 15th birthday'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90an0b46INM/SibT9GkppWI/AAAAAAAAASg/wOadBFGZGds/s72-c/SDC10263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482250990874930767.post-2433826715511156074</id><published>2009-06-03T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:17:40.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhat fresh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everyone, I re-build up this site, if you ever realise. All my previous entries are gone, and now here is like a brand new blog. However, the blog link is the original one because I couldn't bear to let it go after 'establishing' it for quite some time. And I believe stabmeheart/bs is my longest used link ever. Recently, I had countless thoughts of making this decision, I felt that I need to let it go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't have a beautiful past, why for clinging on?&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish to remember them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, the other blog isn't deleted, it'll be over another site.&lt;br /&gt;To view history, &lt;em&gt;which I suggest not&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;a href="http://sweetpareidolia.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://sweetpareidolia.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh I'm sorry, but I doubt it'll bring much inconvenience to all of you out there. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;update!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;fuck, whats so difficult? Everytime only want to spoil my plans, hate you all! Fuck u all! Uh sigh. I'm so bored NOW. Its 1113pm, leaving house soon. Can't wait to fucking leave. Whatever bye! Just shut the fuck up lah, I'll leave soon, don't worry, fuck u!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH I was so angry Im sorry. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;btw gary lied to me that he's at ttsh because he got slashed&lt;/i&gt;, iiiiidiot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482250990874930767-2433826715511156074?l=stabmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2433826715511156074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7482250990874930767&amp;postID=2433826715511156074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/2433826715511156074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482250990874930767/posts/default/2433826715511156074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stabmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/somewhat-fresh.html' title='Somewhat fresh'/><author><name>iv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08595244001802766088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLVLyLZWfFQ/ShjUfVwmVMI/AAAAAAAADWI/T1ewHvg4OwU/S220/DSC05993.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
